The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Face Slapping the Quinlan Family Members_1

Most students in Class A came from ordinary families; they had never seen such a spectacle and were mostly dumbfounded.

”Who the hell am I, and where the hell am I?”

Oh, I must be dreaming.

A Tsinghua University professor actually thanked me.

Yep, and he even wants to take us out to eat.

The jaws of Class A had yet to snap back into place: ...

Justin Wafford kept his cool, the first to recover, and politely represented everyone with a courteous response, ”Uncle, you’re too kind. We didn’t really help Nathalie; she’s the one who always takes care of us.”

”Nathalie is good at studying and a great person, we’ve all been looked after by her.”

Look at the way he’s talking; it’s sweet to the core for Stanley Zachmann.

Stanley Zachmann’s smile was almost too big to hide as he cheerfully said, ”Are you also a student from No. 1 Middle School? Do you like math? If you apply to the Tsinghua University Mathematics Department, I’ll take you under my wing.”

Holy shit.

Justin Wafford had just heard him tell Ghania and the others that he doesn’t take students, so how come the professor from Beijing suddenly regards him so highly?

Professor Zachmann must be really impressed with him, or is it because of Nathalie’s ’face’ that he’s offering special treatment!

Justin Wafford took a deep breath and steeled himself.

He quickly glanced in Nathalie Quinlan’s direction and, touching his nose bridge, said with embarrassment, ”I don’t know if I can get into Tsinghua University.”

Stanley Zachmann warmly encouraged, ”You’re so smart you’ll definitely get in, just work hard.”

”Thank you, uncle; I will do my best,” Justin Wafford’s ears turned red with the compliment.

Stanley Zachmann didn’t neglect the others after praising him and quickly asked, ”Are you guys hungry?”

”If you’re hungry, let’s head out now.”

”I heard there’s a tasty Chinese restaurant near your school; let’s go there for lunch today.”

Which student wouldn’t want to interact with a Tsinghua professor? Class A let out an excited cheer.

Contrary to Class A’s excitement.

The Quinlan family at the edge of the stage felt like they were undergoing torture in fire and ice.

All the socialites of McKinney had wanted to take him out for lunch today, yet he opted to dine with a bunch of students instead.

Mrs. Sullivan was the first to snap back to reality, casting a mocking look at Mrs. Fisher and the Quinlans and speaking softly, ”Mrs. Quinlan, didn’t you just say that Professor Zachmann came for your daughter?”

Emilia Sullivan opened her mouth but couldn’t utter a word.

The Tsinghua professor did indeed come for her daughter!

That’s what everyone initially thought.

Her daughter stood out among the No. 1 Middle School students, had been recommended early to the National Artists University, and snagged a boyfriend from Tsinghua University—a man with boundless prospects.

Everyone thought the professor came for their Ghania; they even phoned Zayn Fisher to inquire.

Zayn Fisher hadn’t denied it.

They dressed up today to warmly welcome and honor the professor.

But to their surprise, he wasn’t here for them.

Out of all the people, it just had to be Nathalie Quinlan.

Besides, she heard it clearly—the Tsinghua professor introduced himself to the students as Nathalie Quinlan’s dad!

She felt as if her throat was stuffed with cotton, her mind buzzing with noise.

The Tsinghua professor is Nathalie Quinlan’s biological father?

Wasn’t her father an impoverished teacher from Hillwood County?

Ghania Quinlan’s delicate face turned a multitude of shocked hues, her nails nearly digging into her palms, her apricot eyes shining with disbelief.

That Nathalie Quinlan’s father was a Tsinghua University professor, what kind of joke was this?

”Next time don’t be so impulsive without clearing things up first, to avoid becoming a public laughingstock!” Mrs. Sullivan’s chilly gaze swept over the three Quinlans, dripping with irony.

The words were like a slap in the face for the Quinlans.

While she merely mentioned Emilia Sullivan, in reality, she slapped Mrs. Fisher’s face as well.

Who would have guessed, after boasting about Zayn Fisher bringing the Tsinghua professor initially?

The more ’face’ they had gained before, the more embarrassed they were now.