Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“How is Janessa?” Emily asked.

Christy touched her temple as she looked at Emily, “Didn’t she tell you?”

“No, I’ve been busy studying recently. I haven’t contacted her much.” Emily took a bite of the mango and said, “I was worried that I would hear the bad news if I asked.”

“Her baby is safe.” Christy said, “She can’t go out recently. She has to stay at home to keep the baby in.”

Emily sighed in relief.

“She looks fierce, but she is soft.” Christy whispered to Emily after Vincent left for the kitchen, “Just like your husband.”

Emily nodded thoughtfully.

Christy took a bag of snacks from the coffee table and tore it open. She handed it to Emily, “Mr. Ferne is too busy in this half a month to order a hotel. Where are you going to celebrate Mr. Vincent’s birthday tomorrow?”

Emily said as she chewed two chips, “I want to celebrate his birthday at home tomorrow, but I have to teach a new course tomorrow.”

“Then we’ll celebrate when you come back tonight.” Christy winked at her, “The activities at night are much more abundant than during the day.”

Emily, “…”

Emily went to school in high spirits the next day. She

face, “Yes, come back early.” (His tone was like a virtuous wife waiting

touched his chin and kissed

She had only two classes a week and sometimes she only attended once a week. She vividly described

a mask, his charm radiated from the inside out. His natural pride and aura made the other students in the class

back, “Why do I feel like your attitude towards Nina is a

up. Nina, who was in front of

may be angry because she didn’t invite Mr. Vincent over yesterday. I said that you wouldn’t be so

drew a circle on an

papers? You don’t know this word?”

“I didn’t know before, but

to ask again, the teacher of the next class had already arrived. She didn’t

will give Class F a logistics reward.” After the class teacher finished speaking on the stage, a group of people below let out sneers. Someone asked bluntly from below, “Other classes have shown. Our classes are so poor to be logistics for

say anything else. She left after telling students the time address about the cleaning. She reminded everyone to clean up after the second class in the afternoon and didn’t delay

the third class and rush back to celebrate Mr. Vincent’s birthday. She could only bring a broom to the school’s music auditorium to clean up. Many students skipped classes and went out to play. The others who stayed

tell me you want us to clean it up?” Tatiana said as she sat on a chair with a rag, “I

a basin of water, “I’ll clean it

bullying a few good students like us.” Tatiana took a rag and washed it in the basin. She wrung it dry and

but none of them were cleaning up. They lowered their heads