Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 95: The Best Birthday Gift

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Soon, Scott Harris and several smartly dressed bodyguards entered.

Without a single word, as if he knew exactly what Baron Lawrence was going to do, he found a spot nearby and sat down.

The way he sat was so prim and proper, it looked like he was cosplaying a student.

Enna Clark was shocked by her own thoughts and felt an urge to laugh uncontrollably.

The bodyguards around Baron Lawrence were all about six feet tall and well-built. They were now squeezed into the tiny elementary school chairs, staring expressionlessly at her. They didn’t look like students at all, but more like… comedy actors!

Just as Enna was thinking of this, Scott Harris handed her a book. He handed one to each person who had come in with him as well.

Enna took a closer look and realized the book she was holding was the First Grade Language Textbook.

The corner of her mouth twitched.

Unable to bear it any longer, she asked, holding the book, “Mr. Harris, what does this… mean?”

Why did he give her a first-grade language textbook?

It couldn’t really be what she thought, could it?

Before Scott Harris could respond, the man sitting in the first row casually replied, “Wasn’t your childhood dream to become an elementary school teacher? I happen to be free today, so I thought I’d help you fulfill your dream.” Today was his birthday, but all he wanted was to help her fulfill her dream.

He said it casually, but who knows how long it took for him to make up his mind?

“Become an elementary school teacher?” Enna said, surprised.

How did he know?

Baron Lawrence stared at her face and said unhappily, “Isn’t it? You’re the one who told me.”

“I said that?” Enna remembered at once. Five years ago when they were together, they once got bored while watching a film. Coincidentally, the movie was about dreams, so Baron Lawrence asked her. She then casually told him she wanted to be an elementary school teacher.

“You did say that!” Baron Lawrence gritted his teeth, “Teacher Clark, yesterday we covered Lesson Three. Let’s continue today!”

His tone of voice was far from sounding like a student.

Feeling embarrassed under the gazes of so many people, Enna opened the book to the third lesson, which turned out to be the legendary “Goose, Goose,

Goose.”

She couldn’t help but feel ashamed.

Teaching a group of men in their twenties to recite “Goose, Goose, Goose” would be harder than hanging herself with a single noodle.

Baron Lawrence adapted much quicker than she did, mainly because he was mentally prepared. Seeing her stand there embarrassedly, he immediately turned around, swept his gaze over everyone and said, “Come on, let’s recite the text together. I’ll start!”

Usually, the class leader would start in an elementary school. If he were to go back to elementary school, he would undoubtedly be the class leader! “Goose, goose, goose!” His deep voice was inexplicably husky and pleasing to the ear.

The big men behind him had prepared themselves psychologically, but they still felt somewhat embarrassed. Nevertheless, due to his order, they swallowed their embarrassment and started reciting loudly, “Goose, goose, goose, bend your neck to sing. White feathers float in the green water, red feet paddle in the clear waves.”

It was so awkward, what should she do if she wanted to find a crack in the ground and bury herself?

The only person in the classroom who didn’t feel that awkward was the arrogant and domineering man.

“…I don’t think you look like a class leader.” She couldn’t help but express her true thoughts, “Baron Lawrence, you remind me of Daoming Si.” He looked especially like Daoming Si from Meteor Garden.

Especially now, the resemblance was uncanny.

Not just in personality but also in other aspects.

But Daoming Si is a character from a TV show, while she was dealing with a real person..