She had been praised wherever she went these days, and had never been ridiculed in public. Her face immediately turned pale, and her eyelashes drooped slightly as if she had been wronged. She bit her lip and said, "I just don't think it's necessary to make such a big fuss..."
"You are not the one who got hurt, and you are not a school teacher. Whose side are you standing on to have so many illusions?"
Qiao Nian didn't give her any face and said bluntly: "You don't want people to find out, unless you have something to hide."
Before Qiao Chen could refute, she saw her turn her head away, not even bothering to look at him, and spoke to Principal Yu and others.
"There are surveillance cameras on the stairs leading to the top floor. If someone tampered with it, the surveillance camera would have captured that person."
Outside the crowd, Zhao Jingwei heard that there was surveillance and her body began to tremble violently with fear. She almost screamed out without even having to check.
It was Qiao Chen who pinched her hard, and she calmed down a little after feeling the pain. However, her face looked terrible, and it was almost as if "I am the murderer" was written on her face.
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Qiao Nian was injured and definitely couldn't attend the afternoon class.
Shen Hui approved three days of vacation for her so that she could have a good rest at home.
Shen Qingqing was also scared to death, so Liang Bowen took her to the hospital for examination.
Qiao Nian packed her schoolbag, said hello to Chen Yuan, and just walked out of the classroom, she heard a few girls gathered in the corridor, looking in one direction with flushed cheeks, chatting in low voices.
"Look, that man is so handsome."
"Oh my god, he's so handsome, is he a celebrity?"
"I don't know. I don't think I've seen him on TV. Why is he coming to our school? Is he the parent of someone in our class?"
"No way? You look so young."
"I wonder if he has a girlfriend. I really want to ask for his WeChat."
Young, and more beautiful than a star. Qiao Nian didn't know why, but a face of a demon appeared in her mind. She just thought, no, when she looked up, she saw the man walking in front of her. He wore a white shirt for the first time today, with a messy collar, revealing a smooth neck. His eyelids were deep and three-dimensional, and his high nose bridge made him look a bit like a mixed-race. But when she looked into his dark and bloodthirsty narrow eyes, she was shocked to realize that it was just an illusion that he was a mixed-race.
He walked through the crowd. There were so many people around. The principal and the dean of studies were right beside him, talking to him non-stop.
He stood out like a crane among chickens, with a strong aura that could be seen at a glance.
"Mr. Ye, regarding this matter..." Principal Yu was still beside him, saying something carefully.
Ye Wangchuan listened without any ears and out with the other, not taking it to heart at all. He kept looking for someone, and finally, he saw the person he was looking for through the crowd.
He shook off the people following him, walked quickly over, passed through the crowd, and came to Qiao Nian. He first checked her up and down, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice with concern, "Does your hand still hurt?"
He was so close that his breath was touching her skin, and with so many people around, Qiao Nian's heart couldn't help but get confused, not feeling so comfortable anymore: "... Not bad."
I was confused and wondering why he came to school.
His face is so eye-catching that you can easily imagine how many people will guess his identity after today.
Ye Wangchuan stared at her pale, bloodless face, and saw her drooping eyelashes, so curved that it touched his heart.
He just couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes and the frown on his brow.
She even disliked coming here.
Although he was clearly being despised, Ye Wangchuan's thin lips curled up for no reason. His eyes fell on Qiao Nian's rolled up sleeves and the shocking gauze wrapped around her arms. Blood could be seen in the gauze. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he suddenly pulled her over, bent down and picked her up.
Principal Yu and others who followed were stunned.
Ye Wangchuan, however, ignored them. He held the person in his arms and glanced at him. His face was as gloomy as water, and he had a threatening aura: "Principal Yu, I won't say much. You know what to do."
(End of this chapter)