Everywhere she went these past few days, she was held in high esteem by others. Whenever she was ridiculed in public, her face immediately turned pale, her eyelashes drooped slightly as if she had been wronged, and she bit her lip: "I just don't think there is any need to talk about things."
It’s such a big fuss…”
"The injured person is not you, and you are not a school teacher. Whose position are you in to have so many misunderstandings?"
Qiao Nian didn't save any face for her, and said it bluntly: "You don't want anyone to find out, unless you have something wrong in your heart."
Before Qiao Ai had time to refute, he saw her tilting her head, not even giving him a stingy look, and talking to the principal and others.
"There are surveillance cameras on the stairs leading to the top floor. If someone has tampered with anything, the surveillance must have captured them."
Outside the crowd, Zhao Jingwei heard that there was surveillance and was so frightened that her body trembled violently and she almost screamed without checking.
It was Qiao Ai who pinched her hard, and she calmed down a little after the pain, but her face was so bad that she just couldn't write "I am a murderer" on her face.
…
Qiao Nian is injured and will definitely not be able to attend the afternoon class.
Shen Hui gave her a three-day leave with a wave of her hand, allowing her to have a good rest at home.
Shen Qingqing was also frightened so much that Liang Bowen took her to the hospital for examination.
Qiao Nian packed her schoolbag and said hello to Chen Yuan. As soon as she walked out of the classroom, she heard several girls gathering together in the corridor. They looked in one direction with flushed cheeks and chatted quietly.
"Look, that man is so handsome."
"Oh my god, he is so handsome. Is he a celebrity?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen it on TV. Why did he come to our school? Is he the parent of someone in a certain class?"
"No way? You look so young."???.
"I don't know if he has a girlfriend. I really want to ask for WeChat."
Young and better looking than celebrities.
Qiao Nian didn't know why, but a monster's face appeared in her mind. Just when she was thinking about it, she looked up and saw a man walking in front of her. He was wearing a white shirt for the first time today, and his collar was messy.
He opened it, revealing a section of his neck with smooth lines. His eyes were deep and three-dimensional, and his tall nose looked a bit like a mixed race. He could touch those dark and bloodthirsty narrow eyes, and he was shocked to realize that he was a mixed race.
He walked through the crowd. There were so many people, but the principal and dean were beside him, telling him something.
But he seems to stand out from the crowd, with a strong aura that can be seen at a glance.
"Young Master Ye, I..." Principal Yu was still beside him and said something carefully.
Ye Wangchuan listened in one ear and out the other, but didn't hear anything in his heart. He kept looking for someone. Finally, he saw the person he was looking for through the crowd.
He shook off the people following him, walked over quickly, passed through the crowd, and walked up to Qiao Nian. He first checked her up and down, lowered his head with concern in his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Does your hand still hurt?"
pain?"
He was so close, his breath was close to her skin, and there were so many people around. Qiao Nian's heart was involuntarily confused, and she felt less at ease: "...it's okay."
I was confused and wondering why he came to school.
His face is so eye-catching, I wonder with my toes how many people will guess his identity after today.
Ye Wangchuan lowered his eyes and stared at her porcelain white and bloodless profile, and saw her drooping eyelashes, which were so curved that they touched the apex of people's hearts.
He just didn't hide the anxiety in his eyes and his frown.
She also disliked coming here by herself.
Clearly being despised, Ye Wangchuan's thin lips curled up slightly for no apparent reason. His eyes fell on Qiao Nian's rolled-up sleeves and the shocking gauze wrapped around his arms. Blood could be seen inside the gauze. His eyes suddenly turned cold.
Suddenly he pulled her over, bent down and picked her up.
Principal Yu and others who followed him were stunned.
Ye Wangchuan didn't take them seriously. He glanced at the person in his arms, his face as dark as water, and he said with a condescending aura: "Principal Yu, I won't say more, you know what should be done.
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