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Chapter 117 Song Zhixian: Jingda is owned by my family; a man in a suit and tie found the classroom:

There were constant noises coming from the principal's office.

"She beat me up like this on campus, and you didn't even expel her, not even giving her a serious warning? And you still want me to make peace?!"

"Are you kidding me?!"

Cheng Hao was extremely excited.

He had one arm hanging, a bandage on his forehead, multiple scratches on his face, and dark brown medicine smeared on it. He looked a little scary with his furious eyes bared.

The counselor kept comforting Cheng Hao.

But Cheng Hao couldn't calm down at all.

"Classmate, calm down first. I already understand what happened."

The principal has a kind and friendly face, but speaks with dignity and authority, and speaks in a businesslike tone, discussing the matter at hand without showing favoritism.

"It's definitely wrong for Wen to assault a classmate on campus, but you caused this incident yourself. Wen also accused you of sexual harassment in class. We've also interviewed many classmates, and they all say it's true. Last night, you were the first to verbally abuse Wen after your advances were rejected. You can't escape responsibility for this."

"If you feel it's unfair, then both of you will be given a serious warning. The school can also contact both of your parents to handle the matter."

Cheng Hao pointed at Wen Li, his eyes wide with anger. "Who the hell sexually harassed her? This is pure slander!"

He then sneered, "Contact my parents? Do you know who my dad is? If you're not afraid of getting into trouble, go ahead and contact them!"

"Alright, you're biased towards her and won't deal with her, right? I'll handle it myself!" Cheng Hao said, fiercely threatening Wen Li, "Just wait and get ready to spend your whole life in jail, and then beg for mercy!"

Cheng Hao was furious and slammed the door and left.

Song Baiyan: "Hey, classmate, classmate, you, hey..."

Sighed helplessly.

The principal was very angry.

"How could this parent raise their child like this? I've repeatedly stressed that Peking University admissions shouldn't just be based on grades! Morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor, with 'morality' coming first. If anyone ignores my words and doesn't do their background check properly during next year's admissions, I'll..."

The principal is angry.

Seeing Song Baiyan happily running to the sofa to sit down and make tea, he warmly greeted Wen Li who was strolling to the window to enjoy the scenery: "Classmate Wen, come here."

The principal then looked at Wen Li, who was watching Cheng Hao go crazy as if nothing had happened and had nothing to do with it, like a bystander.

Song Baiyan waved to Wen Li: "Come, come, have some tea."

The principal looked at the two people who were in good spirits: "..."

He was on the line the whole time, and these two were just watching the show. They didn't even ask for support to help, and they still had the nerve to make tea for him.

Seeing that the two of them had completely forgotten that he was in the office, the principal coughed twice to remind them of his presence.

"Is she the Wen Li you and Zhixian often mentioned?"

"That's right, she's a true mathematical genius. Even Zhixian and I feel ashamed of ourselves." Song Baiyan generously gave a thumbs-up to Wen Li, who was sitting across from him. "No, she's definitely worthy of being called a leader in mathematics."

"It's a pity that she has no interest in mathematics..."

Speaking of this, Song Baiyan's face was full of sadness and regret.

He urged and even begged Wen Li to change his major more than once.

The principal looked at the man carefully.

Putting aside her appearance and math skills, this state of mind is something that few of her peers can possess. If she hadn't said that she was the person involved, he would have thought that it was a classmate who sneaked in just to watch the fun.

On the other hand, Cheng Hao just now...

"Student Wen, let me introduce you to my relative, Zhixian's grandfather, your principal." Song Baiyan said with a smile.

Wen Li nodded politely to the principal.

It's just a greeting.

headmaster:"……"

"How did you study computer science when you're so good at math?"

Wen Li said truthfully, "I'm better at computers."

headmaster:"???"

Song Baiyan: "Ah?"

He didn't even bother to make tea. "Computers are better than math? Then what level of computer skills do you have?"

Wen Li took a sip of tea and casually replied, "It won't be a problem to become a programmer after graduation."

Song Baiyan was skeptical.

Cheng Hao left the principal's office angrily and took out his cell phone to call his father.

Before I could get through, I ran into someone head-on.

Looking at Song Zhixian who was obviously coming for him,

Cheng Hao was fearless: "Are you here to stand up for Wen Li or to intercede for him? I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business. Get out of here!"

Song Zhixian stared at Cheng Hao and said coldly, "If you still want to continue studying at Peking University, stay away from Wen Li."

Cheng Hao was disdainful and sneered as if he had heard a funny joke: "Just you? Do you think your family owns Beijing University?"

He stuck his neck out, looking arrogant and ferocious.

If Cheng Hao didn't know that Song Zhixian was highly regarded by Peking University and seemed to have a professor grandfather, he would have taken out his anger on him.

Song Zhixian had no expression on his face, his voice was cold and indifferent, his tone was flat and hard: "You are right, Jingda is owned by my family."

Cheng Hao was speechless.

"I'll just say this once. Stop pestering Wen Li, and don't think you can bully her by relying on your family's influence." Song Zhixian stepped forward, his hands in his pockets, standing half a head taller than Cheng Hao. "If you're smart, you could have ended last night's incident right here. You can't afford to mess with her."

After Cheng Hao stood there in a daze for a moment, his face twisted and he turned around to glare at Song Zhixian's departing back.

"I'm not afraid of you. What's so great about Kyoto University? You have money, so why worry about not having a school to go to? The worst that can happen is you can go abroad!"

Cheng Hao continued to call his father.

He had lost so much face. If Wen Li had been safe and sound without even a warning, he would have had no face to stay in this school.

He had to put that bitch in jail and let her know what would happen if she messed with him.

He wanted her to come and beg him crying.

Cheng Hao didn't know if his father was in a meeting, and he couldn't get through to his father on the phone.

He walked all the way back to the classroom and saw Wen Li who had returned to the classroom before him. He stared at Wen Li for a moment with a fierce look as if it was filled with poison.

Then he returned to his seat and continued making the call.

The classmates were whispering.

His eyes moved between him and Wen Li.

Cheng Hao called his mother and asked, "Mom, do you have a relative who works as a deputy director at the Beijing Police Department?"

Cheng Hao didn't avoid everyone at all. Instead, he spoke very loudly, obviously speaking to Wen Li and everyone.

Most of the classmates looked at Wen Li with concern.

"Wen Li, it seems that Song Shen's family has some background. Professor Song Baiyan is his grandfather. Why don't you ask Song Shen for help?"

"Cheng Hao's family is rich, he won't let it go."

Li Qiqi came to Wen Li and helped him think of a solution.

Before Wen Li could say anything, there was a knock on the classroom door.

"Little Li."

Everyone subconsciously followed the sound.

I saw a man in a suit and tie, with the air of a business elite and the bearing of a rich nobleman.

The man had a faint smile on his face, looking gentle and easy-going. The pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose added a sense of alienation.

"so hot."

“Is this our school teacher?”

"Impossible! If this were a teacher in our school, with such beauty and temperament, how could we not know about this?"

"What did he just say? Is he here to look for someone?"