Lin Zhiyi had just walked outside the dormitory building when someone tapped her shoulder from behind.
Turning around, her classmate pointed breathlessly towards the direction of the academic building.
"Lin Zhiyi, Mr. Wu wants you to hurry to the director's office."
"Okay."
Lin Zhiyi turned and walked towards the academic building.
Along the way, many people stared and whispered about her, their eyes filled with malice.
It seemed to be another setup.
...
In the office.
As soon as Lin Zhiyi entered, she noticed that there were others besides Mr. Wu.
Gong Chen and Song Wanqiu.
Locking eyes with Gong Chen, his gaze was like that of a black mamba, seemingly ready to poison Lin Zhiyi in the next second.
She couldn't help but hold her breath for a moment, clenching her fists to stead her steps.
But Gong Chen's eyes never left her.
Then, a slender figure elegantly approached.
It was her... the vengeful ghost friend from her past life, Shen Yan.
Shen Yan had helped Lin Zhiyi when she fainted from low blood sugar during a part-time job, so she always trusted Shen Yan.
Almost blindly so.
But who could have thought that the impoverished Shen Yan and the wealthy Miss Song Wanqiu had actually been colluding in secret for a long time.
Shen Yan had always played a wolf in sheep's clothing around Lin Zhiyi.
Seeing Lin Zhiyi arrive, Shen Yan, as usual, pulled her hand with concern.
Before Lin Zhiyi could speak, Shen Yan preempted her, "Zhiyi, quickly apologize to Miss Song. I believe you didn't defame Miss Song online just for the competition slot."
So, it was about this.
Lin Zhiyi stared at her coldly, perhaps too directly, as her usually timid eyes flickered with guilt.
"Zhiyi, what's wrong? I'm also doing this for your own good. Apologize now and clarify things, return the competition slot to Miss Song, and the Third Young Master and the director will surely not pursue it."
If this had been her past life, Lin Zhiyi would have actually believed that Shen Yan was considering her best interests, afraid that she would offend the powerful.
Actually, it was just trying to get her to admit to slandering Song Wanqiu online about climbing into bed and forcing a marriage.
Lin Zhiyi subtly withdrew her hand and countered, "If you believe me, why do you want me to apologize? How is this apology any different from admitting guilt?"
Shen Yan choked, unable to speak for a long time, even staring at Lin Zhiyi with disbelief.
Hearing this, the director, who had been nodding and bowing at Gong Chen, turned around with a face full of anger.
"Lin Zhiyi! This is a school! Song Wanqiu is the candidate chosen by the school, and I've mentioned this before. I didn't expect you to harbor jealousy, first hyping yourself with the Third Young Master online, and then spreading rumors about Song Wanqiu. A student with such problematic thoughts and morals, we definitely won't agree for you to represent the school in the competition!"
Mr. Wu, who had always been supportive of Lin Zhiyi, couldn't stand to listen anymore.
"Director, Lin Zhiyi isn't that kind of person, she..."
Before he could finish, sobbing came from the sofa.
Song Wanqiu was nestled on Gong Chen's shoulder, her eyes brimming with tears, looking pitiful.
She inhaled and said, "Director, Mr. Wu, don't argue for me anymore. Give the slot to Zhiyi. My reputation is already ruined, and going out would only disgrace the school."
After speaking, she looked up at Gong Chen, her eyes seemingly filled with unspoken words, but ultimately, her eyes filled with grievance and she silently swallowed them.
"Third Young Master, I'm sorry, I've embarrassed you."
Even Mr. Wu, who had intended to help Lin Zhiyi, began to feel pity.
That was Song Wanqiu's skill, she always knew how to make others feel sorry for her.
Sure enough.
Gong Chen wrapped his arm around Song Wanqiu's shoulder, his long, jade-like hand gently caressing her clothing, affectionate and doting.
The exposed red jadeite ring revealed his unsurpassed authority.
He looked at Lin Zhiyi, his eyes deep and dangerous like the cold stars in the night sky, chilling and inscrutable.
He raised his hand and beckoned, his voice cold.
"Lin Zhiyi, come here, or you'll regret it."
Memories of Gong Chen not caring about her life and protecting Song Wanqiu in her past life flooded back like a tide.
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