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Zhang Fu had just applied the medicine that Rong Qi had given him. Instantly, he felt the pain lessen significantly. But he wasnât concerned about what kind of medicine it was; his mind was preoccupied with what would happen once the Duan family arrived and what Rong Qi would do.
âRong Qi, maybe you should go home for now. Weâve already called Han Ning over. Heâll figure out a way to get here,â said Zhang Fu.
After all, the Duan family was one of the four great families in the capital, with immeasurable strength behind them. The Zhang family had some means, but compared to the Duan family, they werenât on the same level. The Duan family could crush them with a flick of their finger.
Moreover, the Duan family was notorious for their retribution. Now that their only son had been crippled, they wouldnât rest until Rong Qi had paid a severe price. However, Rong Qi, sitting in the chair, said, âIf I donât stay here, youâll all be wasted. Instead of urging me to leave, you might as well go get me something to eat.â
âIâm on it,â Huang Hao said, turning to leave. But as he did, Xing Han walked in from outside.
âDean Xing?â
Huang Hao and the others tensed, wondering if the Duan family had arrived so soon. Normally when Xing Han showed up, it meant trouble. The Class 7 students watched nervously as Xing Han approached.
But when Xing Han came in, his face, which was originally stern, softened into a smile upon seeing Rong Qi surrounded by her classmates. He produced a thermos from behind his back and presented it to Rong Qi as if he were offering treasure. He said, âPresident Zhang insisted that I deliver this to you personally. Itâs still hot; go ahead and eat.â
Everyoneâs jaws dropped at the sight of Xing Hanâs action. The usually disliked dean was unexpectedly warm to Rong Qi today.
âDean Xing, whatâs gotten into you?â they asked, dumbfounded. They couldnât believe their eyes that Xing Han would cozy up to Rong Qi.
Xing Han placed the thermos down, straightened his posture, and reverted to his usual, irritable self. With his hands behind his back, he scolded, âDonât you know your instructor canât go hungry? Can you afford the consequences if something happens? A bunch of thoughtless kids. As for the fight in the cafeteria, prepare to be disciplined and weâll be having a meeting with your parents!â
That was the annoying Xing Han everyone from Class 7 knew. They returned to their defiant selves, giving him a dirty look before turning away in unison.
Suddenly, they all whipped back to face Xing Han, startling him.
âWhat did you say? Ms. Sevenâ¦â
Xing Han patted his chest and glared at the Class 7 students. He was scared to death, thinking they were going to hit him! He said irritably, âWhat? Donât you know? Rong Qi, she isâ¦â
BANG!
âWho is Rong Qi? Come out here!â
Before Xing Han could finish his sentence, the infirmary door was violently kicked open. A well-dressed, fierce-looking woman with a designer bag stormed in.
Xing Han frowned and said, âMrs. Duan, this is a university, not your home, please behave yourself.â
Mrs. Duan gave Xing Han a sinister glance, her voice rising, âMy son got crippled in the university, Xing Han, and if you donât give me a satisfactory explanation, this is far from over! Iâll ask again, who is Rong Qi? Hand her over yourself. Otherwise, donât blame me for not holding back because of our past acquaintance.â
The fierce, imposing woman was none other than Duan Shujieâs mother. Her gaze swept the room and then fixed on Rong Qi, who was calmly sipping soup with a spoon.
Mrs.. Duan pointed straight at Rong Qi and asked, âAre you Rong Qi?â