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  What a despicable and hateful person Lei Yong was!

  Zhao Zheng was observing Su Yue’s reaction and his lips curled into a cold leer. “Actually, if I didn’t bump into you today, I would have looked for you, too. Bai Jing is your friend, and you should advise her to cherish herself.”


  Zhao Zheng sounded as he if was criticizing Bai Jing for being a loose person, and Su Yue became defensive. She lifted her chin and coldly glanced at him. “You don’t even know how she is like.”


  Bai Jing was being forced to do such things against her will!

  Yesterday, she had seen how Bai Jing had lost her temper. And she said that she wouldn’t do such things again and that her family shouldn’t look for her anymore.

  So her stepfather or brother must have forced her.

  She needed to tell her third brother and third sister-in-law so that they could help her.

  “Get in, I’ll give you a lift.” Zhao Zheng suddenly got off and opened the back door.

  However, Su Yue didn’t want to so she declined once more. “It’s all right, thank you, Professor Zhao.”


  Although she said thank you, there wasn’t an ounce of sincerity in her tone.

  Zhao Zheng’s expression hardened for a fleeting moment before resuming a warm smile on his face. “Su Yue, the reason I take extra care of you is only because of your third sister-in-law. It has nothing to do with your third brother.”


  He had annoyed Su Yue, and so she raised an eyebrow. She snarled, “My third sister-in-law is the wife of Flourish & Prosper’s President. We don’t need your concern.”


  How could this guy not understand what she was trying to say? Was he an alien?

  He should go to outer space in that case.

  Su Yue didn’t look at Zhao Zheng and she quickly strode away.

  Zhao Zheng’s eyes were blazing with fury as Su Yue walked away. He slammed the door and it had badly shocked Su Yue, who was already a distance away.

  Zhao Zheng felt that Su Yue resembled Yan Rusheng in many aspects. Every time he talked to her, he would sod with anger. He yelled at the diminishing figure. “You’re so young but you have such a sharp tongue!”


  Su Yue halted her footsteps and slowly turned around. “Professor Zhao, I hope you don’t circulate those photos.”


  She appeared nonchalant but the expression in her eyes was cold and solemn.

  She explicitly told Zhao Zheng not to circulate those photos. She didn’t even beat around the bush.

  This was the way she was.

  Zhao Zheng noticed her expression and his heart quivered a little. He spoke coldly, “Of course. I’m a professor. How could I spread rumors of students?”


  Su Yue didn’t respond and merely turned around.

  She flagged a taxi on the main road.

  She reached the hospital and went straight to Bai Jing’s ward. There were two beds in her ward and Bai Jing was resting on one of them.

  Bai Jing was looking out of the window, lost in her thoughts. Her eyebrows were knitted and she seemed grave and unhappy.

  She was on an IV drip.

  “Bai Jing.” Su Yue softly called for her before she had closed the door. She quietly walked over.

  Bai Jing snapped out of her daze and glanced at Su Yue. “I already asked you not to come.”


  “How are you?” Su Yue sat down on a chair and noticed how pale she looked. Her mind wandered to the photo that Zhao Zheng had shown her.

  Worry filled Su Yue’s eyes.

  “I’m fine.” Bai Jing shook her head lightly and smiled. “Just a little unwell.”