When Mu Ning rushed to Yang Fan, a teacher immediately came up and grabbed her, "What are you doing!"
"Yang Fan told the truth, and I feel dissatisfied." The female teacher folded her arms and hummed, "Principal, look at Mu Ning's grinning face, how dare you do something in the principal's office!"
Mu Ning didn't want to take action at all. She just didn't understand why Yang Fan switched sides and why he framed her and smeared her. She just wanted to go forward and ask clearly.
But before Mu Ning could refute, the female teacher raised her voice and her sharp and sarcastic voice echoed throughout the office.
"Hmph, a college student is still fighting. What the outside world says is absolutely correct. She is just a little girl who has no knowledge and skills and hangs out with a group of people from different religions! No wonder she has bad morals, cheats on exams, and sleeps with her. Get an exchange student spot!”
The office suddenly became quiet.
A group of students who were looking for the teacher gathered around the door. They all looked at Mu Ning being scolded with shock on their faces.
"Oh my god, I didn't expect to submit a report, but I got such a shocking surprise. It turns out that Mu Ning got his exchange student spot through sleeping!"
"She is so immoral in her private life. Fortunately, during the school recruitment meeting, Mr. Gu of the Gu Group offered her an olive branch."
"Maybe Mr. Gu also had an affair with her..."
"Keep your voice down. Don't spread rumors about Mr. Gu. If Mr. Gu finds out that someone is damaging his reputation in this way, be careful that the Gu's public relations department will sue you."
"Yeah, how could Mr. Gu like someone like her?"
…
There were a lot of people chirping outside the door, and some people had already taken the video and forwarded it to various forums and class groups.
Mu Ning clenched his fists and looked around at the people present.
The melon-eaters who didn't mind the trouble, the proud female teacher, the disappointed and angry professor, the school leaders with different expressions, and the silent Yang Fan.
Mu Ning's eyes passed over their faces one by one, and finally fell on Yang Fan.
The tall and thin young man always lowered his head and did not look at Mu Ning.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Yang Fan, why did you lie?"
"I don't……"
"Why are you trying to frame me and smear me?"
"I said, I didn't..."
Mu Ning's eyes turned red, "I risked everything to save you, have you forgotten? I thought we were friends."
"Yes, thank you for that."
"So, you can't tell them the truth?"
"That's the truth. What else do you want me to say?"
Mu Ning's eyes trembled, and he was a little excited, "Yang Fan, I will not misjudge the person. You will not do anything unconscionable. Who instructed you to do this?"
The young man pursed his lips and said nothing.
Mu Ning was still about to ask Yang Fan to say something, but the female teacher interrupted her sharply, "Okay, Mu Ning! Yang Fan was implicated in your matter and was severely punished. Do you still want him to protect you?"
After saying that, he walked to the principal's desk flatteringly, "Principal Peng, our school has been in existence for a hundred years, and its reputation has always been very good. But Mu Ning caused such an incident, and I don't know who exposed it on the Internet!"
The female teacher opened her phone and showed it to the principal, "Look at the comments section. There are hundreds of thousands of comments, all of which are accusing our school of having a bad culture. A prestigious school can teach such corrupt students."
The principal watched the video and frowned. The female teacher continued to fan the flames, "Mu Ning has brought shame to our school. If she is kept here, it will probably affect the enrollment of the next class."
The principal was silent for a moment, "It's hard to make a conclusion whether the outside world's judgment on Mu Ning comes from people's mouths. It's really unruly to expel Mu Ning from school rashly."
"But……"
The female teacher hurriedly wanted to interrupt, but the principal gave her a stern look and shut her up.
"School is a place to educate people. If Mu Ning is as bad as the rumors, we should educate him better."
"However, the organizer of this design competition is the University of Cadiz. Mu Ning won the award by cheating. The circumstances were egregious. The punishment given by the organizer was to cancel Mu Ning's exchange student quota and never admit him."
Mu Ning bit her white lips.
"Mu Ning." The principal looked at her with regret, "I have always been very optimistic about you. I thought you were outstanding and had a bright future, and would bring glory and dignity to the school. I didn't expect... ugh."
She lowered her eyes and said in a tone so light that it was almost inaudible, "I'm sorry, Principal Peng, to disappoint you."
"Does Mr. Gu know that you are doing this?"
Mu Ning lowered his head and said nothing.
"The school will also punish you for what happened this time, as a warning."
She paused and said, "Okay."
"Okay, let's all disperse." The principal waved his hand with a headache.
Mu Ning glanced at Yang Fan, turned around and left.
…
When we came out, it started to rain lightly and drizzlely outside.
Drenched in the rain, Mu Ning walked down the steps of the political and educational building.
Lu Xinting's car was parked outside the political and educational building. When she saw Mu Ning, she quickly got out of the car under an umbrella.
"How's it going? Did the teacher and the principal say anything? Who is jealous of you and is playing dirty tricks behind your back?" Lu Xinting was waiting anxiously in the car. When she saw her, she couldn't help but ask questions.
Mu Ning shook his head.
Seeing that she couldn't ask anything, Lu Xinting knew that the situation was not good, "It's raining, let's get in the car quickly."
As soon as Mu Ning got in the car, he didn't say anything. He sat in the seat and looked out the window numbly.
It rained heavily, and dense raindrops hit the glass windows, forming water flow. I turned on the heater in the car, and moisture quickly formed on the windows. It was completely white and nothing could be seen.
She kept her head tilted and her eyes open.
Lu Xinting glanced at her, "Ning Ning, where are you going now? I'll take you back home?"
Mu Ning didn't respond. After a while, he shook his head.
"Then where do you want to go?"
She thought for a moment, lowered her head, and said softly, "I'm hungry."
Lu Xinting felt extremely distressed.
She had only been violently consumed by Gu Zhiyin for two days. She didn't sleep much or eat much. Her face was pale and she looked haggard and weak.
I had an early flight this morning, so I probably didn't even have breakfast. I was called to the school to deal with things, so I spent the whole morning here.
"You silly girl, are you starving? Come on, I'll take you to a big dinner. Eat whatever you want. I'll treat you. Don't save me money."
Mu Ning closed his eyes and leaned against the window, "Eat whatever you want."
In fact, she had no appetite. She had a dull pain in her stomach after coming out of school. The pain intensified just now, and she realized that it was time to eat.
…
Lu Xinting took Mu Ning to a music restaurant.
This restaurant has an elegant setting with a lively atmosphere and a presence on the stage.
Lu Xinting hoped that she would be in a better mood.
Mu Ning looked at her with a tired face, "I want to be alone for a while, is that okay?"
Lu Xinting paused as she got out of the car, nodded, and handed the umbrella to her, "You should be safe alone. I will help you take your suitcase back to your villa. If you need anything, call me."
"good."
…
There was no one in the store during the day, except for Mu Ning's table. She ordered a table of delicious food and two bottles of wine.
The food was not touched at all, but the wine was finished.
She stood up from the table and staggered out of the restaurant.
It was still raining heavily outside and the wind was blowing.
Mu Ning's umbrella was blown away by the wind at some point, and she was walking alone in the rain.
