As Jiang Tao stepped out the front door, her feet paused for a moment. In the end, she decided to hide behind the wall and wait a few minutes. After confirming that Uncle Zhang didn’t discover her actions, she finally relaxed and returned to her room happily.
A few minutes later, the secretary at the headquarters of Huo Corporation received a phone call from the Huo Manor.
Just one word was enough to highlight the importance.
Knock knock knock—
There was suddenly a knock on the meeting room door. A man was seated in front of a room of almost a hundred people.
“Come in.”
Huo Yunque lowered his gaze and tapped on the table with his pen. “Continue,” he said indifferently.
“Yes, Boss.”
At that moment, Huo Qi rushed in hurriedly. He glanced at the people in the meeting room, walked over to Huo Yunque, and leaned over slightly. He then whispered something beside his ear.
“Oh?”
Without any change in his expression, the man threw down his pen and slowly stood up.
“The meeting is postponed.”
Before his voice even fell, he had already walked out the meeting room door.
His steps were calm and he had a graceful posture.
But only those that knew him, noticed that he was walking a lot faster than usual.
…
Outside the school, a variety of private cars were parked outside even though school wasn’t over yet.
The people that stepped out were all dressed like successful people. As they stepped out, they all looked at each other in surprise.
“Did your kid call you too?”
“You too?”
The atmosphere was suddenly awkward. This was the first time they had witnessed a scene like this.
“Oh? President Liu is here too? It’s an honor to see you.”
“Mrs. Wei? Long time no see. You’ve gotten more beautiful!”
“Oh, shucks. Let’s go in together.”
“You first, please…”
Their social circle was only so big. Although they didn’t meet regularly, they did cross paths in business.
So they all began to talk outside the school gates.
…
Class 3-1.
The class had already been running for over ten minutes. Song Jingwan glanced at the empty seats including An Feiran’s.
That morning, she had actually seen Yan Ruoyang stretching out his leg to trip An Feiran. But, so what? It wasn’t worth offending the only son of the Yans, Yan Ruoyang, over a weak and useless poor kid.
But what happened? Why weren’t they back yet? Did something happen?
Buzz—
Her phone vibrated.
Song Jingwan quietly shoved her hand under her desk, snuck a glance at the teacher who was teaching at the front, and secretly lowered her head.
Xu Yue: Song Yaoyao’s screwed.
Song Jingwan: Did she cause trouble again?
Xu Yue: She didn’t just cause trouble! She smashed Yan Ruoyang’s head with a stone and she instructed the third class to beat up Liu Peng and Deng Qi until their faces were bruised and swollen. Jingwan, I really think Song Yaoyao’s lost her mind. Is this something that a normal person would do?
She smashed someone’s head just because they didn’t agree with her. Where did she get the guts to do that?
Song Jingwan’s hand trembled and she almost dropped her phone on the ground.
A weird expression appeared on her face. It wasn’t clear whether she was happy or confused.
After Xu Yue explained the entire incident to her, her lips curved into a smile.
Song Yaoyao, you’re certainly not afraid of causing trouble…
“Miss!”
Song Jingwan suddenly raised her hand. “I want to go to the bathroom.”
“Huh? Okay, go ahead.”
Song Jingwan was normally well-behaved in class, and her results were good, so the teacher agreed as soon as she saw it was her.
“Thank you, Miss!”
After saying this, Song Jingwan quietly placed her phone in her pocket and scurried out of the room.