Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Feng Feng stared calmly at her as if he was waiting for her to show him around campus.
Qiao Yaruan waited for the Dean to leave before she shot Feng Feng a vicious glare. “Silver Screen King Feng, is the silver screen no longer enough to satisfy your desires?”
Feng Feng leaned against the edge of a table and stared at Qiao Yaruan who resisted the urge to scream at him. Indeed, if he went by one day without seeing her in an angry state, he would not feel comfortable.
“Of course, life is the actual performance,” Feng Feng replied matter-of-factly.
Qiao Yaruan hugged the book in her hands and looked up at him in a serious manner. “Silver Screen King Feng, have I offended you?” Qiao Yaruan asked straightforwardly.
“If you think about it, you’ve offended me quite a few times. For example, that incident outside that KFC, the time you kicked me.” Feng Feng bent down until his lips lingered near her ear.
Qiao Yaruan instinctively took one step back and stared at him with ever-growing seriousness. She knew that it was definitely not a small offense. Otherwise, he would not have glared at her so viciously last night and nearly choked her to death.
Why would he do that if not for absolute hatred?
“So kicking you once is all it takes to make you want to strangle me? You sure have a long reflex arc, Silver Screen King Feng.” Qiao Yaruan passed by him after mocking him.
“About your graduate dissertation, I think I might join in as your dissertation lecturer,” Feng Feng suddenly spoke up.
Qiao Yaruan suddenly paused and turned around to stare in disbelief at Feng Feng who was smiling at her. “Do you think that this would scare me? The Dean would never approve this if it causes the top student of the entire class to be unable to graduate.”
Feng Feng walked to her and put his hands in his pocket. Qiao Yaruan would never have thought that the man before her was thirty years old, eight years older than her, if she had not seen his records before.
“That’s right, top of the class. But for Shui Anluo, that’s hard to say.” Feng Feng spoke in a low voice but the threat in his tone was obvious.
“You…” Qiao Yaruan gritted her teeth and glared at Feng Feng. However, she chuckled. “Do you think that I’m stupid? Are you planning to challenge Director Chu?”
“Do you really think that Eldest Chu will protect Shui Anluo all the time? Even so, as long as she fails, I can prevent her from graduating anyway.”
Qiao Yaruan’s grip around her book tightened and her body grew tense as well. “Feng Feng, don’t you think that dragging others into our dispute is too despicable?”
She was certain that there was some kind of dispute between them but she had no idea how she had managed to offend him in the past.
Feng Feng looked down and straightened his clothes. “Despicable? In this world, any method used to achieve one’s goals is completely rational. Qiao Yaruan, I’ll be waiting for you in the 3rd Lecturer’s Block on the fifth floor, office number 507 on the first day of classes.” Feng Feng declared as his warm breath brushed across her ear again. After he saw Qiao Yaruan’s trembling figure, he strode off in good spirits.
Qiao Yaruan felt cold as she turned around and stared at his elegant and unconventional figure. She would have remembered if she had ever met an evil-doer like Feng Feng before so she was quite certain that she had never met him before this.
However, even so, why does he hate her so much?
That was right, he hates her. Even though he had concealed it very well, she was still able to sense it.