Chapter 592: 514 Who Are You Looking Down On? Master Ying [1 More Chapter]_3 Chapter 592: 514 Who Are You Looking Down On? Master Ying [1 More Chapter]_3 [Smile][Smile][Smile] What’s with that expression? I’m just trying to be friendly.
She shouldn’t have expected Xue Guohua, a man of her grandfather’s generation, to understand the current meaning of a smiley face.
There’s a generation gap between young people and the elderly.
Just then, Xue Guohua sent another message.
[You can do it, Xiao Han, crush that wench from the Department of Physics.]
Ji Li naturally wouldn’t follow them, and Ying Zijin followed Li Han all the way to the university student activity center.
Yan Anhe also just happened to come down from upstairs, followed by several Student Council ministers.
A girl looked up and suddenly said, “Anhe, look, isn’t that Li Han?”
Yan Anhe looked over, her expression changing.
Li Han, how could she be mingling with Ying Zijin?
What kind of interaction do these two have?
“Li Han is truly strong. Before her, the captain of the school debate team had always been a male. After she joined, she secured the position of the strongest offensive debater, and no one could compete with her,” another girl said, “But she’s indeed very fierce; no wonder the last president of the Student Council preferred you over her, Anhe.”
“But her grades are also really good, I heard that several internationally renowned professors have sent her invitations.”
Yan Anhe indifferently withdrew her gaze without giving another look, the corners of her mouth curling into a mocking smile, “Then she’d better stay alive until graduation.”
The girl who had just spoken jumped in fright, “Anhe, don’t be rash. Li Han isn’t in the same faculty as you, and there’s no conflict of interest between you two.”
Within Imperial Capital University, the most well-known female students were undoubtedly Yan Anhe and Li Han.
Both were first in their faculties and very attractive.
But those in the know were aware that they didn’t get along.
“What are you talking about?” Yan Anhe frowned, her tone somewhat unpleasant, “I mean she’s brought it upon herself, her facial features indicate a short life span.”
“Facial… features indicate a short life?” The girl paused, somewhat surprised, “Anhe, you know how to read faces?”
Yan Anhe didn’t respond, which was taken as confirmation.
Of course, she didn’t know how to read faces or predict fortunes.
But she knew the master from the Feng Shui Alliance.
This was all because of Yan Ruoxue’s connections within the Ji Family’s elite circle.
Once, when she asked the master to check her house, they passed by Imperial Capital University and encountered Li Han.
That master took a special look at Li Han and directly stated that Li Han wouldn’t live past twenty-two, there was a calamity in her fate.
Yan Anhe knew full well that the masters in the Feng Shui Alliance weren’t charlatans—they were genuinely skilled.
If that master said so, it proved that Li Han was destined for a short life.
What good was a bright future for someone with a short lifespan?
Yan Anhe twisted her brows.
Yet, here were Li Han and Ying Zijin getting to know each other, looking quite harmonious, which certainly wasn’t something she wanted to see.
She pursed her lips, her mind racing to come up with a plan.
On this side, Li Han led Ying Zijin into the office.
The office setup was very simple.
Li Han poured two glasses of water: “Have a seat, Junior Ying. There’s no one else here.”
Ying Zijin sat down, holding the paper cup, and slowly began, “Senior Sister Li, three years ago, you were in a car accident and almost couldn’t take the college entrance exam.”
Li Han’s expression froze.
“Two years ago, at the new talent singing competition held by Imperial Capital University, you were accidentally pushed off the stage and spent a week recuperating in the hospital.”
“Last month, you had a close call with falling debris from a high place, narrowly missing being hit.”
Ying Zijin looked up and finally said, “Within three months, your death is certain.”
In the office, the second hand ticked away.