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Today is the sixteenth.

The fifteenth moon is sixteen round.

Under the beautiful moonlight outside, Song Beiyou continued to lie on the beanbag chair for a while longer.

Song Nanwan's plan to have He Qian kill her wouldn't just end there; she would have to accumulate evidence little by little.

Slowly, bit by bit, they destroyed Song Nanwan.

Finally, it erupts at a crucial moment.

Of course, she also wanted to see what kind of crazy things Song Nanwan would do next.

See where a person's bottom line is.

at this time.

Song family.

Song Nanwan had already been brought back by Song He'an and Su Jingxian.

At this moment, Old Madam Song was also sitting in the living room, discussing what she had seen and heard that day.

My mood has been up and down today.

Song Nanwan was sometimes nervous, sometimes conflicted, sometimes excited, and sometimes disappointed...

There are many reasons for the disappointment.

First, Song Beiyou is not dead.

Secondly, I don't quite understand why Duan Yao is biased towards Song Beiyou and speaks up for Song Beiyou at every turn.

Third, Qin Shuhao was always depressed after breaking off his engagement with Song Beiyou.

She saw it all and felt incredibly sad.

Now, after the online discussion took a turn for the better, I feel much better.

That's how it should be done. We need to ruin Song Beiyou's reputation so that Qin Shuhao will feel that she is the only one in the world who is most suitable for him.

Madam Song's voice suddenly rang out, "Are you saying that Old Master Qin and Duan Yao's attitudes towards Song Beiyou are very strange?"

Song He'an nodded, "That's right, I always felt like they knew each other before."

Coming to her senses, Song Nanwan was the first to retort, "How could that be!"

Song Beiyou had just returned to the capital when he met Old Qin and Third Master Duan somewhere.

It's Duan Yu!

Yes, Duan Yu, the nephew of Master Duan, likes Song Beiyou. He must have asked his uncle to help Song Beiyou.

She didn't want to admit it from the bottom of her heart.

She also tried to get her family to agree with her ideas.

Su Jingxian, who has never had much of her own opinion, nodded. "What Wanwan said makes a lot of sense."

Bei You really didn't have much of a chance to get to know Old Master Qin and Third Master Duan.

Song He'an seemed thoughtful about Song Nanwan's words. "If Duan Yu likes Bei You, it doesn't seem like such a bad thing."

"Dad!" Song Nanwan suddenly stood up. "What are you thinking about?"

Song Beiyou has no relation to our Song family anymore!

Furthermore, given the Duan family's background, they would be even less likely to accept a woman with mental health issues.

Old Madam Song, who had been listening quietly to them, twirled the Buddhist prayer beads in her hand. "Wanwan is right."

The severing of ties is now a fact, and no one in the Song family should mention this matter again.

Let's pretend Song Beiyou never existed.

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The next day.

As scheduled, Song Beiyou arrived at Imperial Capital University on time.

Just as she parked her car and started walking towards the teaching building, her counselor, Xu Ke, rushed over and stopped her, calling out, "Bei You, Bei You."

No, no, no, don't go upstairs yet.

Or you could come to my office to lay low for a while.

Song Beiyou wasn't intimidated by Xu Ke's agitation. He raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the classroom. "Is someone causing me trouble?"

Xu Ke was young, but had progressive and protective ideas. She stammered, "Yes, why don't we go home first? Anyway, don't come to school for the next couple of days."

"Come back when this matter has faded somewhat, okay?"

Xu Ke almost coaxed Song Beiyou, afraid that he would be bullied if he didn't go home.

Song Beiyou looked at her, then suddenly smiled brightly, "Teacher Xu, do you believe me?"

Xu Ke was stunned by Song Beiyou's sudden smile, and her voice rose, "I believe you!"

Of course I believe it!

"You were personally handed over to me by Principal Ji, of course I trust you!"

Song Beiyou slung the book bag over his shoulder and winked at Xu Ke, "That's fine then."

After saying that, she walked confidently and cheerfully toward the teaching building.

Xu Ke watched her retreating figure, "Wow~"

When she finally realized what was happening, she cried out, "Wait for me, Bei You, wait for me..."

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Upstairs, at the entrance to the private classroom for the third-year Computer Science Class A.

A large group of students from various departments of Imperial University surrounded them.

Many people were holding small fans and banners. The messages on the fans and banners were all about investigating Song Beiyou and getting her to give an explanation for why she was able to transfer to another class.

They all came with a menacing air, giving the impression that they were about to storm into their classroom to find someone.

Duan Yu stood alone at the classroom door, shouting, "If you want to find someone, you'll have to take me down first!"

These people were still somewhat wary of Duan Yu's identity.

"Young Master Duan, this has nothing to do with you. We just want the truth."

"Yes, Young Master Duan, we all studied hard and overcame numerous obstacles to get into Imperial University. Why should Song Beiyou, a madman from a mental hospital, be allowed in?"

"We just want to know if Song Beiyou got into Imperial University through some unknown means because of her face."

"Young Master Duan, get out of the way!"

"Young Master Duan, get out of the way!"

A chorus of words erupted from them.

The more they talked, the more bizarre it became, and the more they steered Song Beiyou toward "obscenity."

Inside the classroom.

Apart from Song Beiyou and Duan Yu, who was blocking the door, everyone else was inside.

Fu Ming felt a little sorry for so many people treating such a young woman, so he asked Qin Shuhao, who was standing next to him, "Shuhao, do we need to help her?"

After all, Song was your former fiancée.

Qin Shuhao snorted coldly, "No need."

He doesn't need to cause trouble at this time.

Fu Ming pursed his lips, "Okay."

The noise outside the classroom grew louder and louder, and the people present became increasingly excited.

Duan Yu's fighting prowess is undeniable, but one voice is far from enough to contend with dozens of voices.

Just as someone was trying to pull Duan Yu away, someone behind him pulled out a wooden stool and slammed it heavily to the ground.

The loud noise startled many people.

It instantly silenced the noisy scene.

When everyone turned around to look at the source of the sound, they found that Song Beiyou, whom they were looking for, had appeared behind them.

She wore a tight black outfit underneath, and a high-quality cocoon-shaped gray trench coat over it, which accentuated her tall figure of 1.7 meters. A white backpack was casually slung over her shoulder, and her hands were in her pockets.

Seeing everyone turn to look at her, she raised an eyebrow. "Looking for me?"

Her voice was cool yet full of confidence. She glanced at the banners and fans in everyone's hands and said, "Are you all waiting for me to give you the truth?"

How can I prove that my admission to Imperial College is legitimate?

Everyone present inexplicably became timid, and no one knew why.

Song Beiyou was just one person, while they were "a vast army".

After a while, a brave female student stepped forward, raising her chin, and said, "Yes!"

You must provide a convincing truth, otherwise we will definitely ask the school to expel you.

Once one person speaks, others follow suit.

The classroom doorway became lively again.

Song Beiyou's lips curled slightly, "Alright, take a look at the official website of Imperial University. It has all the valid proof that I entered Imperial University based on my real talents and abilities!"