No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

At seven o'clock in the morning, there were still not many students on campus. A line of black cars drove into the campus from the west gate, making a great commotion. Passing students were curious and watched the vehicles driving into the school.

The lead black sedan drove into the West Campus. After the car stopped downstairs, the driver opened the door, stepped out, and the man with long, slender legs strode up to the second floor in the elevator, followed by bodyguards.

The security personnel on the second floor saw a man with an imposing aura approaching from not far away, one hand in his pocket. They reached out to stop him, saying, "Excuse me, sir, you cannot enter this classroom without a permit."

Before the security personnel could react, foreign bodyguards in black appeared out of nowhere and blocked the way, making way for the man. Pei Zhan smoothly entered the classroom where Jiang Hua was. Several bodyguards stood guard at the door, preventing anyone from entering.

The security guard outside shouted, "Sir, this is illegal trespassing. If you don't come out, I'll call the police."

When Pei Zhan saw Jiang Hua in front of the workbench, her back to him, sketching a rough outline on the drawing board, his sharp aura softened a bit. He slowed his pace as he approached, his every move appearing extremely cautious.

"When I was lying in bed unable to move, I didn't see you this anxious." Jiang Hua held a paintbrush in her hand, sketching the original shape of the jewelry. To cover the scar on her forehead, she found a black silk scarf to wrap around the wound when she left the hospital. She came to school just as dawn was breaking, because she didn't want others to see her ugly appearance.

"Huahua... let's go back to the hospital, okay?"

Upon hearing his voice, Jiang Hua frowned slightly with displeasure, but continued doing her own thing. "Mr. Pei, I think you've entered the wrong classroom."

"Song Qingran's classroom is across the street, next door."

The set being repaired was so badly damaged that restoring it to its original state would be quite troublesome. Otherwise, the other party wouldn't have given a deposit of 100,000 yuan so readily. Although Jiang Hua was somewhat dismissive of the 100,000 yuan, since she had agreed to it, she didn't want to back out halfway.

The techniques for cutting these gemstones are too general, and the methods have almost been lost. Jiang Hua has to cut and polish some of them herself with tools. If there is a mistake along the way, she has to start all over again.

However, at that moment, Professor Guo suddenly walked into the classroom and, seeing the extra person, asked, "Is this... President Pei?"

"Looking for Huahua?"

"But you'll have to wait a bit, I have something to tell Huahua."

"Huahua, come with me for a moment."

Jiang Hua followed Professor Guo out to a quiet corridor. "Regarding your application to reinstate the jewelry restoration major, the school leadership has decided that it will be difficult after considering all factors. Moreover... there are very few people who can actually get in touch with this kind of industry. You are the daughter of the Jiang family and have connections and resources, but it will be difficult for children from ordinary families to pursue this path."

"The school leaders decided to stop enrolling students in this major because the employment rate was too low, which was the main reason."

"Currently, in the jewelry restoration interest class, under the open-book exam, apart from you getting full marks, only Song Qingran barely passed the 65-point mark. This level is already considered excellent for other freshmen. The others are all in the 30s or 40s. There is too little material on this type, and it all involves blind spots outside of our knowledge."

The jewelry hobby class even has Song Qingran. It seems that the design department of Jiang's is too idle. She likes to meddle in everything.

Jiang Hua: "I understand, Professor. Please give me two days to think about it, and I will give you an answer the day after tomorrow."

Professor Guo nodded. "I know you want to finish what your mother didn't finish, but first focus on healing your injuries. We can talk about other things later."

"It's all about human effort. Your teacher believes in your abilities, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

In the past, Jiang Hua could simply say the word and reap the rewards, since her father would help her accomplish whatever she wanted. Back then, she thought that with money, there was nothing she couldn't do. Now, however, when Jiang Hua tries to accomplish something on her own, it's never as smooth as she imagined.

My father said that when my mother started the jewelry restoration major, the entry requirements were very high, but there were still many people eager to get in.

Things are different now. Trying to revive this major at Imperial University is like having a huge boulder blocking the way. The only way is to remove the boulder.

Jiang Hua turned back, her temper flaring up as she lashed out at the bodyguards at the door, "What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out! You're so annoying!"

bodyguard:?

Jiang Hua ripped the black gauze scarf off her head and threw it directly at Pei Zhan. Pei Zhan wasn't angry; he simply folded the scarf neatly and draped it over his arm. "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Hua was packing her things when she opened the drawer where she usually kept her things and discovered that the USB video file containing a lot of information about jewelry restoration was missing.

"I've lost something. Have your people come and help me look for it. There's a USB drive with a pink crystal doll pendant attached. Be careful, I have security cameras here. You can't afford to pay for what you've lost."

The bodyguards searched every nook and cranny of the classroom, even under the desks and in the cracks in the walls, but they couldn't find it.

Twenty minutes passed, and Jiang Hua could only call back to Yulong Bay, wondering if she had left it at home.

A figure ran out of the classroom and into another classroom. Xiao Yu, panting, found Xue Ruyao, her heart pounding. "I saw Jiang Hua come back, with bodyguards in suits. Ruyao, have you finished copying everything?"

"If we don't return it soon, and if they find out and call the police, they'll find us."

Xue Ruyao said nonchalantly, "After this class, it'll be about time. Then... we'll give Jiang Hua a huge surprise."

"I promise I'll make sure Jiang Hua can't stay in school."

Xiaoyu, still shaken, asked, "Should we tell Qingran about this?"

Xue Ruyao: "After I finish copying and collecting some other information about Jiang Hua, we can tell her then."

"Qingran was in a car accident not long ago and has a lot of things to do, so let's not bother her."

Xiaoyu suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh right, I saw several cars parked downstairs. Those people seemed to be looking for Jiang Hua, but I don't know why."

Xue Ruyao watched as the computer was transmitting data; the progress had reached three percent, with two hours remaining.

"Could it be that Jiang Hua's sugar daddy came to the school to see her? Let's go check it out, maybe there'll be something interesting..."

Song Qingran arrived a little late. She was carrying her schoolbag and rushing to class. She quickened her pace and went upstairs, only to hear a familiar voice coming from the stairwell.

"Do you even know how to tie it? Don't mess up my hair..."