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

Does Jiang Hua know about this?

"She probably doesn't know that, as you said, I haven't found Jiang Hua's registered account information in the school's user backend. She probably doesn't know that our school has this forum."

Shen Bao'er crossed her arms and walked with a swagger, wearing a luxurious vest-style cape jacket. Her long, dyed golden curls swayed slightly with her steps. "What does she know! She's been slandered so badly! And she still has the mind to attend class."

Where are the classrooms for first-year jewelry design students?

The other party said, "Sister Bao'er, classroom 203 on the second floor."

Shen Bao'er: "What was the name of the person who posted this again?"

Wang Jingjing: "Her name is Xue Ruyao."

Shen Bao'er: "Tch, what is that?"

The five people walked into classroom 203, where the students were studying.

Shen Bao'er has never been one to back down from trouble, so she barged into the classroom.

Wang Jingjing, who was behind Shen Bao'er, knocked on the door, and the door banged loudly.

Shen Bao'er stood on the podium, looking every bit the big sister.

All the students below the podium stared at the person who had come from nowhere.

Song Qingran was taking notes on the content of the lesson that had just been taught when her roommates, who were sitting in the same row as her, started whispering among themselves.

Xu Qing asked, "Isn't this Shen Bao'er, a junior in the same year as Jiang Hua? What's she doing in our department?"

Lü Huaiwei: "Could it be that they came because of the posts on the forum?"

Xu Qing: "Impossible. Yao Yao sent the post to the editor anonymously. How could she possibly know that it was us who did it?"

When Song Qingran heard them talking about posts, she asked, "Posts? What posts?"

Lu Huaiwei said somewhat guiltily, "It was when Jiang Hua bullied you last time, and Ru Yao took pictures of it. A few of us were so angry that we posted those photos on the school forum." Song Qingran: "What?!"

She took out her phone and saw the post on the school forum, which was now pinned to the top and was gaining more and more attention.

Song Qingran immediately became flustered.

If what happened were exposed, then her deal with Mr. Pei...

No... Absolutely!

This must not be known to anyone…

They must have come because of the post, but what do we do now?

She had worked so hard for so long to get into the university; this was her only chance to change her fate. Her mother was still waiting for her in the hospital. She...she couldn't...let her parents know and disappoint her.

Song Qingran devised many methods in a short time.

Now... is this the only way?

The only solution is to ask Mr. Pei to step in and resolve this matter.

But apart from him, Song Qingran couldn't find anyone else who could help him.

The teacher, who had gone out and then returned, shouted, "Who are you! Who allowed you to come in during class time!"

When the teacher who was speaking at the classroom door saw that it was actually the daughter of the largest real estate developer in the capital, she was immediately stunned. "Miss Shen? What brings you here again?"

Shen Bao'er was somewhat polite to the female teacher. She smiled, coquettishly and affectedly, and raised her pinky finger, "I'm sorry, teacher, it might take up a little of your time. I need to take care of a small matter. Just a few minutes!"

The sensible person standing nearby understood what Shen Bao'er meant and closed the classroom door.

Shen Bao'er withdrew her gaze, her expression instantly changing as she sharply scanned everyone present, her eyes locking onto them. "...These freshmen, at any time, they'll resort to such low and despicable methods. The post on the school forum was posted by one of your classmates, wasn't it? You'd better step forward now! Otherwise... it won't look good if I personally find out who it is later."

"This junior student, I used the same smear tactics I employed many years ago!"

Shen Bao'er stretched out her nails, which were decorated with beautiful glitter and diamonds, and shook them. "The way you do it now, just using a few pictures, is really too low-level."

Song Qingran sat in the audience, her palms sweating with nervousness as she gripped her phone tightly.

Sure enough... that's what they came for.

Xu Qing grabbed Lü Huaiwei's arm and shook it gently. Both of them lowered their heads humbly. "What do we do now! This matter only involves Jiang Hua, how did it get involved with Shen Bao'er! She's the girl you absolutely can't offend at the entire Imperial University. If she finds out we did it, do you think we'll be expelled from school!"

"It's all over. My dad worked so hard to send me to this school. If I get expelled and have to go back, he'll beat me to death."

"Yaoyao, didn't you say that using a virtual address is very safe?"

Xue Ruyao's face was somewhat pale.

Xu Qing said with a long face, "Yes! We just wanted to help Qingran get revenge, how did we end up bringing Shen Bao'er here! Who exactly is this Jiang Hua? Her family just runs a small jewelry shop!"

Shen Bao'er is the eldest daughter of the Shen family, a leading real estate tycoon in the capital. She comes from a wealthy and powerful family, and not just anyone can afford to offend her.

...

For the first time, Jiang Hua became interested in the content of the psychology class.

Professor Guo mostly talks about mental patients, the symptoms when they have an attack, their mood when they have an attack, and what kind of behavior they will do.

Then, the psychological and pharmacological treatment process begins...

The class passed quickly. Jiang Hua packed up her books and waited until most of the people around had left before finally departing.

Professor Guo, with a textbook between his fingers and a thermos in his other hand, adopted the demeanor of an old cadre. "...How are you feeling?"

Jiang Hua: "..."

She was unsure and looked around.

"Professor Guo?"

Professor Guo walked to the door, stood in front of Jiang Hua, and took out a business card from the pocket of his Zhongshan suit. "This is an old friend of mine. I heard you have congenital heart disease, so I've already spoken to him beforehand. Come visit him when you have time. If you get treatment early, there might still be a chance of recovery."

Jiang Hua was flattered and surprised, and her colleagues also asked in surprise, "How did the professor know that I have a congenital hereditary heart disease?"

Professor Guo smiled and handed her a business card. “I’m an old acquaintance of your grandfather. You are his granddaughter. There happens to be a good cardiovascular professor in our school’s medical department who is currently teaching at the school. I’ve already spoken to him and suggested that you go for a check-up when you have time. Maybe… your condition can improve.”

Jiang Hua took the business card with both hands, and saw that it bore the name Wen Huaishi.

"I understand, I'll go when I have time."

"Your illness can't be delayed any longer. If you get treatment soon, there's still a chance of recovery. You're still young, and your future is bright."

She had tried to keep it a secret, but unexpectedly, even her grandfather's old acquaintances knew about it.

After handing over the business card, Jiang Hua prepared to leave. As she walked to the second floor, she heard a commotion and a fierce argument. The surrounding area was completely blocked off.