Transmigrated as an old lady, she wreaked havoc and brought down the entire villain's family.

Chen Zhonglun sat in his seat with his arms crossed, calmly looking at Qin Jin and said, "What she said is wrong. I saw it. She deliberately spilled the cola on the notebook first."

Yang Jiaoyun never expected that Chen Zhonglun would betray her like that. Shouldn't Chen Zhonglun be on the same side as Lu Zeyan and Mu Yiyi?

Yang Jiaoyun glared at Chen Zhonglun: "You're talking nonsense!"

Chen Zhonglun: "I saw it with my own eyes, because I was watching her the whole time."

"You two have known each other for a long time, you're just deliberately speaking up for her!"

"Speaking of which, I've known Mu Yiyi longer. Yang Jiaoyun, I just reminded you, that's enough."

Mu Yiyi suddenly looked at Chen Zhonglun and asked, "Are you sure?"

"determine."

When Mu Yiyi heard Chen Zhonglun's affirmative answer, she almost died of anger. Had this idiot's head been slammed in a door? What was so good about this girl? How could he start betraying his brothers and speaking for outsiders?

When she gets back, she will definitely tell Lu Zeyan to be more wary of the Chen family in the future.

As Chen Zhonglun finished speaking, the sympathetic looks the students gave Yang Jiaoyun instantly turned into disgust, and they began to whisper among themselves:

"I never expected the guilty party to accuse the innocent first!"

"That girl did a good job. If it were me, I would have poured Coke on her notebook too! Let her cause trouble first! The study materials in her notebook are more important than my life!"

"Serves them right! They have no shame to act all aggrieved and ask everyone to make a decision. They really deserve it!"

……

Qin Jin's gaze darkened as he looked at Chen Zhonglun.

He exerted a slight force, snatching the notebook from Yang Jiaoyun's hand. His intense gaze, through his thin glasses, fell on Yang Jiaoyun's unreasonable face as he coldly said, "You don't need to come to my class anymore."

Yang Jiaoyun wanted to argue, but when she met Qin Jin's eyes, her momentum immediately weakened.

Seeing that the surrounding classmates' discussions were not very friendly to them, Mu Yiyi quickly pulled Yang Jiaoyun away first.

As soon as they stepped out of the classroom, Mu Yiyi frowned and said, "Jiaojiao, you were too impulsive just now!"

Yang Jiaoyun snorted coldly in resentment: "Who would have thought that bastard Chen Zhonglun would betray his own people and side with an outsider? Isn't he Lu Zong's best friend who grew up with him since childhood!"

Meanwhile, Chen Zhonglun, who was betraying his own people, was helping Lin Qingqing dry her notes, which had been soaked in cola.

When Lin Qingqing saw Qin Jin place the notebook on her desk, she bowed slightly and politely thanked him, "Thank you, Professor Qin."

She hates illegitimate children, but they have also helped her in some ways, so she should still show them the proper manners.

Seeing that she was wearing a mask, Qin Jin asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Qingqing nodded: "Yes, I have a bit of a cold, and I'm afraid of infecting others."

Do you have classes this afternoon?

"Gone."

"Then come with me for a moment."

Countless question marks flashed through Lin Qingqing's mind.

He probably didn't recognize her, right?

After all, they had only met once.

Putting aside his status as an illegitimate child, his lectures were indeed very good, with appropriate detail and brevity, making them easy for beginners to understand, and she found them very useful.

So if she wants to attend his class again next time, she can't show that she dislikes him too much.

Otherwise, if she were kicked out like Yang Jiaoyun, she wouldn't be able to attend classes.

Well, considering he still has some ability, she'll just not show how much she dislikes him for now.

But it's amazing that he became a professor at such a young age. Could he have some kind of system or cheat code?

Moreover, it's a specialized field related to brain-computer interfaces... Thinking about this, Lin Qingqing suddenly realized a problem.

Why would an illegitimate child like him be researching this?

Could it be that she really wants to join the Qin family and fight with her children and grandchildren for the inheritance?

Lin Qingqing's guard went up instantly.

She followed Qin Jin, surrounded by the gazes of her classmates.

Just as I reached the classroom door, a female student suddenly caught up with me, blushing, and said, "Professor Qin..."

Qin Jin looked at the female classmate expressionlessly: "What is it?"

"Can we add each other on WeChat? I'd like to ask you if there's anything I don't understand when I get back."

"Ask in the next class if you don't understand something."

The female student mustered her courage and looked at Qin Jin: "I'm afraid of taking up everyone's class time. If we add each other on WeChat, it will be more convenient..."

Qin Jin: "It's inconvenient. My wife is very strict. We can't have any friends of the opposite sex on WeChat, or you and I will both get beaten up."

These words, spoken by Qin Jin with his expressionless face and powerful aura, sounded like a joke, but Qin Jin's serious demeanor left everyone stunned.

"..."

The other students whispered disappointedly, "Wife? He has a wife? Could it be that he's already married! So young and already married! My goodness!"

"I'm so curious to know which woman can win over such an outstanding man!"

"Professor Qin is actually henpecked! Who would have thought! What woman could possibly keep Professor Qin so obedient?"

"What do you mean henpecked? That sounds like domestic violence too. She should be a tigress!"

Lin Qingqing nodded in agreement; it was indeed the tigress.

However, she thought the tigress did a good job!

If her husband were to flirt with other women and add them on WeChat, she would definitely beat him up!

In the office, Qin Jin opened his laptop, did a few things, then turned it around to show Lin Qingqing the densely packed content on the screen.

Lin Qingqing didn't quite understand at all, because she had only boarded the bus halfway through and had only just figured out how to get to the bottom of things. How could she possibly digest so much information? She asked in confusion, "What does this mean?"

Qin Jin got up, took a chair from the door, placed it behind Lin Qingqing, and said one word: "Copy."

"Um?!"

Qin Jin took out a new notebook and pen from the drawer: "After you finish copying, go home and memorize it. I'll organize today's notes later, and then you can continue copying them."

"?"

Lin Qingqing suspected that she was being targeted.

Why increase the workload for just one person?

Do you even know how to respect an eighty-year-old?!

But for the sake of the Qin family's future... let's copy it first!

As for whether I can memorize it or not, we'll see what fate brings!

Besides, if she can't memorize it, he can't cut off her head or exterminate her entire family, so what is she afraid of!

After Lin Qingqing sat down, she asked in confusion, "Why did you reveal the course details to me in advance?"

Qin Jin: "I think you are diligent and eager to learn, and I like diligent and eager-to-learn students."

The diligent and studious Lin Qingqing felt that it must have been her extensive notes that moved Qin Jin.

So she began to write furiously and work diligently.

Halfway through, she suddenly looked up at the man who was leisurely drinking tea: "Why can't you send it to my email? That way I won't have to copy it."

Qin Jin lightly tapped the table with his left fingertips, held a steaming teacup to his lips with his right hand, and said slowly, "Copying is also a way for you to memorize things quickly."

Warm sunlight streamed in through his window, falling on his shoulders and profile. Lin Qingqing watched him leisurely sipping his tea…

He acts like an old man; if you didn't know better, you'd think he was sixty-three!

Lin Qingqing coughed lightly: "I'm thirsty too."

She hasn't drunk any water since class started, and her throat is indeed a bit dry.

Qin Jin glanced at her and said, "Pour it yourself."

What kind of logic is it for a grandfather to pour tea for his granddaughter?

He only poured tea for his wife.