Yu Heng met Qiao Lian's intimidating gaze. The tension between the two made the vice chancellor and university leaders behind Yu Heng nervous.
The thin-haired vice chancellor hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "Mr. Qiao, Professor Yu, so you two know each other, haha… Why don't we have the university host a dinner between the two of you? If there's any misunderstanding, we can clear it up at the dining table…"
Qiao Lian shook the milk tea in his hand and said slowly, "You're being too serious. There's no misunderstanding. I just want to help the girl who is being persecuted by her family."
"Mr. Qiao must be joking. How could that be possible?" The vice chancellor awkwardly wiped the sweat from his brow.
