The secretary cautiously acknowledged and went to the reception area to inform the vice chancellor to wait for a moment.
The vice chancellor obsequiously agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, no problem, we'll follow your boss's schedule, waiting a bit longer won't hurt."
Xiang Wan listened in utter speechlessness. This trip had cost her class time, and she was not willing to wait any longer than necessary. If it weren't for being 'threatened,' she wouldn't have come at all.
She listlessly took out her phone to check study materials. After a moment, the vice chancellor suddenly stood up straight from the sofa, his voice trembling with excitement, "Mr. Zuo!"
Xiang Wan followed the voice and looked up. It took her several seconds to react when she saw Zuo Xingyun.
The 'sucker' who wanted to donate to the institute—could it really be him?
Zuo Xingyun's gaze lightly passed over her as he composedly took a seat on the sofa across from them.
The secretary hurriedly brought the prepared coffee. He took it and lightly sipped, his tone indifferent, "Does today's visit mean that the institute's discipline has improved?"
The vice chancellor hastily replied, "Mr. Zuo, the incident that day was a misunderstanding, and Xiang Wan is the person involved. She could explain it to you."
Zuo Xingyun lifted his gaze to Xiang Wan, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Oh? Is that so?"
The vice chancellor urgently gestured to Xiang Wan, "Come, Miss Xiang Wan, tell Mr. Zuo what exactly happened that day."
Xiang Wan just wanted to end this and leave quickly, so she stated emotionlessly, as per the vice chancellor's wishes:
"That day, I wanted to step out of the classroom to cool down."
Upon hearing her cooperative response, the vice chancellor was very pleased and even let out a sigh of relief.
However, Zuo Xingyun suddenly slammed his coffee cup on the table. The vice chancellor trembled along with his flabby body, "Mr. Zuo..."
"Is this how your institute teaches students to lie?!"
The vice chancellor's face immediately changed colors like a traffic light, "Mr. Zuo, what do you mean by that? How could we..."
"Cooling down results in a head bleeding?" Zuo Xingyun's face was terrifyingly cold, "Not to mention, she's hiding injuries all over her body, and the institute just turns a blind eye? My money, Zuo Xingyun, is not that easy to take!"
The vice chancellor was dumbfounded, not understanding at which point the plan had gone awry. He thought if Xiang Wan's injuries were concealed, they could fool everyone. Did Zuo Xingyun have eyes like a hawk?
His entire face turned the color of a pig's liver as he continuously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, 'This… Mr. Zuo… please listen to my explanation…'
Zuo Xingyun wasn't interested in his nonsense and instructed his secretary, "Call the president of the Aes Institute, tell him the donation can be made."
The vice chancellor rejoiced, his whole body relaxed, and he bowed frantically with a beaming face, "Thank you, Mr. Zuo! On behalf of the entire faculty and students of Aes Institute, we thank you, you are truly..."
Zuo Xingyun sneered, then continued, "Also ask him if this is the kind of trash that can hold the position of a teacher or vice chancellor at their esteemed institute? Or is this their 'fine tradition'?"
The vice chancellor immediately went silent as if someone had grabbed his neck.
His face turned pale, and his legs went weak as he fell onto the ground with a thud. It wasn't until two security guards came and dragged him away like a dead pig that he came to his senses, crying out for mercy, "Mr. Zuo! Please, give me another chance! Mr. Zuo..."
Zuo Xingyun didn't even lift his eyelids as he stood up and said to the secretary, "Have Achen take the young lady back to school."
The wailing quickly faded away. Xiang Wan was somewhat surprised as she looked up at Zuo Xingyun. Was he seeking 'justice' for her?
So, she had been seen by Zuo Xingyun that day, curled up outside the classroom, bloody and pitiful?
She could have avoided all this... It was he who caused her to end up like this, and now he was pretending to be the good guy. What was this?
She didn't need anyone's pity, especially not Zuo Xingyun's!
"Does it feel exhilarating to push someone into the abyss with your own hands and then play the role of a savior?"
Stopping at the door, Zuo Xingyun paused his steps but said nothing.
Xiang Wan stood up and sneered, "Anyone can pity me, but you, Zuo Xingyun, cannot."