Xiangyi's skirt was wrinkled, there were scratches on her face, and there were bloody marks on her arms and thighs from the woman's scratches.
Seeing Wen Siheng appear, her big tears fell down her cheeks, and she sat on the ground looking pitiful.
Wen Siheng looked a little flustered, his suit jacket was unbuttoned, and the corners of his clothes seemed to be carrying wind as he walked.
Looking up, a tall figure stood in front of Jian Anran.
He rolled up his sleeves and squatted down, gently raising her arm and carefully looking at the scratches that had been accidentally injured during the fight.
The wound was not very deep, but the long one was a bit shocking. Wen Siheng frowned slightly when he saw it.
"Does it hurt? Let me take you to the hospital for a checkup." He reached out and pulled Jian, who had been pushed to the ground, to stand up safely.
Most of the teachers and students on the entire floor were standing in the corridor watching the excitement. The woman who was suppressed on the ground was still yelling and mumbling something.
"You have the nerve to hook up with other people's men! Don't have the nerve to admit it?"
"You're still a college student! Is this what you are? That's the level of your Luo University, right?"
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The more the woman cursed, the worse she sounded. Even people on other floors heard the commotion and ran over to watch the fun.
In order to prevent crowds from gathering, the security guard quickly moved the woman downstairs.
“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 50s from behind. Xiangyi was still sitting on the ground, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Only then did Wen Siheng notice his gaffe, and signaled Song Qi to step forward and help Xiangyi up.
"I'll do it!" Mi Yingying grabbed Song Qi and stepped forward to help Xiangyi up.
"I'll take you to the hospital. You go to the car and wait for me."
Wen Siheng took out the car keys from his pocket and put them in Jian Anran's hand, noticing the slightly surprised looks from the classmates around him.
He added: "The silver car, the license plate number is Luo C950Z0."
Later, several security guards and leaders who were in the middle of a meeting in the administrative building next door arrived. After convincing the onlookers to leave, only a few of them were left in the huge atrium, which suddenly seemed very empty.
When Wen Siheng turned around and was about to leave with the security guard to deal with it, the corner of his clothes was tightly pulled. When he looked back, Xiangyi's eyes were red and he looked at him aggrievedly.
"Teacher, what about me?"
"I'm sorry," he said as he moved Xiangyi's hand away with a smile, "my car is a two-seater."
Oh! It turns out it’s because it’s a two-seater! Song Qi and Hemi Yingying suddenly realized.
"I just contacted the Vice Chancellor. He should be at school soon. Don't be anxious. Just go downstairs and sit and wait."
When I first entered school, I did vaguely hear in the department that Xiang Yi had an unusual background. Only now did everyone realize that he had a relationship with Vice Dean Xiang behind him.
Downstairs in the Department of Architecture, after watching Jian Anran get into the car, Wen Siheng walked towards the security guards and leaders who were surrounded by him.
"Teachers, do you have any opinions on how to resolve this matter?" The tanned security captain stood up and asked.
The leaders looked at each other and did not express their opinions for a long time.
This matter is very difficult and if it is not handled well, the reputation of the school will be damaged.
"The injured person is my student, and the other person is an outsider. My suggestion is to call the police." Wen Siheng said.
The leader on the side looked a little hesitant. According to the woman, Xiangyi knew who was behind the scenes, stole her boyfriend, and ruined other people's love lives. It would not be good for the school's reputation if such things were spread.
Seeing the hesitation of the leader, Wen Siheng analyzed calmly: "People from outside the school broke into the school and harmed the students. If we tolerate it this time, there is no guarantee that something more serious will happen next time. It is better to call the police and go through legal procedures."
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"Yes, Xiao Wen is right," the leader finally relented, "it's better to call the police."
"Dean, my student is injured. I'll take her to the hospital first. I'll go there after the treatment is done." Wen Siheng greeted the dean in advance.
Following his line of sight, the dean spotted Jian Anran in the passenger seat of the silver sports car. He understood and patted his shoulder.
"Of course, the safety of our classmates is the most important thing. I will follow up here, so you don't have to worry."
After walking to the car and fastening his seat belt, Wen Siheng pressed the start button to start the car.
"What are you going to do next? Don't you have to go take a look? Where is Xiangyi?" Jian Anran asked.
"Don't worry, Xiangyi will wait for the vice-president to handle it, and the dean will be responsible for following up on the follow-up matters."
Looking down at the long blood marks on her arm, he said solemnly, "You don't have to be so enthusiastic."
"Are you just going to watch Xiangyi get beaten to a bloody head by that person?" Jian Anran asked back.
"I thought Xiangyi was very popular, didn't everyone like her? How come she was pushed to the ground and beaten, but no one came out to help her."
Listening to Jian Anran's chirping, Wen Siheng said nothing as the car turned and drove out of the school gate.
"You don't need to go to the hospital, there's no big problem."
She secretly glanced at Wen Siheng, who looked gloomy, and muttered in a low voice: "Okay, let's go for a while."
At Wen Siheng's insistence, Jian Anran went through a comprehensive checkup in the hospital and found no problems.
The doctor simply disinfected her wound and removed it without bandaging.
Her injury diagnosis certificate stated: skin abrasion and subcutaneous soft tissue contusion.
In short, broken skin and bruises.
The phone in his pocket rang. It was the dean. Wen Siheng walked a few steps away to answer the call with a solemn look on his face. He came back after a few minutes.
"I have to go to the police station and take you home first." He held Jian Anran's small pink satchel in one hand and stretched out the other hand to help her stand up.
"Can't I go?" Jian Anran was very unwilling to miss this opportunity to gossip.
What kind of man would make a high-altitude beauty like the Vice-President's niece willing to have sex? This will surely be a hotly discussed topic among architecture students tonight.
"I'll broadcast it to you when I get home tonight."
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Jian Anran happily took Wen Siheng's hand and walked out of the hospital.
When Wen Siheng rushed to the police station, Gao Feng was also there. The originally fierce woman was sitting on a chair and crying.
"Dean." Wen Siheng walked quickly to the dean's side.
"You're here," the dean looked up, "Actually, this is nothing. It's all a misunderstanding. It's just because they are all your students that I called you over to understand the situation together."
"What's going on? Why are you here?" Wen Siheng looked at Gao Feng and asked.
"Teacher, I'm scared." Although Xiangyi was beaten with bruises and swelling on his nose and face, he was not seriously injured. The wounds were simply treated and he went to the police station to write a record.
Thinking of the gossip about Gao Feng and Xiangyi's relationship in the office a few days ago, Wen Siheng seemed to suddenly notice something and turned his head to look at Gao Feng.
"Gao Feng, does this matter have something to do with you?"
Gao Feng sat on the chair, always keeping his head down and silent.
"My dear, you should tell me!" The woman cried so hard that her makeup was all gone and her eyeliner was smudged. She rushed over and hugged Gao Feng's hand.
