"Stop talking!" Gao Feng shook off the woman's hand in disgust, stood up and walked a few steps to the side.
"I've obviously told you we broke up, why are you so insistent?" He pointed at the woman's nose and cursed.
"Without this little devil like her, would you break up with me?"
"My dear, come home with me. Let's have a good talk." She stepped forward and wanted to hold Gao Feng away. Seeing that the woman was about to lose control of her emotions, the police on the side quickly came up to hold her back.
"I already have my next relationship, please look forward to it as soon as possible." As soon as Gao Feng finished speaking, everyone's eyes had to fall on Xiangyi.
Her expression was a little ugly, and she raised her head and glanced sideways at Gao Feng.
"Gao Feng, please tell me clearly, what is the next relationship?"
"I'm openly pursuing you, who in the department doesn't know?"
"Then you can't go around the department and tell people that we are together!" Xiangyi's cheeks turned red and he said uncharacteristically fiercely.
"What's the problem with this?" Gao Feng asked back, "Doesn't this prove that I don't want to have a spare tire in the department? Doesn't it mean that I am dedicated to you?"
Vice-President Xiang's expression suddenly became grim, and he yelled: "Student Gao, please respect yourself!"
"Ha," Gao Feng sneered and glanced at the Chancellor, looking like he was going to break a jar.
"Deputy dean, our classmate Xiangyi is pretending like this just to rely on your influence. He said that he is the niece of some vice dean. What does it mean to hang others up like this?"
"Gao Feng!" The Vice Chancellor lost his composure, and Wen Siheng reached out to grab his arm in time.
"I have clearly rejected you, but you have repeatedly said that you will pursue it to the end." Xiangyi was on the verge of crying.
Not long after the semester started, Gao Feng had already confessed his feelings in private.
Xiangyi immediately refused. Unexpectedly, not long after, others in the department heard rumors that the two of them were having an affair. Later, it even intensified, and the classmates thought they were already together.
Overtly and secretly, Gao Feng repeatedly showed his kindness to Xiangyi. After rejecting it a few times, Gao Feng became a little angry and began to accuse Xiangyi of being "pretentious".
Xiangyi, who had been depressed for several days, went to the coffee shop. When he wanted to talk to Su Yiqi about the incident, Jian Anran unexpectedly appeared.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the people in the department, so Xiangyi was a little irritated.
No matter how Xiangyi flirted with Su Yiqi, he seemed determined to recruit Jian Anran as a part-time student.
From the moment he met Jian Anran, Xiangyi always felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.
Xiangyi didn't know whether it was because she lingered around all day long and surrounded Wen Siheng everywhere, or for some other reason, Xiangyi couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it.
After the matter was settled, it was almost eight o'clock when Wen Siheng returned home.
The floor lamp in the living room was on, and Jane on the sofa supported her head safely, listening excitedly to his account of what happened this afternoon.
"Then what? Then what? What to do next?" Jian Anran asked, holding his hand.
"The vice-president is very angry about Xiangyi's beating. He doesn't want to keep it private and plans to go through legal proceedings."
"What about Gao Feng? How will he deal with it?" Jian Anran was curious.
"After all, it is a matter of personal style. The school does not have relevant rules and regulations, so we should only give him a disciplinary warning."
"But this year he is only in the first year of graduate school. When graduation is approaching, won't the punishment be applied for cancellation?" Jian Anran was a little annoyed.
"Yes," he reached out and touched her head, "this is also something that can't be helped."
"But my advice to the Academic Affairs Office is to record a major demerit and suggest transferring to another group."
"It's too dangerous to stay in our group." Looking into Jian Anran's eyes, Wen Siheng said softly.
After the weekend, Gao Feng and Xiangyi showed up on time in the office on Monday as usual.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly became awkward, and even Mi Yingying, who usually chattered, did not dare to speak loudly.
"Didn't you say you suggested that he change groups? Why is he still here?"
While entering the small office to hand over materials, Jian Anran asked secretly.
"I suggested it, but he refused." Wen Siheng shrugged helplessly.
"This shabby office is so embarrassing, I really can't stay any longer." Jian Anran complained.
"How about," Wen Siheng squinted his eyes, "How about you stay here with me?"
"Thank you for the invitation," Jian Anran rolled her eyes, "It's even more creepy."
She dropped the documents and ran out in a hurry.
"Senior Sister Jian." Gao Feng suddenly shouted in the quiet office.
A layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on her arms. Jian Anran still forced a smile and raised her head, "What's the matter?"
"What kind of partner is Miss Jian looking for?"
Unable to hold back, Jian Anran said "Huh?" and almost rolled her eyes.
Jian Anran: What kind of SB problem is this?
"You handle your own personal matters yourself, don't come to the office to pick on the weaklings." Mi Yingying couldn't stand it and stopped her.
"What does it have to do with you?" Gao Feng glared at her, "I'm asking my junior sister, junior sister, you tell me."
Holding back the severe discomfort, Jian Anran froze her lips with a slight smile, "I haven't thought about this problem either."
"Well, let me ask you, all the articles on the Internet are about you girls complaining about not feeling safe in relationships. If I am so frank, don't I just give football girls a sense of security? What else is there to be dissatisfied about?"
"Ah?" Seeing Gao Feng's emotions getting more and more agitated, Jian Anran felt that whatever she said now was wrong. Just as she was racking her brains to find the right words, Xiangyi stood up silently.
"What else do you want?" She was small, but her words were quite intimidating.
"Squeak--" The door of the small office opened, and Wen Siheng walked out of it. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Gao Feng, whose neck had bulging veins.
"Let's go out and talk," he glanced at Xiangyi, "I'd like to ask you to come out too."
After the three people left, Mi Yingying moved her chair to Jian Anran's table.
"Hey, what do you think they will say?"
After shrugging her shoulders, Jian Anran said nothing and shook her head.
"Knock, knock, knock," there was a knock on the door. Mi Yingying and Jian Anran raised their heads and looked at each other. Who else would come at this juncture?
The office door was pushed open, and the dean's bare forehead poked his head in.
When he saw Jian Anran, he was slightly startled for a moment, then smiled, nodded, and said hello.
Jian Anran quickly pushed away the chair and stood up. Jian Anran put her hands in front of her respectfully, "Hello, Dean, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, your teacher Wen isn't here?" the dean asked kindly.
"Hmm -" Thinking of the Shura field just now, it is better to do less than to do more, Mi Yingying replied, "The teacher is not here, does the dean have something to do with the teacher?"
"This little classmate is an office assistant, right?" The dean pointed at Jian Anran and asked, "Come out with me for a moment."
After hurriedly walking out of the office with small steps, Jian Anran stood in front of the dean anxiously.
Four years after enrolling, Jian Anran had barely seen the dean, let alone having conversations.
The dean smiled and glanced at the girl rubbing her fingers in front of him, "Don't be nervous, I just want you to convey to Teacher Wen that the school approved the thing he asked me about last time."
