Lu Beichuan became more and more confused as he listened.
Wasn’t she talking about running away from the hospital? Why was she talking about Professor Song now?
Who was Professor Song?
Song Jinyi?
This was the only person in Lu Beichuan’s social circle who he could think of who was qualified to be called Professor Song.
Professor Song was a rare art prodigy when he was young. His understanding of color was naturally different from ordinary people, and he was very talented. Later, he won many large and small trophies with his ability and was specially hired to teach at the China Academy of Art. He had been firmly seated on the throne of the ace professor for many years, and no one could replace him.
Song Jinyi was excellent.
But what did Song Jinyi’s accident have to do with him?
Lu Beichuan put one hand in his pocket, and a few points of impatience that he didn’t want to entangle with anymore appeared between his eyebrows.
“What does Professor Song’s accident have to do with me? Don’t put everything on other people.”
It was rare for Lu Beichuan to be patient and willing to reason with An Xia.
If it had been normal, he would have impatiently left An Xia aside and ignored her. How could he still be standing here and willing to say a few more words to coax her?
“Still pretending?” An Xia sneered. The arc of her mouth was full of disdain.
“What am I pretending?” Lu Beichuan’s patience was about to run out. Especially when he saw her expression like this.
“Didn’t you arrange for someone to slander Professor Song? Deliberately spreading rumors that Professor Song did those terrible things to female students?” An Xia asked angrily.
Because she had rejected the invitation to become his student in order to get married and return home to be a good wife and mother, Song Jinyi was very disappointed in her and unwilling to see her again.
Jiang Qingyu helped her say a lot of good things, both openly and secretly, and Song Jinyi reluctantly agreed to meet An Xia.
Who would have thought that Song Jinyi had finally agreed, and the next thing that happened was that someone on the Internet revealed that Song Jinyi had molested female students by taking advantage of his position, and posted a lot of pictures and texts, saying that it was true.
Because of the special nature of his identity, coupled with the high heat sensitivity of the topic, Song Jinyi’s matter was spread wider and wider, and he was cyberbullied by many netizens.
In order to protect the school’s image, the school made a decision to suspend Song Jinyi before verifying and investigating.
Song Jinyi’s wife was in poor health. When she was young, she had to work three or four jobs a day to support Song Jinyi’s painting. Under the dual pressure of high pressure and high fatigue, it was not only her body that couldn’t bear the burden, but also her spirit.
She was already mentally fragile, and after being stimulated by the content on the Internet, she actually committed suicide when no one was at home.
Fortunately, she was rescued.
But after this wave of attacks, Song Jinyi had no energy to worry about other things.
Not to mention teaching An Xia to study, even a simple meeting became a distant prospect.
It wasn’t that An Xia was a villain who only suspected Lu Beichuan, but that these things happened too suddenly, and the consequences were obvious. The most likely person to do this was only Lu Beichuan.
In order to lock her at home, he was now almost doing everything he could.
So An Xia contacted Jiang Qingyu. She opened a bar, and she had a network of contacts and intelligence, so it wasn’t difficult to investigate this kind of thing.
In addition, the people who did these things didn’t avoid it at all, so as soon as she investigated, she found out that these things were all done by Xiao Ming.
And Xiao Ming was Lu Beichuan’s special assistant.
An Xia was too lazy to think more deeply. Because there was no need.
Lu Beichuan frowned: “Am I that free?”
An Xia snorted coldly and disdained to say anything.
Lu Beichuan was immediately furious: “An Xia, we’ve known each other for so many years, don’t you understand my character?”
Lu Beichuan didn’t feel angry about being accused of some unwarranted crimes. He was in a high position, and there were many people who were jealous, so he couldn’t help but splash some dirty water on him to belittle him.
Lu Beichuan was already used to it.
What made him angry was An Xia’s distrust.
An Xia looked at him coldly.
“We’ve known each other for so many years, don’t you still not understand my character?”
He didn’t know where he got the qualification to say such a thing.
Wasn’t he the one who abandoned the trust between them for many years first?
Three years ago, he sentenced her to death without giving her a chance to argue or explain.
Compared to what he did, An Xia felt that her questioning now was nothing at all.
Moreover, if she hadn’t received the news and personally come to the China Academy of Art to verify it, she wouldn’t have known that she had dragged Professor Song down to this point.
Forced by the promise he had said to her that day, Lu Beichuan couldn’t easily attack Shen Huaian and Jiang Qingyu, so he secretly extended his black hand to Professor Song.
How despicable!
Lu Beichuan choked.
He didn’t expect An Xia to bring this matter up.
He glanced around the closed area, and the anger that was stuck in his heart dissipated a little. Lu Beichuan tried his best to maintain his composure.
It was on the street now, and it wasn’t a good thing for him and An Xia to be deadlocked like this.
Under the 衬托 of the wide clothes, An Xia had lost weight recently and was a little scary, and her face was pale and weak due to illness and injury. It seemed that a strong wind could blow her down.
“Come back with me first, I’ll explain those things clearly.” Lu Beichuan softened his tone a little.
But he didn’t expect An Xia to not buy it.
“Go back with you and let you deceive me again?”
An Xia’s tone was unprecedentedly resolute.
“I said, unless I die, otherwise I will never—”
Before An Xia could finish speaking, Lu Beichuan picked her up and carried her on his shoulder.
In a burst of dizziness, An Xia felt that the lunch she had eaten was about to come out.
“Let me go!”
An Xia struggled, and Lu Beichuan’s palm fell heavily on her butt.
With a crisp sound, An Xia’s cheeks turned red.
What was he doing!
He was crazy!
This was on the street!
So many people were watching!
Moreover!
How old was she, and he was still hitting her butt!
“You bastard! We’re about to get divorced, why are you hitting me like this!”
As soon as An Xia finished speaking, another heavy slap fell on her butt.
She didn’t know which word had made Lu Beichuan unhappy and made him act.
An Xia struggled fiercely and wanted to scold people, and Lu Beichuan reminded her in a gloomy voice.
“If you don’t want to continue to be slapped on the butt, you better be good.”
How long had it been since he came back to China this time.
How long had he not seen his little wife’s well-behaved appearance.
An Xia didn’t move, and was soon stuffed into the car.
Lu Beichuan drove himself, so he could only tie An Xia in the passenger seat.
After going around and getting into the driver’s seat, Lu Beichuan happened to meet An Xia’s resentful eyes that wanted to escape quickly.
His movements paused, and then he sat down and said lightly: “You know that your eyes are very provocative to men’s interest.”
An Xia stiffened, and the next second Lu Beichuan turned his head to look at her faintly, and slowly spit out the remaining words.
“Especially the interest in bed.”
An Xia: “…”
She immediately turned her head, and then heard the man chuckle softly, and said slowly.
“We don’t seem to have tried it in the car yet.”
An Xia grabbed the tissue paper at hand and threw it at Lu Beichuan’s face without saying a word.