Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 403 - 393: The Punishment is Too Light_3

Chapter 403: Chapter 393: The Punishment is Too Light_3

Jiang Zhe looked back at her idly, his eyes, devoid of warmth, were emotionless, instilling fear in Zhang Lingling.

Zhang Lingling clenched her hands tightly, yet she couldn’t muster the courage she needed.

With the situation arising so unexpectedly, Jiang Zhe had finished the competition, won the highest honor, and kept a record of the entire sequence of events, allowing no room for her to defend herself.

In a moment, the words "terrifying" sprang to her mind.

Jiang Zhe was too terrifying.

Zhang Lingling felt chills all over her body.

Professor Tan finally spoke slowly, "Zhang Lingling, is this your voice?"

Zhang Lingling’s throat was tight, and she couldn’t think of any other defense.

The teacher from the publicity department coughed lightly, "Then on my end, I’ll communicate with the TV station first. As for the apology, have Zhang Lingling go over."

Professor Tan nodded, "Later on, send out a notice to the student council and Zhang Lingling’s homeroom teacher."

Zhang Lingling’s mind went blank, "Professor Tan, I didn’t do it on purpose..."

"I also believe you had no ill intent," said Professor Tan, "but whether intentional or not, when you’ve done something wrong, you must take responsibility. Go back."

Zhang Lingling cast a deep glance at Jiang Zhe and turned to leave.

Professor Tan consoled Jiang Zhe for a few words, and the teacher from the publicity department said with a smile, "It’s good that everything’s clear now; make sure to perform well during the interview."

"By the way, Jiang Zhe, have you considered taking on a couple more majors?" asked Professor Tan, feeling that with her talent and efficiency at its peak, it would be a pity not to make full use of her abilities.

"We’ll talk about it later," Jiang Zhe nodded.

When she returned to the dormitory, Zhang Lingling was not there.

Only Xia Enci was on the phone.

"Go out this weekend? That could work. But I’ve never ridden a motorcycle, I’m not familiar with it," said Xia Enci.

Tang Xinru, who had been reading a book, shifted her attention to Xia Enci upon hearing this.

After a while, Xia Enci said, "Alright, you can teach me and I might give it a try. Then it’s settled."

She hung up the phone and, seeing Jiang Zhe return, whispered to her, "He Ling invited me to go out with him this weekend, to ride motorcycles, do you want to come?"

"No, you go," Jiang Zhe declined.

"Okay, I know you have a date, I’ll go by myself."

Tang Xinru opened WeChat and found He Ling’s chat box; their last conversation was still there, with no reply from He Ling.

She sent another message, hopeful, "He Ling, any plans for the weekend?"

"Going out with a friend this weekend."

This time, He Ling replied quite promptly.

"I don’t have any plans either; take me with you," she said.

But He Ling politely refused, "It’s arranged by another friend, not convenient to bring someone along."

Tang Xinru could only say, "Next time?"

"We’ll talk about it next time," He Ling left no room for negotiation.

Tang Xinru turned back to look at Xia Enci; Jiang Zhe was helping Xia Enci pick out clothes suitable for riding a motorcycle.

She couldn’t help but say, "Which motorcycle field doesn’t have clothes or helmets?"

Xia Enci, detecting the mocking tone in her voice that suggested ignorance, retorted, "What’s it to you? I’ll buy it if I want."

Angry, Tang Xinru grabbed her phone and stormed out, slamming the door behind her so hard it echoed.

Xia Enci frowned, "What’s wrong with that person?"

Zhang Lingling didn’t return until late that night.

The next day, as Jiang Zhe was on her way to have a meal, she passed the notice board and overheard students discussing, "Zhang Lingling has been expelled from the student council. They say she deliberately pushed Jiang Zhe into the competition, with ulterior motives."

"Luckily, Jiang Zhe totally held her own during the competition; otherwise, it would have been mortifying during the live broadcasting segment, embarrassing both herself and the school."

"Just being expelled from the student council seems too lenient a punishment."

"It’s fair enough; it’s now a stain on her student record. That punishment should suffice."

Jiang Zhe walked past without pausing.

On the weekend, Xia Enci left early in the morning.

Jiang Zhe took her time packing her bag, then headed out with the bag in tow.

Tang Xinru had already left right after school on Friday afternoon.

Jiang Zhe and Qin Jingchen went straight back to the courtyard house.

They hadn’t met since the last incident.

Jiang Zhe had been somewhat avoidant.

In the car, she hardly spoke to Qin Jingchen.

Upon arriving at the courtyard, Qin Hai drove away.

Qin Jingchen closed the door behind them and pinned Jiang Zhe against it, "Didn’t we agree that afternoon that I would come to school to pick you up for dinner?"

"There was an extra evening self-study session, and I couldn’t make the time," she replied.

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