The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 81 Cheating

Chapter 81: Chapter 81 Cheating

The morning sun gradually rose, and the bright sunlight did little to dispel the gloom within the office.

The atmosphere in the office was terrifyingly oppressive.

Yu Nian braced one hand on the table, pressing down a test paper, with her soft, tender face tense, she said coldly, "Wouldn’t the invigilating teacher know best whether Rong Zhi cheated or not?"

All three invigilators from the day of the school math competition were in the office. Apart from Old Li, who was on Rong Zhi’s side, one remained neutral, and the other was extremely skeptical.

Yan You: "Well... Rong Zhi didn’t cheat in the exam hall, but whether he looked at the paper before the exam started, we’re not sure."

Yu Nian frowned, "There’s no need to speak carelessly about unclear matters. I will report to Director Yao to get to the bottom of this. Ultimately, I’ll state that Rong Zhi did not cheat!"

"Just because you say he didn’t, he didn’t? Where’s the evidence?" Zhou Zhongming crossed his arms, sneered at Old Li, and then looked at Yu Nian, who spoke confidently, with a mocking smile.

He remarked that it couldn’t be a coincidence that a person of Rong Zhi’s morally dubious character could score full marks. Clearly, it was due to cheating.

Old Li’s lips were dry, his eyes somewhat tired; touching Zhou Zhongming’s skeptical gaze, he was about to retort, but his throat suddenly tickled, and he covered his mouth and coughed heavily.

"Report."

A knock on the door and the announcement simultaneously sounded. The office fell silent and everyone turned to look at the door.

The boy stood at the door, neither arrogant nor nervous, with a calm and peaceful expression.

"Rong Zhi is here, come on in," Yu Nian’s stern expression eased somewhat, and she amiably greeted the boy.

Rong Zhi entered the office, raised an eyebrow at the heavy atmosphere and the interrogation-like setup.

Ah, is this a meeting?

"I didn’t leak the questions," Old Li composed himself, pressed his lips together to suppress his inner discomfort, and said in a deep voice, "I asked Rong Zhi to come to the office to test his math skills. At that time, there were other teachers present; Director Yao also knows about this."

The teachers present, who had been keeping silent, hearing Yao Xiaoshan also knew about this matter, suddenly spoke up in agreement, "Yes, yes, the problem Rong Zhi was working on that day was indeed a question from a past International Mathematical Olympiad."

So there’s no issue of copying; they left after a bit of discussion.

As for just now, things were unclear; who dared to speak? They didn’t want to be used as pawns.

Hearing this, Rong Zhi understood.

So they suspected her of cheating—well, they had every reason to, given her blemished records.

Her gaze fell on the test paper Yu Nian was pressing down, she spoke unhurriedly, "Mr. Li didn’t leak the questions to me, and cheating isn’t possible."

"Why should we believe you?" Zhou Zhongming asked coldly.

"Why should I prove it to you? Whether you choose to believe is your business," Rong Zhi remained unruffled and calm, "if you can prove I cheated, please present the evidence."

These words left the teachers in the office dumbfounded.

Evidence... Their only evidence was seeing Rong Zhi enter the office, but she was there for the test, which had just been clarified.

As for anything else... there was none.

The teachers suddenly felt embarrassed, experiencing a slight sense of shame for wrongfully accusing a student without cause.

Zhou Zhongming felt even more humiliated, but he didn’t want to lose face in front of Yu Nian and Rong Zhi, so he forced an expression of disdain and attempted to reprimand her attitude.

"Is there anything else?" Rong Zhi glanced at him lightly and asked.

Yu Nian chuckled, "That’s all, that’s all. You should hurry back to class."

Rong Zhi nodded, turned around, and left, giving Zhou Zhongming no chance to act out.

After she left, the teachers hurried back to their seats, grabbed their teaching materials, and left quickly for class; those acquainted with Old Li patted his shoulder and apologized to him.

Old Li waved his hand, "It’s alright, as long as it’s cleared up."

His throat hurt, hurt so much he didn’t feel like talking.

Yu Nian noticed his poor complexion and frowned as she advised, "Do you want to take another leave and go to the hospital? Director Yao is overseeing the math competition side, you don’t need to stress too much; taking care of your health is important."

Old Li drank water to ease his discomfort, nonchalantly replied, "Some medicine later will do; it’s an old problem. The students are still more important."

Yu Nian glanced at the clock as it was nearly class time, she gave a few more words of advice, then left for class.

...

When the morning bell rang, the senior students preparing for exams stayed focused, still intensely working on the problems the teacher had assigned.

Rong Zhi packed her things, preparing to find Old Li.

"Third Brother."

Just as she was about to leave, Ying Hengyu suddenly spoke from behind.

Rong Zhi paused, glanced sideways, "Hm?"

"...Do you have time tonight?" Ying Hengyu asked slowly.

Rong Zhi raised her eyebrow.

Ying hadn’t been himself all morning.

He spent most of the time glancing at his phone, occasionally venting by pounding on the desk; the class was quite quiet, but his loud noise startled the classmates and the teacher.

Even Qin Man Yue took special care to check on him after class, but the usually attentive person responded listlessly.

He looked like a spirit drained by a ghost, simultaneously irritable and unsatisfied—dejected and restless.

"Not revising tonight?" Rong Zhi swept over Ying Hengyu’s agitated brows and eyes, asking.

"Study, my ass!"

It seemed a certain word had pierced a point in Ying Hengyu’s heart, releasing the beast sealed within the youth, causing him to kick the desk over with a bang, crashing into the front desk—luckily, no one was sitting there, or they might have ended up in the infirmary.

Rong Zhi remained calm, turned around, and pulled the desk back.

Ying Hengyu burst out laughing angrily, "No matter how well I study, those two still only have eyes for that jerk..."

He paused as if realizing referring to that person this way wasn’t wise, so he didn’t continue, folding his arms irritably until his hair stood on end.

Rong Zhi pondered on the person Ying Hengyu might be referring to, tactfully refrained from asking directly and responded to his earlier question, "I have time."

Ying Hengyu responded sulkily, "Alright, I’ll send you the address to WeChat tonight; you just need to come."

Rong Zhi said, "Okay."

Wondering about where Ying Hengyu intended to go that night or how much revision material she needed to prepare, Rong Zhi reached the outside of the math group’s office.

She knocked on the office door, inside came Old Li’s hoarse voice, Rong Zhi stalled her hand.

Old Li glanced up from his desk, trying to smile but ended up coughing instead, "Cough, cough... you, cough, sit first."

He pulled out a neat stack of test papers from the drawer, speaking intermittently, "Complete these first... cough, the city prelims are on the eighth of next month... cough, cough, next week the school arranged extra classes, remember to attend."

Extra classes, huh.

Rong Zhi shook her head slowly, "Mr. Li, I need to take leave next week."

Old Li: "?!?!"

Old Li began coughing more severely, he was eager to say something but ended up breathless and flushed with frustration, his heart-wrenching cough echoing inside the office.

Rong Zhi subtly frowned, circled to Old Li’s back, and applied her fingers to a few acupuncture points on his neck, then grasped his hand to check his pulse.

"Mr. Li," she asked while checking his pulse, "Have you been feeling intense throat pain recently? A strong sensation of a foreign object?"

Old Li nodded awkwardly.

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