President's husband

Li Mingyi didn't even bother to look at her from the corner of his eye, so he turned around from the front of the car and put his arms around Qin Niange's shoulders: "Come with me to the principal's office."

Hearing his words, Qin Niange's face was suddenly shocked.

She raised her head blankly and looked at the man beside her: "To...the principal's office?"

Li Mingyi glanced at her indifferently, but it was just an understatement, which made Qin Niange suddenly have a bad feeling.

She knew that since she was adopted into Li's family, Li Mingyi had donated a lot to her school, even the brand new office building in front of her was built with his money.

This is why she can miss classes for a long time even in the morning and evening for self-study.

Li Mingyi, the president of the Li family, who has always aimed at making money, would even donate to the school without return for a person he hates or even hates. Sometimes Qin Niange really felt that his thoughts were too unpredictable.

However, even if the money was donated to play with her more conveniently, now that she is about to graduate, Qin Niange really doesn't know why he still has any reason to meet the principal.

Even, let her follow.

Even in the past, Li Mingyi had never brought her to meet with the leaders of the school. Now that she suddenly heard this request, how could she not be puzzled.

"I...have already attended class." Qin Niange mumbled.

Although she didn't seem like going with him, she only dared to protest so weakly.

Perhaps this cannot be called a protest at all.

The class representatives probably also felt that it was not suitable for them to stay in place for too long, so they could only continue to walk towards the teaching building, but they were unwilling to walk, and continued to observe their movements step by step.

Li Mingyi was used to going his own way, and didn't care about other people's eyes at all, but Qin Niange felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, wishing to immediately peel off Li Mingyi's arm from his body.

But she dared not.

Li Mingyi didn't answer her at all, he directly put his arms around her shoulders, and walked into the office building.

It was class time now, and even the office building was quiet, without being noticed by passersby going back and forth, Qin Niange finally felt a little more at ease.

However, this kind of comfort did not last long, because within a few minutes, they had already arrived at the door of the principal's office.

What surprised Qin Niange was that the principal seemed to have known about Li Mingyi's coming, and was waiting at the door early in the morning.

Seeing Li Mingyi walking forward with her in his arms, Mr. Principal smiled until his eyes narrowed: "Dong Li is really punctual, he came early in the morning. Have you had breakfast yet?"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qin Niange wouldn't have believed that the headmaster, who usually stood on the podium and faced them with impassioned expressions, would show such a flattering villain expression.

People's faces really change a lot.

She lowered her eyelids to hide the emotions in her eyes, and bowed slightly to the principal: "Hello, principal."

"Alright, alright, hello student Jiang, you don't have to treat me like that." The headmaster quickly responded with a smile, "Please, please come inside."

Although Qin Niange's academic performance is not bad, it is not the best either.

How could the principal remember an ordinary student like her.

It seemed that it was also thanks to Li Mingyi's blessing.

Qin Niange followed Li Mingyi in without saying a word, and sat on the sofa used by the principal to receive guests.

Li Mingyi still refused to let go of the restraint on her. In front of the principal, Qin Niange felt that the place on his body touched by him seemed to be on fire, burning her into embarrassment.

The headmaster wisely didn't ask any more questions, and didn't even look at him for a while. After they sat down, he reached out and poured two cups of tea, and handed them to them respectfully: "Tea, please."