President's husband

Li Mingyi took the cup of tea casually, put it on the coffee table in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "I heard that your school just conducted a survey of college aspirations for senior three students?"

Hearing him mention this, Qin Niange felt his temples twitch suddenly, and his whole body froze on the seat.

In class yesterday, the homeroom teacher did ask them to fill out an interest questionnaire, but how could Li Mingyi know?

The principal nodded hurriedly, and said again and again: "Yes, that's right! I thought that you have always cared about Jiang, so I asked the assistant to call your secretary to ask if you need to know about Jiang I didn't expect you to take the time to come here in person for your classmate's wish, it seems that Director Li really cares about classmate Jiang, haha..."

The flattery on the principal's face was still clearly discernible, but Qin Niange's heart had cooled down inch by inch.

She never expected that the principal would report even such a trivial matter to Li Mingyi in order to obtain donations.

She quietly clenched her palms, and her heart beat faster and faster, thumping——

Li Mingyi was sitting beside her, so he naturally noticed her series of reactions.

He narrowed his eyes and nodded to the principal: "Principal Luo Li is bothering you, can you let me see how she fills out the questionnaire?"

"Yes, yes, of course!" Principal Li nodded and stood up from the sofa, got up and went to his desk to pick up a piece of A4 paper.

Needless to say, that one is the questionnaire that Qin Niange just filled out yesterday.

It seemed that he was really well prepared.

Qin Niange lowered his head, an uncontrollable sourness welled up in his nostrils.

She originally thought that at least her actions in school would not be restrained by Li Mingyi, and she could do a little bit of what she wanted to do.

But unexpectedly, even this idea... can only be a delusion.

Principal Li quickly handed over the questionnaire to Li Mingyi, who lowered his head and looked seriously at the three schools she had filled out.

Principal Li did not forget to continue to flatter: "It seems that Jiang is very fond of design, haha... He chose the top design schools in China, and children can be taught, haha..."

Even though Qin Niange kept his head down all the time, he couldn't help but sneak a look in Li Mingyi's direction.

His expression was the same as before, without any change, but Qin Niange still clearly felt that his face had become much uglier, and even his muscles seemed to gradually tense.

Principal Li is right. The schools she chose are all top design schools in China, but at the same time, these schools also have a common feature.

That is, they are separated by more than half of China from Shengguang City where they are now.

Outsiders may not be able to see the connection, but Li Mingyi can tell at a glance that she wants to take advantage of this college entrance examination to escape from his side far away.

Li Mingyi's hand was still around her shoulder, but as Li Mingyi's eyes became more and more serious, he held her shoulder with increasing strength, almost crushing her bones.

Qin Niange didn't dare to utter a breath, and quietly bowed his head beside him.

She really didn't expect that Li Mingyi would get this questionnaire, otherwise, she wouldn't have exposed her intentions to him so early.

Suddenly, Qin Niange heard the sound of paper, and when she raised her head, she realized that Li Mingyi had crumpled the paper into a ball in anger.

And his sudden movement obviously startled the principal.

The principal looked at Qin Niange at a loss, then turned his gaze to Li Mingyi: "Director Li, this..."