A heartthrob? Here you go!

Yu Ge confirmed: "You didn't record any audio or video?"

Lin Shuyuan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Yeah, if you know what's best for you, leave quickly and don't let me..."

Yu Ge didn't have the patience to listen to her any further, so it was just right that there was no recording or videotaping.

Yu Ge turned around and strode towards Lin Shuyuan.

Seeing Yu Ge coming, Lin Shuyuan panicked and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but soon stopped, raised his head and glared at Yu Ge: "Get lost, don't lean on me--"

Before he could finish his words, Yu Ge kicked her in the lower abdomen.

The panic in Lin Shuyuan's eyes flashed away, and she reflexively turned sideways and raised her elbow to clamp Yu Ge's calf. She half-knelt down and pulled Yu Ge's calf up fiercely, trying to throw Yu Ge to the ground.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ge was very strong. He exerted force with his thighs and knees, his leg muscles tensed into a block, and he turned sideways and split her arms with his legs, then kicked her chin hard.

"boom--"

Lin Shuyuan was kicked against the tightly closed door next to him, making a loud bang.

Her carefully groomed long hair fell down, covering her face and shoulders. She was half hunched over, covering her face, not moving a muscle.

Yu Ge said coldly: "What a coincidence, I didn't record any audio or video."

"I really don't understand why you like Song Jingshen."

"Is it worth it to waste my skills and achievements for him?"

Hearing this, Lin Shuyuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, his chin was bruised and swollen, and he glared at Yu Ge fiercely: "I don't allow you to say a bad word about Senior Song."

Yu Ge said coldly: "I don't bother to say bad things about anyone. I just think they are pathetic and pitiful."

"What do you like about him? His appearance? His talent? His achievements? Wake up, his excellence does not belong to you."

"You have a cat, does he have one? Does he like it? You don't want to get married, but you hope every day that a prince charming will come down from the sky to save you, but what's the result?"

"Instead of praying, why don't you put a little thought into yourself and go back to fight for your inheritance rights? Who can force you to marry?"

The more Lin Shuyuan listened, the more her eyes turned red, and half of her eyeballs almost popped out of her eye sockets. She glared at Yu Ge, her teeth clenched, and squeezed out a few angry words:

"You, what do you know?"

"I don't understand? It's just that you were tempted to take the easier path."

Yu Ge looked at her coldly, feeling extremely disappointed. "We've been roommates for nearly four years. I tolerated you for two years because you saved me in my first year. Now you're attacking my friend. I can't tolerate it anymore."

"I'm warning you, don't do anything to my friend."

"That's all I've said, so you can take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Yu Ge didn't do anything else. He just turned around and left.

"pat-"

The warm wooden door was closed, and the room was filled with silence. Lin Shuyuan slid down against the door and slowly sat on the ground.

She stared blankly at the floor, then looked at the arm that had just restrained Yu Ge.

Due to the force, his arm was bruised and the muscles on it were still trembling slightly.

"Ha——" Lin Shuyuan laughed.

She took out her communicator and made a call: "Hey, call that kid back to practice with me."

She had a twisted grin on her face and stared at her arm: "I'm going to use this arm to break her legs myself!"

Administrative building - eighth floor.

The shiny and smooth expensive leather shoes stepped silently on the thick light brown carpet.

The tailor-made dark blue uniform was smooth and ironed, making the young man's figure look even taller and more slender.

A monocle hung casually on his chest, and the thin gold chain by his ear swayed rhythmically with his steps.

The elegant and noble young man walked slowly to the solid wooden door and knocked lightly with his hand.

"咚咚-"

The door opened in response, and facing the butler who opened the door, the young man's voice, as beautiful and rhythmic as a violin, rang out:

"Good day, Butler Mo."

"Good day, Master Ji."

Mo Wuxun made way, Ji Yan walked in slowly and closed the door gently.

After a while, when the door opened again, Ji Yan walked outside and turned around, looking into the door with eyes as blue as the ocean, and said calmly:

"I will take a good look at this paper. Professor Chen, please don't blame me for being forgetful this time."

After saying this, without waiting for Chen Yuping to reply, Ji Yan calmly turned around and left.

He walked towards the elevator with a clear goal in mind. When he met students who greeted him in the corridor, he would nod and respond, "Good day."

After a while, they arrived at the elevator. Coincidentally, the elevator door just opened and there was only Yu Ge inside.

Ji Yan was not in a hurry to go in. His cold and slender fingers pressed the elevator button and slowly nodded to Yu Ge and said hello: "Good day, classmate Yu."

He smiled calmly and said, "I'll need your guidance in the future."

After saying that, he walked into the elevator and pressed the first floor.

The elevator door slowly closed, and he smiled and nodded again at Yu Ge outside the elevator.

Yu Ge frowned and watched, his heartbeat slightly quickening. He thought of the news he had seen on the Internet - that Councillor Ji had met with Professor Chen, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

In the original text, Ji Yan's obsession and criticism of Song Jingshen was no less than Liu Yu's.

Liu Yu dared to massacre the city, and Ji Yan dared to impose heavy taxes and levies, forcing to death countless civilians and even small nobles.

The Finance and Taxation Department under the Parliament has always been the one that has the final say in the Ji family. In order to ensure the financial security of Song Jingshen, he vigorously promoted mortgage loans, obtained expensive collateral with extremely small amounts, and then resold it at charity auctions, making both the money and the reputation clean.

For those who were unwilling to consume in advance, he quietly raised the tax rate, attacked them indiscriminately, and finally even reached out to the military.

Yu Ge lowered his eyes.

Such a greedy fox will never give up until it has bitten off enough compensation.

What exactly did Chen Yuping promise him?

Yu Ge looked up at the third solid wood carved door in the corridor, walked over steadily, and there was a knock on the door, which was opened by Mo Wuxun.

Seeing Yu Ge, she kept scrutinizing him with her narrow and cold eyes. Soon she lowered her eyes and responded to Yu Ge's greeting with a voice as cold as glacier water:

"Good morning, Yu."

As she spoke, she turned sideways and lowered her head to make way for Yu Ge, and then gently closed the door after Yu Ge came in.

Chen Yuping was sitting on the sofa, reading and sketching a document. There were two gold-thread rose teacups on the coffee table in front of her.

Hearing the voice, she raised her head and greeted Yu Ge with a kind smile: "Yu, you are here so early? Come quickly, just in time to take a look at this paper."

As soon as Yu Ge walked over and sat down, the teacup was taken away by Mo Wuxun and replaced by two plain teacups.

After Chen Yuping handed the paper in his hand to Yu Ge, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, and his brows immediately relaxed.

Yu Ge took the paper and what caught his eyes was the sharp and beautiful handwriting.

In today's technologically advanced world, the author of the paper still retains the habit of handwriting. Each stroke is as elegant and calm as flowing water, and his ruthless ambition can be seen in every turning point of his pen.

Just as Yu Ge was about to take a closer look, Professor Chen next to him said:

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Ji Yan and you will be my teaching assistants from now on."

"He just left not long ago. I don't know if you met him. Remember to add his contact number and communicate more."

Professor Chen said with a smile, holding the teacup.