Chapter 888: Mrs. Han to school

Chapter 888 Mrs. Han arrives at school

Back to the classroom, Zhou Tong's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

My friend saw that something was wrong with her, so he asked, "Zhou Tong, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? You look so ugly."

Zhou Tong shook his head, his voice trembling, and replied: "It's okay."

After a while, Shi Qian returned to the classroom, still looking indifferent.

Zhou Tong looked at her and thought, she must have told Sheng Xu and Cheng Yu that she was the one who posted the post.

She made friends with those wealthy men, because she wanted them to stand out for her.

In the office.

The school leaders asked Tan Weiming, what happened to Shi Qian and Dean Han?

Tan Weiming didn't want Shiqian to be used by some people.

It is only said that the two of them did know each other, but it was only a chance encounter at the awards ceremony of the computer competition.

The club just met by chance and said a few words.

The school leaders left disappointed.

Although the posts on the forum have been deleted, people still discuss it quietly and privately.

"Is there any relationship between Shi Qian and Han Yuanfeng?"

"How could the two appear in the club at the same time? It's too coincidental to say it's a coincidence."

"Why can't others meet, but she did, and she can still talk to Dean Han!"

However, as soon as Shi Qian appeared, everyone immediately shut up, not daring to say another word.

Didn't discuss it publicly on the forum, and didn't say it in front of her, so Shi Qian ignored it.

She can't keep everyone's mouths shut.

Two days later.

Baoquanyuan.

The secretary walked into Han Yuanfeng's office: "Dean, this subordinate has discovered something, please take a look."

As he spoke, the secretary handed his mobile phone to Han Yuanfeng, and the screenshot of the Jincheng University campus forum was displayed on the screen.

Looking at the content above, Han Yuanfeng's face suddenly sank: "What's going on?"

"Obviously someone is deliberately discrediting your relationship with Miss Shi. The screenshot was given to me by my niece, who is also a student of Jincheng University.

After thinking for a moment, Han Yuanfeng said: "You don't need to go, I'll take care of it."

"Do you want to go there yourself?"

"Let my wife go."

After finishing speaking, Han Yuanfeng picked up the phone and called home.

noon.

Sheng Xu, Lu Sizhe, Cheng Yu and the others came to see Shi Qian for dinner.

Several people were walking in the square, discussing what to eat when an off-road vehicle with a special license plate number suddenly drove into the school.

Slowly stop at the side of the square.

A guard got out of the car and opened the rear door.

Immediately afterwards, an elegant lady got out of the car.

Looking at Shi Qian: "Qian Qian."

Hearing the sound, Shi Qian looked along the sound.

"Aunt Meng."

"It's me." The woman walked towards Shi Qian with a smile.

Sheng Xu, Lu Sizhe, Cheng Yu, and the others looked at the woman who walked over, and they looked familiar.

Paused for a moment, Lu Sizhe suddenly said: "Isn't this Dean Han's wife?"

He turned to look at Shi Qian and asked, "Do you know Mrs. Han?"

"Yes." Shi Qian nodded slightly.

I thought Mrs. Han probably came because of something on the forum.

The people around who were originally puzzled were shocked!

This woman is Dean Han's wife!

She came to see Shi Qian, and Shi Qian called her Aunt Meng, and the two seemed to be familiar with each other.

Is it not what they think? !

Mrs. Han got closer and closer, Shi Qian said: "Aunt Meng, why are you here?"

Ms. Han stopped in front of Shi Qian, and said with a smile: "I came here to do business, and I happened to pass by your school, so I wanted to come and see you. Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other since the Chinese New Year."

Shi smiled slightly: "Yeah, it's been a long time since I saw you, and I've been busy recently."

(end of this chapter)

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