C9 The Misunderstanding Was Intentional

The harsh, harsh voice broke the noise in the classroom.

Qian Baihui folded his hands in front of his chest. She looked like a queen overlooking everything.

That contemptuous look was like looking at a clown.

"Pei Shishi, I didn't think that the thigh you hugged this time was really not simple. Like I said, you are definitely not that kind of pure white rabbit."

Pei Shishi looked at this face that was filled with anger and really wanted to go up and slap her.

The smell of gunpowder between the two became more and more intense.

"Pei Shishi! Come out for a moment!"

The experienced voice of the teaching director echoed in his ears.

The entire classroom was instantly silent.

The quiet office was silent, and the atmosphere of Jia Yi filled the entire corner.

"What did you say about Pei Shishi?"

"If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I have the right to fire you in this school!"

Pei Shishi lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly, turning the surrounding skin white.

Even if she did not raise her head, she could feel the burning gaze of the teaching director. She wished she could kill her.

This kind of thing happened in the school and Pei Shishi understood it better than anyone else. She was afraid that she would not be able to explain it clearly even if she had a thousand mouths.

"I beg you not to fire me. I have no way to explain this to you, but I beg you not to fire me."

"Director, can you give me a chance?"

"I will prove to you that I am not the kind of girl you think I am..."

The voice was very soft, like a leaf falling.

The end of the voice was filled with sobs. Although one could not see the expression on her face, one could clearly tell that Pei Shishi must be crying.

The director pushed the glasses on his face and his gaze became deep and distant.

"Go and write a review for me first!"

"Whether you will be expelled by the school or not will be decided."

Pei Shishi used her tender little hands to tightly tug at the corner of her clothes. Because of her shame, her little face had already turned red.

She silently walked out of the office. Wherever she went, she saw what she saw. There were looks of scorn.

Everyone looked at her with disgust and disgust.

"You're just waiting to be fired..."

"A woman like you, if you don't leave the school this time, write my name upside down."

Pei Shishi looked up in shock and saw that contemptuous face. Although it was very charming, at this time, it looked extremely ugly.

"A thousand benefits! It is impossible for you to let me leave this school."

"I'm afraid that I will really disappoint you..."

The night was hazy and the cold wind was trembling. The merciless cold wind ruthlessly tore at the withered branches. The late autumn nights were always somewhat desolate.

Pei Shishi absentmindedly left the school and went straight to the hospital.

After all, the hospital was empty and there was not a single person in sight. Passing through the dark corridor, she pushed open the door and saw a man dressed in cloth clothes sitting on the bed.

His eyes were empty and a little dazed. His entire face was pale.

His brows were slightly furrowed, causing his entire face to be shrouded in a trace of melancholy.

"Zhou Bomu..."

Pei Shishi used all her strength to say these three words.

The man's expression paused for a moment. Then, he slowly lifted his clean face.

Pei Shishi felt as if her heart had been hit by something.

She instinctively took half a step back, and her expression was a little flustered.

This was originally a face that did not have a clean sun.

In just a short day, she actually saw an unprecedented melancholy in her eyes.

"I..."

Pei Shishi was very uncomfortable from head to toe. She hated to look at those scrutinizing eyes.

"You don't know how to explain."

"If you really are like the rumors in school, then I can only congratulate you. You go. I don't want to see you for the time being."

Pei Shishi felt like her heart was about to be shattered. You said it. It was like a knife in the heart.

She thought that even the whole world would misunderstand her.

Zhou Bomu was at least one of them.

She forcefully endured the tears of grief, a sad and beautiful smile crossing her lips.