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"Let's go." Nie Mi was also a little impatient. After hearing their greetings, he breathed a sigh of relief and said softly to the girl around him, "Time to eat."

The girl nodded and followed them in, walking past the rest of them...

Cheng Wu watched the three of them walk in before he kept his smile. He turned his head back and asked Wei Ling unhappily, "President Wei, what happened to you just now? Didn't you want to ask Principal Liang for a meal? I already initiated it, but you didn't cooperate. I almost couldn't ease the awkwardness."

Exactly. He had invited the person, but Wei Ling looked so reluctant, it appeared as if he was taking things into his own hands.

Wei Ling's face twitched. She rubbed her temple and apologized to him. "I'm sorry, Professor Cheng, my mind just wandered." Cheng Wu didn't know whether to believe her.

Wei Ling had a good network in the Beijing social circle and came from a good background. Even if he was full of anger at the moment, he was smart enough to bear it down. He would just take it that her mind had really wandered.

"Since we didn't manage to make an appointment with Principal Liang this time, I doubt we will be able to in the future. Given how confident Principal Liang and Master

stay in Qing University and won't be poached by other schools." Cheng Wu's voice was quiet. Looking in the direction of the entrance of the restaurant, he continued, "Principal Liang especially came to Rao City this time to make sure that Qiao Nian stays in Qing University and that schools like Nanjing University and C University don't poach her. Once he has settled the matter, I doubt he'll stay in Rao City for long. He might just go back tomorrow or the day after, depending

prestigious schools, Nanjing University and University C, sounded like third-tier universities from the way he said

Qiao Nian's scores in the joint entrance exam that Cheng Wu could talk

heart seemed to be held tightly by an invisible hand,

several schools this morning, the best of

happy about it

moment now, Wei Ling swallowed

asked the man, "Professor Cheng, do

"Hm?"

mouth, but parts of her face moved. "I only heard you say that she was the top scorer in the entrance exam, but I

now wanted to know how much better

score was not much higher,

Chen was an Arts

students' scores in cultural subjects were lower than those of other college students. Qiao Chen's score of 589 this time was

they could be taken to be the