Zhao Shuyan is a senior in college this year and is about to graduate, so she doesn't have many classes.

She was a well-known beauty in her department, with a bright personality and good interpersonal relationships on campus.

Jiang Yue wasn't there to interrogate anyone, and after getting out of the car, she didn't make a scene by having her bodyguards immediately escort the man who had drugged her the night before to Zhao Shuyan.

Jiang Yue discovered that the seemingly innocent and pure female protagonist was not as naive and harmless as described in the original work. In the surveillance footage last night, she clearly saw the man put something in her cup. Even though she knew there was something wrong, she still drank it without changing her expression.

That's really interesting.

I've never seen anyone make things difficult for themselves.

Under the blazing sun, Jiang Yue wore sunglasses, and her assistant, Chen, remained on high alert, not daring to relax for a moment, staying close to his wife.

This is a school, there are many people and distractions.

If the wife loses control of her emotions again and acts like an unreasonable shrew in public, slapping people when she gets angry, then things will be difficult to handle.

However, at this moment, Jiang Yue appeared very calm and composed.

She attracted a lot of attention as soon as she arrived at the art college.

Her temperament was so outstanding that she stood out from the crowd. Under the bright sunlight, her skin was so white it seemed to glow, and her long, dark hair, like silk, cascaded down her back. She exuded a cold aura, and was both beautiful and noble.

He was accompanied by a distinguished man in a suit.

He seemed to treat her with utmost respect.

You can tell from her appearance that she is someone special.

Jiang Zhi received a message as soon as Jiang Yue arrived: her roommate saw her at the school gate and immediately messaged her: "Looks like your period... is here?"

Jiang Yue used to frequently visit Jiang Zhi at school, always bringing expensive gifts. Jiang Zhi never appreciated them. His roommate jokingly asked him, "Is she your girlfriend?"

Jiang Zhi, expressionless, threw the gift box she had left behind into the trash can and replied coldly, "No."

My roommate then asked, "So that's your sister? Yeah, I think I heard them mention you have a sister when school started."

The dormitory door was slammed shut with a loud thud.

Looking up again, the boy's delicate, fair face was now covered in frost. He frowned, and without hesitation, he distanced himself from the relationship, refusing to admit it to others: "No, she is not my sister."

My roommate is very curious and always insists on getting to the bottom of things.

Jiang Zhi, annoyed by the questioning, casually replied, "A distant relative."

Upon learning that she had returned to the school and gone directly to the School of Media, Jiang Zhi left the lab before finishing his experiment.

He didn't even have time to change out of his white coat before rushing off there.

Jiang Yue soon met Zhao Shuyan. Zhao Shuyan had just finished class and saw Jiang Yue at the entrance of the teaching building. She almost thought she was seeing things.

The students around her couldn't help but look in her direction.

It was stunning, and I couldn't bear to leave it behind.

Amidst the surrounding whispers and gasps of astonishment at her magnified beauty,

Students from the School of Media Studies certainly recognize this host who is somewhat famous online.

Someone secretly filmed a few videos and casually posted them on Weibo: "Am I seeing things?! Jiang Yue actually came to our school! My god, she's so beautiful in person."

A classmate from the same college commented below: "I saw it too, it's the old slave's princess."

The sun was shining brightly, and it stung the skin.

Jiang Yue was delicate and soft-bodied, with fair and tender skin, and didn't want to suffer like this under the scorching sun.

She walked up to Zhao Shuyan and got straight to the point: "I heard you suspect that I was the one who framed you last night."

Zhao Shuyan stood alone and helpless in front of her. She lowered her head, showing a pitiful helplessness. Her lower lip was bitten pale by her own teeth: "That person said it himself."

Jiang Yue hummed in agreement, casually glancing at her entire body. She seemed to be trembling. Was she that angry? Or that scared?

“I know,” Jiang Yue then said casually, “but I’m not a philanthropist. I don’t want to take on things I haven’t done for no reason.”

Before Jiang Yue could say anything more, she was interrupted by Jiang Zhi, who had rushed over.

The young man came running, his breath unsteady, his handsome face covered in frost. He grabbed Jiang Yue's wrist and pulled her aside forcefully, so that she would stay away from Zhao Shuyan, for fear that she might hurt her.

"How dare you come to the school to interrogate me?"

Jiang Zhi convicted her without even asking her anything, subconsciously feeling that she was there to take revenge on Zhao Shuyan.

Jiang Yue's skin was thin, and the forceful grip he had just given her left a painful mark on her wrist. She was instantly enraged. "This little brat has gone too far, hasn't he?!"

Jiang Yue scoffed and lifted her eyelids slightly, "You don't want to be my brother, but you quite like being her dog."

Jiang Zhi's eyes turned completely cold. The aloof and cold male god on campus was always so easily angered in front of his sister: "Say it again."

Jiang Yue smiled and said, "So what if I say it ten more times? I'm telling you, we're severing our sibling relationship today."

Jiang Zhi didn't feel relieved when he heard her say that she wanted to sever all ties with him.

Her expression was more serious than ever before, not at all like she was putting on an act to scare people.

The boy pursed his lips, the sunlight reflecting off his pale face, which was almost completely bloodless.

He felt incredibly stifled, as if all the air in his chest had been squeezed out.

If... if she hadn't come to school to bully people, why would he have said such harsh words to her?

She was neither in the right nor forgiving.

Jiang Zhi looked at her wrist, which was red all over. He wanted to apologize, but he couldn't bring himself to do it because of what she had done.

The boy remained silent, seemingly in defiance.

Jiang Yue then turned her gaze to Zhao Shuyan, "I've already copied the surveillance footage from last night, and I've brought the man who attacked you last night here. He's right at the school gate, and you can confront him in person now."

"Or take him to the police station."

"However, if Zhao encounters any problems next time, don't impulsively accuse others before you've figured things out. I'm being very wronged."

Zhao Shuyan froze on the spot, unable to believe that she had even pulled up the surveillance footage from last night. She had specifically observed it last night; it was a blind spot…

If there were surveillance cameras, then she…

Zhao Shuyan looked up at Jiang Yue, who had a faint smile on her lips as she looked down at her, as if she had already seen through her secret thoughts from last night.

Zhao Shuyan thought she was overthinking it. How could that be? Jiang Yue wasn't that smart.

After saying that, Jiang Yue turned and left.

A few seconds later, a stiff voice called out to her, "Jiang Yue".

The boy still looked at her with a cold glare. He clearly wanted to say something nice to her, but he swallowed it back before he could speak.

Jiang Yue paused for a second, then pretended not to hear and ignored him.

The boy clenched his fists and then clenched them again. Only after everyone had walked away did he seem to come back to his senses, reverting to his aloof and indifferent demeanor from school. He looked deeply at Zhao Shuyan, pursed his lips, and asked, "Did you really hear clearly last night? They were talking about my sister?"

Zhao Shuyan was stunned, and her eyes instantly reddened.

Jiang Zhi, however, did not notice her. His thick, dark eyelashes drooped, as if asking her, or perhaps asking himself, "Do they have any evidence?"

Yes, evidence.

Last night, without any evidence, he attacked him with such harsh words.

The boy's face turned pale again in an instant, almost sickly, and he felt regret and guilt towards her for the first time in a long time.