Hearing Lian Chuchu's words, Nan Zhi glanced at her indifferently, "I could also say that you and Li Weiwei were in cahoots. If you want me to admit it, then show me the evidence. You're just making baseless accusations that I stole your boyfriend, and I'm supposed to just accept it like this? Why should I?"

Lian Chuchu: "......."

Nan Zhi vehemently denies the matter, but unfortunately, they have no evidence.

"Shut up if you have no evidence. If you keep this up, I can sue you for defamation."

Nan Zhi continued, "And also, you said I stole your study abroad spot from your university. How did I steal it? Did I steal it or copy it? You're not as good as others, so you try to frame others to show off your noble character. Is that really interesting?"

Nan Zhi spoke such a long passage without even taking a breath, which made Lian Chuchu feel extremely annoyed.

"It's because you have the connection with the head of the Shen family that you got the test questions in advance. Otherwise, how could someone who was at the bottom of the class suddenly get a hundred points on such difficult questions? Nanzhi, it's no use denying it. This first place should have been Sister Chuchu's."

Li Weiwei argued with Nan Zhi with her neck red, while Lian Chuchu lowered her head, looking genuinely aggrieved. Before anyone knew it, everyone thought she was agreeing with the matter.

Seeing that the two were still not giving up on slandering her, Nanzhi smiled:

"Where's the evidence?"

Li Weiwei: "...Then do you have any evidence to prove that you didn't use connections to get the exam answers in advance?"

Nanzhi was taken aback by her question. Had this person been kicked in the head by a donkey?

Just as he was about to speak sarcastically, a voice came from the crowd:

“I have evidence to prove it.”

Immediately, everyone's attention was drawn to that person, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline that reached his forehead.

Nanzhi looked at him; his face seemed familiar.

Li Weiwei and Lian Chuchu stared wide-eyed. "Dean?"

Nanzhi: "......"

This person is actually the dean of the Fashion Design Institute at University A?

All told, Nan Zhi only stayed at University A for half a year, and she had completely forgotten the dean's face.

Hearing Li Weiwei and the others calling out, Nan Zhi finally understood why that face looked so familiar.

The dean glanced at Li Weiwei, his expression full of disapproval, then looked at Nan Zhi. This was the pride of their A University. A few days ago, an acquaintance from the association had specifically mentioned Nan Zhi to him, saying that she had won first place in the fashion design competition and would be representing the country on the international stage.

Nanzhi was completely bewildered by the way the dean looked at her like she was his son.

The dean began by saying:

“I remember this exam. As soon as the test paper came out, I locked it in the safe in front of everyone and only gave it to the proctor ten minutes before the exam. There was no way that I could know the questions and answers in advance.”

As he spoke, the dean turned his gaze to Lian Chuchu and Li Weiwei, his tone becoming critical:

“Your questioning of the fairness of this exam is also a questioning of University A and my character as dean. You are truly ashamed to be a student of University A.”

After all, he was the dean of the college, as well as a teacher and professor. Li Weiwei and Lian Chuchu were reprimanded in public, but they didn't dare to argue back. Who would have thought that the dean was standing in the crowd?

Nan Zhi felt this was a truly unexpected gain. The dean was not so easily appeased. Their school had always been fair and impartial, yet two students from A University were now defaming the school's reputation in front of so many people.

"A University is a century-old prestigious institution. You two disregard the school's reputation so much, spreading rumors and causing trouble outside, maliciously slandering your classmates, and being aggressive on several occasions. You are simply hopeless. Don't ever say that you graduated from A University in the future."

After all, he is a scholar, and the dean of a department at University A, so his words are naturally comparable to authoritative announcements.

At this moment, everyone had completely dispelled their doubts about Nan Zhi, and even had their own opinions about Li Weiwei and Lian Chuchu's behavior.

"Now you've been slapped in the face, haven't you? How could you so ruthlessly slander your classmate?"

"How embarrassing, to be exposed by the dean in public."

"I'd better not believe women like that in the future. I've learned my lesson."

"Looking at this girl from the Lian family, she seems so gentle and weak. Now that I think about it, I feel like I was used."

"I also discovered that she was very scheming, and we were all used as pawns."

"I hate people who say one thing and do another."

"nausea."

......

Hearing all the talk that was originally about Nanzhi now directed at her, even Chu Chu's face turned pale and she began to tremble.

Originally, these people would have been wary of Nan Zhi because she was a member of the Shen family, but now, when facing Lian Chuchu, they didn't deliberately lower their voices. Everyone in the circle knew that this young lady of the Lian family was an illegitimate child.

“Those who are raised outside the family are naturally shameless.”

"After all, he wasn't born to the first wife, so he's different at heart."

"I don't know why the Lian family took her back. They're sure to cause trouble at home."

......

The words that Lian Chuchu cared about most and was most sensitive to kept drilling into her ears, completely shattering her mental state at that moment. She moved closer to Lin Feifan with some fear.

Even though everyone was saying those things about Lian Chuchu, Lin Feifan still cared for her immensely. He reached out and took Lian Chuchu's hand, whispering:

"Chuchu, don't be afraid, I believe in you."

Even with tears in her eyes, Lian Chuchu nodded pitifully.

But while you can cover your face, you can't cover your ears.

"I guess she's like her mother, enjoying being a mistress."

"In short, this kind of person is more hateful, much more hateful than Li Weiwei."

"At first, she spoke those words with righteous indignation, but now that I think about it, it was probably just a deliberate attempt to confuse us and make us guess about Nanzhi."

"White lotus".

"That hateful green tea bitch, we'd better keep our eyes open from now on."

......

The more Lian Chuchu listened, the more her head ached. She reached up to hold her forehead and collapsed straight to the ground. Lin Feifan caught her with lightning speed, "Chuchu?"

I called her several times but she didn't respond.

"I think he's faking it."

"I've seen this kind of act many times. It's a white lotus's signature skill: feigning unconsciousness."

"Try pricking her with a needle to see if she's dizzy."

Lin Feifan suddenly raised his head, his cold gaze fixed on the few women in the crowd who were making sarcastic remarks. Their chatter stopped abruptly, simply because Lin Feifan's gaze was too terrifying.

Previously, their attention was drawn to others, and they had subconsciously ignored the young master of the Lin family. Now, after being looked at by him, they felt a chill run down their spines and their hearts were filled with unease.

Lin Feifan picked up Lian Chuchu and carried her out. With each step he took, the people would spontaneously make way for him.

Nan Zhi stroked her chin. If things were to follow the original story, Lin Feifan would be rising to power soon. But no matter how powerful he became, there was still Shen Xingmian in this world, so it didn't matter.

Seeing Lian Chuchu faint, Li Weiwei was also very worried.