Qiao Zhen grabbed Lu Zheng's hand and ran towards the school gate.

They were completely unaware that Lu Zheng's face was terribly gloomy.

After running a few steps, a female voice came from the side, "Slow down, Qiao Zhen!"

"Hmm?" Qiao Zhen looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged woman who looked quite serious. The two smiled the moment their eyes met. "Hello, Teacher Jin!"

"Great!" Teacher Jin looked Qiao Zhen and Lu Zheng up and down, and joked, "Are you here early to check out the school for your kids?"

Most students at this school go on to study abroad. As Qiao Zhen's former homeroom teacher, she knew that after the Qiao family went bankrupt, Qiao Zhen was admitted to a good university in China. They hadn't been in contact for several years afterward, so she probably wouldn't be familiar with the school.

The man holding her hand intimately exuded an extraordinary air; his priceless bespoke suit alone proved his considerable wealth.

It seems that Qiao Zhen has returned to the circle of the wealthy as a wife, and her children will naturally attend the best school in Jiangcheng.

Teacher Jin greeted Lu Zheng, and building good relationships with the parents of students who are either wealthy or influential is one of the important responsibilities of a teacher.

Lu Zheng looked up, and his sinister gaze made Teacher Jin's breath catch in her throat.

She had never seen such a terrifying look in someone's eyes. Her survival instinct kicked in, and she quickly said, "I have to go to class, I have to go now."

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and even though her stiletto heels were about to break, they couldn't stop her from quickening her pace to leave.

Qiao Zhen assumed everyone was busy and didn't have time to chat, so she quickly pulled Lu Zheng along to continue walking.

Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, and the fluffy hair swayed playfully with her steps, which matched her pink sportswear even better. She looked youthful and full of girlish charm, which was completely different from her previous quiet and elegant cheongsam attire.

The swaying pink figure fell into Lu Zheng's gloomy and cold eyes, and gradually a ripple appeared.

Finally, when Qiao Zhen looked at him as they returned to the motorcycle, Lu Zheng's expression had returned to calm. He put on his helmet and took her back to the examination room.

The bell had just rung to signal the end of the exam when the most attention was drawn not to the first student to leave the exam hall, but to the two police cars blocking the school gate. Many parents were restless, crowding around the cars and craning their necks to peer into the school building behind the lush green trees and shrubs.

The atmosphere of panic became a dark cloud hanging over the heads of many parents, even in broad daylight.

"What happened?" Qiao's mother rushed over, supported by caregiver Deng.

Qiao Zhen quickly supported her mother's other arm and comforted her, "It looks like it's just an ordinary police officer. It shouldn't be anything serious."

"Why hasn't Luo Sheng come out yet?" Qiao's mother stood on tiptoe to look around, her brows furrowed with worry.

Lu Zheng made a phone call nearby, "...a candidate suddenly lost control of his emotions, and the person in charge of the examination room called the police to handle the situation."

"Ah?!" Mrs. Qiao exclaimed in surprise and panic. "Wouldn't that affect our Luosheng...?"

Lu Zheng said, "It's near the end of the exam, and this candidate is on the first floor while Luo Sheng is on the fourth floor, so they won't be affected."

Mrs. Qiao patted her chest, "That's good..."

At that moment, the police brought out a boy.

The boy was agitated, his face flushed, and he struggled desperately to break free from the police's control, shouting, "You all just wait, one day I'll kill you all!"

Several more students jogged over, and judging from their school uniforms, they were from the same school as the boy who had been arrested.

Upon seeing them, the boy became even more agitated, his eyes flashing with hatred as he roared, "I remember every single one of the things you've done to me, and I will repay you a thousandfold!"

Even the adults around him were shocked by his violent aura.

But those students just laughed and made faces to provoke the boys.

"You think you can take that? Keep dreaming!"

"Heh, what a big mouth you've got! Come on then! Don't be a coward again..."

The boy stared at them like a vicious wolf, his eyes, which should have been the clearest at his age, becoming murky and menacing, until the police pushed him into the police car and closed the door.

"What exactly happened?" After the police car left, some busybodies asked the students.

One of the tall, thin men sneered, "This guy's family is dirt poor. He was beaten by his stepmother when he was young for being disobedient. He has a dark and twisted personality. He hides a sharp utility knife in his schoolbag. He can't stand seeing others do well. If he sees someone better than him, he wants to stab them in the back."

Upon hearing this, the crowd shook their heads slightly; some sighed, while others cursed.

"If his madness affects my son's exam, I'll beat him to death!"

"This is too bad. Just because you're unhappy doesn't mean you can affect someone else's life-changing situation, right?"

"That stupid and wicked brat should spend a few more years in jail; he doesn't deserve to go to college!"

Amidst the grumbling and cursing of the crowd, Qiao Zhen noticed that Lu Zheng's expression was not quite right.

His handsome face was faintly ashen, and a storm was brewing in his deep eyes. His aura gradually became sinister and cold, sending chills down one's spine.

"Lu Zheng?" she asked softly with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No," Lu Zheng denied outright.

Qiao Zhen was worried and, without thinking much, placed her hand on his forehead.

Lu Zheng has been busy with company matters these past few days and must be exhausted, so the motorcycle ride just now wasn't just her own idea, but also a way for Lu Zheng to relax.

But it seems he didn't manage to relax; in fact, he was in a bad mood because of something else.

"No fever..." Qiao Zhen muttered.

Before she could finish speaking, her slender wrist was gripped tightly, the force so strong that Qiao Zhen cried out in pain, and then she quickly looked at her mother.

Fortunately, a large number of students poured out of the school gate, and Qiao's mother and nurse Deng took a few steps forward to greet Qiao Luosheng.

"Qiao Zhen, look at me."

A low, husky voice sounded from above, like a demon's whisper.

Qiao Zhen shivered inexplicably and looked up at Lu Zheng.

A storm raged within his dark, boundless eyes, rushing toward her.

Qiao Zhen was confused. What was wrong with him?

Lu Zheng leaned close to Qiao Zhen's face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you think those students and parents deserve to be retaliated against for their reactions in the future?"

"..." Although Qiao Zhen didn't understand why Lu Zheng would ask this, she honestly replied, "I'm not entirely clear on the details, so I can't judge who's right and who's wrong among the students. As for the parents, they're worried about their children being affected, so they might vent their anger by hurling a few words, and then it's over..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that Lu Zheng's face had become even more gloomy.

The hand gripping her wrist tightened its hold, as if it wanted to break her bones.

"Lu Zheng, I have a headache!" she reminded him.

Lu Zheng did not let go, and coldly laughed, "I think they all deserve it."

A bone-chilling cold spread from her wrist throughout her body, causing Qiao Zhen to tremble slightly as she stared in astonishment at the man before her.

Why does he harbor such intense hatred?