Even the dean has no objections, so what's the use of their objections?

The director thought for a moment and said cautiously, "Teacher Han, they all have the status of international students. At most, it's just that they enrolled early. There's no intention to give them special privileges."

"Besides, they came here for exchange and learning, not as dark as you think."

Hearing the director say this, Han Yuening asked suspiciously, "Really? You're not lying to me?"

"Their information is all here. Would I lie to you?"

The director handed the file folder to Han Yuening.

After Han Yuening opened the file folder and carefully read through it, her anger subsided considerably. These four people were indeed international students, and they had come to Yan Province University for exchange and study purposes.

"Are you calm now?"

The director glanced at Han Yuening and asked.

"Um."

Han Yuening put the files away, but she was still a little annoyed. "Even so, they can't all be assigned to my class. It will affect my classmates."

"Don't worry about that, I'll move them apart. There are only two in your class."

The director quickly patted his chest and assured him.

"Then I have no objection. I'm going back now. I still need to spend time with my family. See you after the winter break."

Seeing that it was a misunderstanding, Han Yuening didn't want to stay any longer and made an excuse to leave.

"hehe."

Watching Han Yuening's departing figure, the director shook his head and gave a bitter laugh.

Teacher Han is still as always, fiercely opposed to evil and abhorring privilege...

After Han Yuening left, the director took back the file folder and quietly looked at the four names on it.

Lin Feng, San Ran, Qing Ning, Ya.

These people... none of them have a simple background.

Especially Lin Feng, the eldest son of the Lin family, a super family in Rongcheng, whose status is top-notch in the entire Yan Province.

As for Qingning and Ya, both of them have overseas backgrounds, which are not much different from the Lin family.

"Sigh... I hope these four rich kids won't tear down the roof of Yan Province University..."

The director shook his head, placed the file on the table, and sighed for no apparent reason.

[...]

In Rongcheng, at the innermost ring of the villa district, there is a four-story villa.

Lin Feng comfortably curled up on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He exhaled a cloud of smoke, his eyes squinting in comfort.

"Honestly, those bastards Wu Yuan made me drink so much. I've forgotten how much I drank last night, and I don't even know how I got home."

Lin Feng muttered, "My head still hurts so much after a nap."

"Hey, how come you're such a heavy smoker? Can't you smoke less? It's choking me!"

Sitting opposite him, Sanran frowned, gave Lin Feng a disdainful look, then stood up and opened the living room window.

"Sorry, it's just a habit."

Lin Feng smiled and was about to continue speaking when he was interrupted by the ringing of his phone.

"Ding-dong—"

"Ding-dong—"

Two text message beeps sounded, and both Sanran and Lin Feng took out their phones from their pockets. After opening the text message, their expressions softened considerably.

"I didn't expect the family to act so quickly. They've already got the enrollment sorted out? Winter break isn't even over yet!"

Lin Feng frowned, somewhat unable to understand the actions of the Academic Affairs Office of Yan Province University.

"Oh, she's here too. This is going to be fun."

San Ran raised an eyebrow, her gaze instantly landing on Qing Ning's name. A smile appeared on San Ran's face as the corners of her mouth turned up.

"She's here too? Who is she?"

Lin Feng was somewhat curious.

"Why are you asking around? You don't know anyone. You'll find out when you get there."

Sanran rolled her eyes and said irritably.

Sanran then put her phone away and went to her room. "Let's pack our things. Since we've arranged for enrollment ahead of schedule, we should head to Yan Province right away."

"So fast?"

Lin Feng was somewhat reluctant to leave. He had only just gotten used to being the eldest son of the Lin family and really didn't want to leave Rongcheng.

"What, you're going to miss Wu Yuan and the others?"

Sanran smiled and said, "Since you can't bear to part with them, then hurry up and finish dealing with this matter. You'll be back soon, won't you?"

"Well, you're right. Okay, I'll go pack."

Lin Feng shrugged and stood up from the sofa.

Just as Lin Feng was about to step into his room to tidy up, San Ran called out to him from behind.

"Hey, young master, this matter... is probably not that simple. Be prepared."

Sanran had her back to him and spoke quietly.

"Oh, am I going to die?"

Lin Feng didn't turn his head, but asked softly.

"I will do everything in my power to protect you."

Sanran did not deny what Lin Feng said, but simply made a guarantee to him.

"I see... I understand."

Lin Feng nodded, went into his room, and then closed the door. "Let's pack our things, we'll leave this afternoon."

"Um."

Sanran gave Lin Feng a deep look, then turned and went back to her room.

[...]

Assassin's Hall branch base.

"September, this is the fund prepared for you by the organization. As for the car, you can go to any 4S store and exchange this card for a car worth 2-4 million."

A maid was holding two cards, one a bank card and the other an antique-looking black card.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Qing Ning nodded slightly, put the card away, and walked out of the base.

"Lord September, we have all received the notification. This mission... is very troublesome. Please be extra careful."

The maid looked troubled and said in a low voice.

"Is this mission going to be difficult...? Okay, I understand."

Qing Ning turned her head, smiled sweetly, and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Lady September, you don't need to be so polite to me."

The maid's face turned bright red. In a hierarchical organization like the Assassin's Hall, it was rare for someone in the leadership to be so polite to an ordinary maid.

The lime is unique.

Moreover, Lime has always been like this, so he is deeply loved by the lower-level members of the organization.

"You're so cute."

Qing Ning stopped and slowly approached the maid, almost to the point of face-to-face contact. The maid could even feel Qing Ning's hot breath.

"Nine, Lord Nine Months."

The maid looked at Qing Ning nervously, and when she saw Qing Ning's delicate features and petite face, her breathing became much heavier.

Lime is really beautiful. In terms of looks alone, both men and women can hardly resist its charm.

Unlike other beauties who rely on allure and leave you feeling parched.

The beauty of lime is impeccable; even when dressed in unisex clothing, it doesn't feel out of place at all.