Tang Siya paused, staring intently at Song Xijun, but he simply lowered his head, focusing on the test paper written by Ruan Qing'an. He glanced at the previous test paper and then put it aside.

As Tang Siya said, Ruan Qing'an answered the preliminary exam paper in the school quite well, and many of his problem-solving ideas were very similar to Song Xijun's own, and even their styles were similar.

By directly addressing the core of the problem and using the most incisive solution, the final requirements of the problem can be achieved decisively and efficiently.

"She really does look a lot like me..."

Song Xijun spoke with her head down, not paying any attention to Tang Siya at all.

Tang Siya's face turned ashen after being thoroughly rejected. She reached out to snatch the test paper from Song Xijun's hand: "Song Xijun, you'd better think this through!"

"If you promise me, there's nothing you can't have!"

But Song Xijun had already bypassed her. Through his hair, a mocking smile appeared in his dark eyes: "I don't lack anything, Miss Tang. The only thing I want is not something you can give me."

"Song Xijun, do you think I can't afford it?!"

No matter what Tang Siya said, Song Xijun remained unmoved. He simply tidied the test papers in his hands and said coldly, "I only want her, and you can't give her to me, Miss Tang."

Seeing Song Xijun walk out of the milk tea shop, Tang Siya finally gave up her plan to bribe him. Her face darkened, and she tore off all the pretense of gentleness, looking at him coldly.

Tang Siya's voice was sinister: "Song Xijun, you'd better think this through. This is a mutually beneficial deal, or don't blame me for being impolite. That's how the world is; profit comes first!"

"I would also like to say the same to you, Miss Tang: you'd better not act rashly, or you will surely perish if you do many unrighteous things."

A slight smile played on his lips, his eyes revealing no emotion, yet Tang Siya instinctively took a step back. It was as if she were facing an abyss, an invisible pressure that almost made her breathless.

She retorted, her bravado masking her inner fear: "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

But Song Xijun didn't reply to her. When he reached the entrance of the milk tea shop, his phone suddenly rang, displaying the name "Ruan Qing'an".

The gloom in his dark eyes melted away like winter snow meeting spring, and even the hint of dark green seemed as gentle as tender buds in early spring. His voice, which had been cold, softened instantly: "Hey, Ruan Ruan?"

But Zhao Xiaohan's voice came from the other end of the phone, anxiously saying, "Song Xijun, Ruan Ruan is in trouble!"

"What's wrong?"

"A group of people reported her for cheating, and she's currently explaining herself to the counselor. If this matter isn't resolved clearly, it might not be as simple as just losing her spot!"

Hearing this, Song Xijun's eyes darkened, and her emotions hardened little by little: "Don't worry, I'm coming right away. How did her phone end up with you?"

"The scene is too chaotic. People are pushing and shoving, and they're about to fight. Ruan Ruan's phone fell. Come quick!"

Just as Song Xijun hung up the phone, Tang Siya also came out of the milk tea shop. Seeing this, she sneered, "I would also like to give this saying to Ruan Qing'an: 'Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish.' With a background like that, she still dared to cheat. It's laughable."

"Song Xijun, you'll do it sooner or later—"

Before Tang Siya could finish speaking, Song Xijun had already grabbed her by the throat. Even though Tang Siya had said countless things to him, threatening and bribing him countless times, he hadn't bothered to lay a hand on her. But now…

Seeing that Tang Siya finally shut up, Song Xijun impatiently let go of her hand: "You'd better be smarter, Tang Siya."

...

When Song Xijun arrived at the office, a group of people were crowding around it, and the counselor was squeezing out from the crowd, looking rather unwell.

Upon seeing Song Xijun, the counselor gestured to him: "Song Xijun, you should leave quickly and not get involved in this matter. If things get messy, it will be bad if you get dragged into it."

"Teacher, what exactly is going on?"

"Sigh... Some people think Ruan Qingan cheated, and Ruan Qingan was unhappy about it, so he confronted everyone directly, and as a result, these students came to the office to report him."

The counselor also felt a headache: "Anyway, Song Xijun, you should leave now. This is not something you can get involved in. Ruan Qing'an is really a headache. This cheating is really a bit outrageous."

But as the counselor was speaking, he saw Song Xijun walk past him and head into the office, which made him even more anxious: "Song Xijun, don't do anything reckless! Can you be sure that Ruan Qing'an really didn't cheat? Don't get yourself into trouble!"

"...If it's her, it's okay."

The counselor was slightly taken aback, but at that moment Song Xijun had already bypassed him and walked straight into the office—inside the office, Ruan Qing'an stood on the other side with her arms crossed, and opposite her was the student who had come to report the incident.

Standing in the office were not only teachers, but also college leaders, creating a tense atmosphere throughout the office.

Ruan Qing'an hadn't seen Song Xijun yet. His leaden eyes stared at them as he retorted, "Come on, you cheated, huh? Where's the evidence? Where's the surveillance video? Or do you really think I could cheat with five proctors guarding one classroom?"

"Among the people taking the exam, the ones sitting next to me can't write a single word. Where am I supposed to copy from? Should I just copy a blank paper?"

"The one furthest from me is Song Xijun. Or do you think I have clairvoyance and can see his paper from several rows away? I'd probably need X-ray vision to do that."

Under the almost murderous gaze of the leader opposite him, Ruan Qing'an asked a mocking question, leaving Zhao Xiaohan, who was standing to the side, completely dumbfounded.

"Ruan Ruan, don't worry..."

Zhao Xiaohan tugged at Ruan Qingan, extremely anxious, but also afraid that Ruan Qingan's aggressiveness would lead to a demerit from the school leaders.

The school leader, after being harshly reprimanded, looked very upset: "Ruan Qing'an, I hope you don't get too emotional. This is just an investigation because too many people have reported us. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill!"

"How interesting. They're already prepared to cancel my grades and they're only investigating? Is it because too many people suspect me that rumors are spreading like wildfire?"

Ruan Qing'an's expression darkened slightly: "You called me over for questioning without any evidence—what, are bad students just destined to do poorly on tests, and even if they do well, it's considered cheating?"

These words were somewhat putting people in a precarious position, and the school leaders' faces darkened slightly. Just then, a voice intervened.

Song Xijun stood coldly beside Ruan Qing'an: "I tutored her, teacher. Do you think I have the ability to teach someone to be second best?"

The person who had just been so confident that Nguyen Thanh An had cheated was suddenly speechless.