At the same time, Shen Yanxi called and immediately launched into a barrage of questions: "He Lingchuan, is that person Cao Xue?"
He Lingchuan stood there stunned. His first thought was also about Cao Xue. Apart from her, no one would be so desperate as to spend 100 million to buy a project that hadn't even been completed yet.
After giving Shen Yanxi a brief reply, He Lingchuan immediately hung up and called Cao Xue, but no one answered.
He had a bad feeling. Did Cao Xue's parents find out that he had so much money?
He Lingchuan felt uneasy and paced back and forth. He glanced at the time, hesitated for a long time, sent a message to Professor Zhao, and then left the school.
If the money really came from Cao Xue, he would do anything to meet her.
He Lingchuan was surrounded by a group of media as soon as he reached the school gate. He was a little at a loss. When the microphone was handed to him, he realized just how big of a fuss this matter had become.
He assumed that the matter hadn't spread yet, and since the media knew about it, Cao Xue's parents couldn't possibly be unaware.
He Lingchuan frowned, feeling a bit of a headache.
"Mr. He, do you know this person who spent so lavishly?"
"Some people have said before that you are dating the Cao family's daughter. Is that true?"
"Is the person who gave you 100 million really the Cao family's daughter?"
The reporters were aggressive, and every question they asked stepped on He Lingchuan's landmines.
He frowned as he looked at these people, his expression growing increasingly somber.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he last saw a reporter; he remembered the last time was when he was being secretly photographed with his child.
At that time, they suspected that they had a relationship with Shen Yanxi, so they kept following him.
How did he leave? He Lingchuan stood there, stunned, refusing to answer the reporters' questions no matter what they asked.
"Mr. He, could you please be more attentive and cooperate with us?"
Some reporters began to disapprove of He Lingchuan's behavior and coldly reprimanded him.
He Lingchuan raised his head, looking at him with a hint of doubt: "Why should I cooperate with you? Give me a reasonable reason."
The reporter stood frozen in place, looking at He Lingchuan somewhat awkwardly: "We..."
“You started taking pictures of me without my permission, which is a serious violation of my portrait rights. You still want me to cooperate with you and want to get what I want? You are now violating my privacy rights. Do you want me to call the police?”
He Lingchuan was aggressive and didn't give the reporters a chance to breathe.
They looked at He Lingchuan somewhat awkwardly, seemingly not expecting him to be so eloquent.
One of them couldn't help but speak up: "This is an open secret. We're just here to do some follow-up interviews. We haven't done anything wrong."
"Then why should I tell you?"
He Lingchuan sneered: "Who made that rule?"
He stared coldly at the people in front of him, his lips drooping lower and lower.
While they weren't paying attention, He Lingchuan pushed the person in front of him aside and walked out, saying, "Don't follow me anymore. If I find out, I'll call the police immediately."
He turned to leave, but then heard a reporter behind him ask in a provocative voice, "Mr. He, are you feeling guilty? Do you feel ashamed? Ashamed of your students? How can you face your professor? How can you face Ms. Shen?"
He Lingchuan stopped and turned to look at the person behind him who was questioning him.
Seeing him turn around, the man smiled smugly. He stepped forward, still aggressive: "Actually, you feel guilty too, right? You know you've wronged them."
He Lingchuan snorted coldly and said impatiently, "You just mentioned these people, and apart from Professor Zhao, I have treated them all fairly. The person I feel most sorry for right now is myself. I realize that I still have too good a temper; I don't even get angry like this."
As he spoke, he picked up the phone and called the police, then walked towards the opposite side of the school.
However, how could these reporters let him go? They had finally managed to corner He Lingchuan, and they absolutely couldn't let him escape.
They ran towards He Lingchuan, trying to surround him again, but as soon as they reached the door, they were intimidated by Professor Zhao's stern gaze.
"What are you doing? Are you causing trouble at our school?"
He Lingchuan hadn't expected Professor Zhao to arrive so quickly. After he told Professor Zhao the whole story, Professor Zhao looked at He Lingchuan with some doubt: "Could it be Chengze?"
Gu Chengze had previously felt it was a pity that He Lingchuan's project was bought so easily; perhaps this 100 million yuan was what he had prepared for He Lingchuan.
"Unlikely."
He understood Gu Chengze. Gu Chengze had given him 50 million before, which was already his limit. His company had just started to take off, and it was impossible for him to just casually take out 100 million in cash.
He Lingchuan is now basically certain that this person is Cao Xue. He just wants to get to Cao Xue's side as soon as possible and see what happened to her.
Professor Zhao, as He Lingchuan's teacher, saw through his thoughts at a glance. He stood in front of He Lingchuan to block the reporters, his face turning pale: "This is a school. What do you want to do? Don't make things difficult for my student. If you have any questions, come and ask me."
Professor Zhao's tone was very serious. He looked at the people in front of him and said angrily, "I also want to talk to you about my business."
He Lingchuan and Professor Zhao exchanged a glance and immediately understood what he meant.
He didn't have time to thank Professor Zhao before turning around and leaving.
When He Lingchuan arrived at the Cao family's house, he noticed an unfamiliar car parked in front of the door.
He felt the car looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.
He Lingchuan didn't have time to think and went up to knock on the door.
His hand had just touched the doorknob when he heard a commotion coming from inside.
It was less of a quarrel and more of an interrogation, and the voice was strangely familiar: "He Lingchuan is my husband. What's the meaning of you constantly bothering him like this?"
What is Shen Yanxi doing here?
He Lingchuan's face turned pale, and he broke down the door without a care.
In that instant, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Shen Yanxi was the first to react. She frowned and looked at He Lingchuan, her eyes full of displeasure: "What are you doing here?"
"That's what I wanted to ask you too, what are you doing here?"
He Lingchuan's gaze lingered on Shen Yanxi, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.
The next second, he heard Shen Yanxi speak coldly: "I'll help you solve your troubles."
Shen Yanxi walked up to He Lingchuan, pushed his shoulders with both hands, and tried to push him out: "Wait for me outside. I'll come find you after I've sorted things out here."
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