“I—I used to focus only on studying in high school! I’ve never been in love! And after starting university, didn’t the teachers keep telling me all sorts of things?!”

“What are you talking about? It’s totally normal to want to keep photos of girls you like! If she’s willing to reply to my messages, that means there’s something there! If there are communication issues, we can’t drag it out. We need to talk face-to-face, and then I’ll go to the girls’ dorm to find her! I was just following the teachers’ advice!”

Bao Zhiwei sounded so wronged, as if he were just a lovesick little boy who didn’t understand anything, trying to shove all the blame onto Jiang Rong.

She had previously thought Bao Zhiwei was not only an excellent student but also knew how to gauge the situation. The guy was always calling her “Sister Jiang” and would bring hometown specialties every holiday—so proactive. But when it mattered most, his face turned ferocious, looking no different from a mad dog.

Jiang Rong, always so high and mighty, now really felt the pain Xia Fu was experiencing from his unreasonable and troublesome behavior. She was so angry that she felt short of breath, almost losing her composure as a teacher, pointing at Bao Zhiwei’s nose and scolding him:

“Isn’t it all because you made it sound so nice? Saying you and Xia Fu are good friends, just having minor disagreements? I was considering your pride, speaking tactfully! How did that become a reason for you to commit a crime?! Is communicating the same as hitting someone?!”

Is this what they call top students admitted to F University? Are these the teachers who are supposed to nurture the next generation?

How many more ridiculous situations do they need to create?

Jiang Rong was considered his junior. After graduating, she stayed at F University, one of the few counselors with a permanent position. She thought that moving from being a student to a teacher, she would understand the school better and have a deeper connection with the students. But now, it seemed like he might need to reassess her work attitude.

The secretary beside them listened, his eyebrows furrowing deeper with each word. Before he could speak, he had to take a deep breath to stop himself from sighing.

“Enough, enough.”

The man reached out to separate the two arguing people. His expression was stern, and his words were sharp.

“Teacher Jiang, you’re a counselor. You need to discern right from wrong. Just because he says something doesn’t make it true, does it? If a student like Xia Fu says she’s scared, shouldn’t you take it seriously? Secretly taking photos is still taking photos. Adding ‘love’ to it doesn’t make it reasonable.”

“Do you remember the ‘Student Disciplinary Management Implementation Details’ taught during training? The school’s disciplinary actions are divided into seven levels: warning, severe warning, demerit, probation, and finally, dismissal, expulsion, and termination of enrollment.”

The secretary spoke in a steady tone, clearly explaining the school’s regulations.

Through his explanation, everyone present clearly saw how Bao Zhiwei, under Jiang Rong’s leniency, had become careless and indifferent, steadily heading towards his own downfall.

“Taking photos secretly, which violates others’ privacy, starts with a severe warning. It’s not some trendy pajama show on the campus street, but sexual harassment that harms students. If he had reflected seriously from the beginning and earned Xia Fu’s forgiveness, perhaps it could have been handled more leniently, reduced to a verbal warning.”

“But ambushing near the girls’ dorm, premeditated schoolyard fights—according to the regulations, these are serious infractions above a demerit.”

“Now, with multiple offenses like secret filming, intimidation, and fighting, the punishment has escalated to probation. The next level would be expulsion.”

“Luckily, he’s only a freshman. If Bao is as excellent as you say, getting back into F University wouldn’t be hard.”

“But a dismissal of this level would be recorded in his academic file, and our school would consider it during future admissions. Moreover, the civil service hiring guidelines clearly state that students who have been dismissed are not eligible.”

“At every point, there was room for recovery. Overindulging the student only harmed him. Now, Teacher Jiang and Bao, do you understand what you’ve actually done?”

The secretary looked at the two of them, who were still covering for each other, now in complete disarray, and posed his final question.

That question struck straight to the heart.

After he finished speaking, Jiang Rong was left speechless, and Bao Zhiwei looked ashen.

When faced with situations they couldn’t accept, people often choose to escape reality. Bao Zhiwei was clearly not someone good at “self-reflection.”

Probation? Probation?

Bao Zhiwei’s eyes went dark. Deep down, he couldn’t accept the fact of his own “self-destruction.”

Why did things escalate like this?

He got into F University, admired by everyone back home as a top student. How could he be forced to drop out overnight? There must have been a mistake somewhere! Maybe Sister Jiang didn’t persuade him! Or Fang Jingcheng deliberately sought out the secretary to oppress him!

He stood there, lost and dazed, as if he was about to burst into tears at any moment.

But Fang Jingcheng didn’t care about his shattered worldview. To him, Bao was a “bad kid who takes advantage when you’re sick and wants your life.” He didn’t hear “expulsion” and just thought the secretary was being too lenient.

The young man couldn’t help but pout secretly, turning his head to look at the girl beside him.

The troubles Jiang Rong mentioned were actually things that should have been protected, but her weak voice was always ignored…

Xia Fu listened intently, feeling deeply about the moment, which was hard to describe.

The girl’s focused expression made Fang Jingcheng feel especially neglected.

What was she looking at? The secretary? Clearly, he was the hero saving the day.

The young man leaned forward, lowering his shoulders, and whispered softly into Xia Fu’s ear, “Let go of my hand, okay? I’ll buy you a new computer.”

“By the way, you have a purchase record, right?” At the same time, Fang Jingcheng flipped his palm and gently ran the back of his index finger over Xia Fu’s hand.

It was like a cat’s tail casually brushing against a calf, the tickle spreading quickly and then vanishing in an instant. Xia Fu was completely defenseless against Fang Jingcheng, instinctively releasing her tightly grasped bag.

“Eh? I do have one…”

Xia Fu was buying something so expensive for the first time. To enjoy the subsequent warranty services and avoid accidents, she carefully stored not only the electronic invoice on her phone but also the courier packaging in her locker, keeping all related materials intact.

She looked puzzled at Fang Jingcheng, seeing him unzip her bag and pull out the shattered device with one hand.

“Well, that’s convenient.”

The laptop’s rounded corners were cracked, revealing the metal inside. It looked like a severed corpse cut by a dull knife, with the hinge connecting the screen and keyboard broken. The screen hung precariously, lightning-like cracks spanning the surface. As Fang Jingcheng looked up, glass shards began to fall rapidly, making it hard to imagine the once smooth and sleek beauty of obsidian.

Even though the important data had already been uploaded to the cloud and she had mentally prepared herself, seeing the laptop in this tragic state made Xia Fu unable to hide her sadness.

She cautiously touched the remains of the computer, like stroking a lifeless kitten. The cold touch of the “fur” broke Xia Fu’s heart.

It was smashed to this extent. You can only imagine how much force that bastard used when beating someone up.

Fang Jingcheng couldn’t help but “tsk” softly.

He first comforted Xia Fu, saying, “I’ll find you a professional. They should be able to recover all the data.” Then, he turned to look at the three people still in a standoff.

The young man raised Xia Fu’s phone, showing everyone the invoice information on it, not missing any chance to add to the punishment.

“Teacher! There’s another crime you forgot to mention!”

“Call it property damage, right? This laptop was on sale for 8,000 yuan during Singles’ Day. It’s enough to meet the police’s filing standards.”

“All the facts are clear now. Shouldn’t we go report this?”