85: It Was Gu Yin Who Tried To Hurt You And Meng Jinyang

It Was Gu Yin Who Tried To Hurt You And Meng Jinyang

Ruan Qingqing lifted her hand cautiously and took the paper. Upon seeing the person wearing a mask and a hat in the photo, her face turned deathly pale in an instant.2

She suppressed her emotions, gritted her teeth, and said, "I don't know this person!"

Principal Fu looked on doubtfully. "Ruan Qingqing, look carefully." He knocked on the table. "Think carefully before you say anything."

Ruan Qingqing bit her lip and refused to admit it. "Principal, I really don't know who this person is!"

Initially, Principal Fu wanted Ruan Qingqing to admit that she was wrong and plead for mercy with the hope that he could protect Ruan Qingqing.

In order to help Ruan Qingqing enter Ming City High School, her father donated a dormitory building to the school. He had to at least show some deference for her father.

However, he hadn't expected Ruan Qingqing to be so stubborn.

"You don't know?" Gu Mang chuckled. Her face was pretty and raw. Propping up her face on her cool, fair wrists, her other hand picked up the cell phone languidly. "I have another photo with me. It shows the person's face. Wanna have a look?"

"Nonsense! I didn't take off my mask that day, how could you have possibly taken a shot of my face!" Ruan Qingqing blurted out.

The sound of her voice fell.

Gu Mang slowly drew her lips back into a sinister smirk. She stared at Ruan Qingqing her eyes cold as ice and her face a queer red.

Ruan Qingqing suddenly realized what she had just said. A chill shot through her body as though she had fallen into an ice chamber. Her body stiffened.

Apart from Lu Chengzhou, who was still looking down, the others stared at her blankly.

"I…" Her throat felt like it was being strangled by an invisible hand. Her mind was blank.

Her eyebrows raised, Gu Mang leaned back and said casually, "Principal, how is this going to be handled by the school?"

Principal Fu calmly said, "For disrupting the school's large scale event, creating panic, causing serious impact on the Year Threes, she has to be expelled."

Ruan Qingqing's expression turned instantly and tears started falling down her face. "Principal, don't expel me! Don't expel me! I know I was wrong. Don't expel me…"

She mustn't be expelled! She couldn't be!

"Expulsion? Isn't it too light a punishment?" Jiang Shenyuan suddenly piped up, his arms folded. "She won't learn anything from expulsion. Let's call the police. We definitely need compensation for damage to a classmate's reputation and infringement of a classmate's privacy. These are crimes. It's been many years since I've taken a defamation case."

Jinyang and Gu Mang could have continued going to school peacefully. But this incident had brought up so much of Jinyang's psychological trauma. How could she simply resolve everything by saying "I know I was wrong"?

How could she get away so easily?

Ruan Qingqing whimpered, "No, don't call the police. I really know that I was wrong. I apologize to Gu Mang. I apologized to Meng Jinyang. Don't call the police, don't expel me."

The sound of Ruan Qingqing's crying filled the meeting room.

Gu Mang's expression was cold and distant. Her arms stretched out on the table, she said tepidly, "Who told you that I had been in a fight and was expelled from school."

How could she know about something that happened more than ten years ago unless someone told her about it?

Hearing this, Ruan Qingqing was stunned for a moment, her tears still staining her face. Suddenly, she realized something, and she shouted, "It was Gu Yin! She was the one who told me! Gu Mang, it was Gu Yin who wanted to hurt you! She was jealous that you were more popular than her on the school forum and that Meng Jinyang became the top scorer. It was her! She was the one who tried to hurt you and Meng Jinyang!"

Meng Jinyang's pale face was filled with consternation.

Gu Yin was Gu Mang's sister, how could she treat Gu Mang this way?!

"Oh really," Gu Mang drawled, as though she found it hard to believe.

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