Domineering love addiction: Mr. Mu's sky-high bride

Chapter 10
Wen Yan didn't say a word, turned around and leaned against the corridor wall enduring the stomachache.

Although Chen Mengyao was upset, she would not make trouble unreasonably when she did something wrong. She stood next to Wen Yan, looked at the dormitory building under construction in the distance and said, "Did you know that the dormitory building over there is also Mo Tingchen's?" Funded, quite luxurious, he is really rich, our family is a little trouble, Xiaoyan, I heard that he is going to visit the school today..."

Wen Yan didn't talk to her, her stomach hurt badly.

At this time, the counselor walked out arrogantly: "You two are so interesting, how can you still have a leisurely chat after being punished? Take out the drawing board for me, and you can draw for me in the corridor! If you can't hand it in after class Homework, just wait and see!"

Chen Mengyao raised her chin, walked into the classroom to get the drawing board, Wen Yan stood still, her vision was a little blurred.

The counselor became more and more annoyed when she saw her fragile appearance, and stretched out his hand to push her: "I asked you to get the drawing board! Are you deaf?!"

With this push, Wen Yan fell directly to the ground. Chen Mengyao came out to see this scene, and confronted the counselor on the spot: "Why are you pushing her?!"

The counselor felt a little guilty: "I just pushed it lightly, who knows...?"

Chen Mengyao knelt down to help Wen Yan, and shouted at the counselor, "I'll tell you when you're done, this is corporal punishment, you are not worthy of being a teacher!"

The counselor felt that she was wronged: "Is she made of paper? I just touched it and it collapsed? Is it reasonable? Chen Mengyao, don't just slander people just because of how much money you have in your family! Wen Yan, don't pretend Already! Who is she pretending to be so weak?!"

The quarrel in the corridor seemed a bit abrupt, and the two couldn't stop arguing. This scene was seen by a group of people at the corner of the corridor. The principal who took the lead had an extremely ugly face. He had already explained that Mark Tingchen was coming today, so nothing could go wrong...

Mark Tingchen on the side locked his eyes on Wen Yan, showing calmness. When he looked at the counselor, his eyes sank.

Wen Yan said weakly: "Stop arguing...I'm fine, Yaoyao, help me take down the drawing board..."

Chen Mengyao endured her anger and returned to the studio again. The counselor was outraged and pushed Wen Yan again: "Didn't you just fall in the wind? You pour another one and show me!"

This time the force was much heavier than last time, Wen Yan was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, only felt that his eyes were dark, and his whole body was on the verge of falling.

However, in the next moment, a strong arm pulled her into his arms, Wen Yan felt weak all over, and his breath was full of that person's familiar smell.

"Mary Tingchen..."

Wen Yan murmured, his tight jaw appeared in his blurred vision, and his stern face was full of anger.

Before she had time to ask him why he suddenly appeared, her vision went dark, and she fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

When the counselor saw the man who appeared suddenly, he was shocked by the cold breath on his body, and his face turned pale.

The man did not speak, picked up the person on the ground and left without saying a word, his face was terribly gloomy, and the sullenness in his eyes seemed to explode at any time.

The face of the headmaster who followed closely turned green, and he glared at the counselor fiercely, "You've got to piss me off!"

When Chen Mengyao came out, she saw the man hugging Wen Yanfeng and disappearing at the corner of the corridor. The principal also ran away in a hurry, leaving only the counselor with a pale face.

Realizing what happened, she pushed the counselor: "You wait for me!" After finishing speaking, she hurriedly chased after her.

Outside the emergency room of the hospital, Mo Tingchen was sitting on a bench with his head slightly lowered. The aura emanating from his body was like an iceberg. It was dead silent and extremely cold.

The principal and Chen Mengyao stood aside, pacing back and forth anxiously. Suddenly, Mo Tingchen said, "Nanjing University's counselors are quite 'unique'."

(End of this chapter)