Rebirth: Eighty's Wife

Chapter 397 Severe Punishment
The little girls in front of me are still children.

The fire in the dean's heart subsided a little, and his voice became gentler.

"Okay, don't cry, let me explain clearly." The dean said.

The counselor wiped the sweat off his face.

"Woooo..." Song Wenwen covered his face, just crying, crying aggrievedly.

Han Yaning thought it was funny, thinking about it, she really laughed.

Two people fought, one was fine and nothing happened, the other's face was swollen, one was laughing, and the other was crying pitifully.

I also know what everyone will think.

"Student, it's your fault that you hit someone. I think that instead of realizing your mistake, you are still complacent. You must be severely punished," said the dean.

The counselor pleaded for Han Yaning.

"Don't talk about it, good study does not mean good character. Our Beijing University has many years of teaching tradition and century-old school spirit. When encountering such a thing, we must strictly investigate it. Once the responsibility is clarified, we must severely punish it." The dean said sternly .

When the dean got angry, everyone shrank back in fear.

The counselor forced himself to stand in front of Han Yaning, blocking her.

Han Yaning was moved.

"Teacher, thank you." Han Yaning said.

"Student Han, the teacher believes that you are not the kind of child who makes trouble casually. Why?" the counselor asked, looking at Han Yaning with trusting eyes.

Song Wenwen clenched his fists tightly, pinching his palms with his nails.

"Teacher, you are too biased." Song Wenwen cried.

"Student Song, the teacher just wants to ask about the situation." The counselor said.

"Director..." Song Wenwen looked at the dean, his eyes were red from crying, and he looked at him pitifully.

"Say." The dean urged.

After finishing speaking, Han Yaning explained the matter neatly.

"Director, teacher, I admit that I beat her, but I did it for the benefit of classmate Song." Han Yaning took credit for herself.

"You...you're talking nonsense." Song Wenwen looked at Han Yaning angrily, speaking a little too loudly, pulling the wound on his face, and the swollen half of his face hurt.

"Student Song, I saw a lot of people there at the time, and some of them were classmates from our school. You can call people to confront them at any time. I don't need to lie." Han Yaning said.

Han Yaning looked at Song Wenwen, as long as she nodded, she could go out immediately and find someone.

Song Wenwen lowered his head to avoid Han Yaning's gaze.

Slightly guilty.

Song Wenwen faltered, and explained: "I just said it so casually, it's not as serious as you think."

Han Yaning said: "In fact, it will only get worse."

A century-old prestigious school, teaching and educating people.

Students stand at the gate of the school and say such unqualified words, which will soon spread, and everyone will discuss behind their backs, which will have a great impact on the school.

Song Wenwen: "I... I didn't do it on purpose, so you can't hit people either."

Han Yaning looked at the dean.

"Director, the matter is exactly as I said. Student Song also admitted it. At that time, Student Song blatantly opposed the old leader's policies and guidelines, looked down on farmers, and acted like a capitalist lady. After I saw it, I could only Step forward and stop her from making mistakes." Han Yaning said.

She is doing it for the good of Song Wenwen, and for the century-old school spirit of Peking University.

Dean:"……"

My face hurts!
He emphasized the school's honor just now, and now he could only nod in agreement when he heard what Han Yaning said.

The counselor smiled and said, "I knew that Student Han is not the kind of person who makes trouble randomly."

Han Yaning said, "Thank you teacher for your trust."

Song Wenwen covered his swollen face and looked at the scene in disbelief.

"What about me? Was I beaten for nothing?" Song Wenwen cried.

Instead of softening his heart this time, the teaching director felt that he should be punished more severely.

"You write a self-criticism, and at the opening meeting on Monday, you apologize and admit your mistakes." The dean said.

"I don't..." Song Wenwen screamed.

The dean covered his ears, the noise made his ears hurt.

"Then record it in the school's files and report the criticism, Song Wenwen, you have to figure out which is more important." The dean said.

Song Wenwen: "..."

Song Wenwen looked at Han Yaning with hatred.

Both the dean and the counselors saw it, and felt more and more that they should be severely punished.

Han Yaning pushed open the door and walked out, only to see her elder brother Han Muwen waiting outside.

"Have you been waiting?" Han Yaning asked as she walked over.

Han Muwen shook his head: "Not long."

He stood outside, he could vaguely hear the conversation inside, and was always ready to rush in to protect his sister if the situation was wrong. As it turned out, he didn't need to take action at all.

"Let's go, big brother will take you to eat delicious food." Han Muwen said, taking the bag from his sister and holding it in his own.

Han Yaning nodded with a smile.

The counselor and the dean came out together, just in time to see two people leaving.

"That person looks familiar. He seems to be a student of our school." The dean looked at Han Muwen's back and felt familiar.

The counselor looked over with puzzled eyes.

He only came the year before last, and this is his first time leading a class, so he naturally doesn't know Han Muwen.

The counselor said, "Maybe they are students who graduated from the school before."

It seems that he is not very old, maybe he is also a college student.

The dean nodded, still thinking about who that person was, and ordered the counselor to follow up on Song Wenwen's matter, and he must deal with it properly, so as not to leave any bad influence.

The counselor hesitated for a moment, and said, "Song Wenwen's parents, do you still need to notify?"

The dean thought for a while, and said, "Notice, ask her family to come over."

The counselor nodded: "Okay, I know how to do it."

Police Department, Commissioner's Office.

The director put down the phone in his hand, with a solemn face, and called his capable subordinates.

"How's that going on with that case?" asked the Commissioner.

Subordinates are puzzled.

There are a lot of cases in the bureau, which case the chief is asking about, please give me some hints.

"You kid, don't play tricks with me." The director said seriously.

"Don't be angry. Brothers are really curious. We have already tried this case. It's just a small case. In order to steal money, a few hooligans came out of the airport when they saw that they drove a good car. Followed all the way, trying to kill." The subordinate said.

No matter where you look at it, this is a very common case. He can't think of a reason why the director should pay so much attention to it. Not only did he rush over that day, but he also asked questions from time to time to ask about the progress of the case.

There are a lot of cases in the bureau, and there are many more serious and complicated cases than this one. I have never seen the chief of the bureau care so much.

(End of this chapter)