The floor in the dormitory was very hard. The director's forehead was scratched when he fell. The fresh blood instantly covered his face, which looked scary.

"Why is Dean Guan's endurance so weak?" Zhong Qing couldn't help but ask.

"He is timid and scared. He doesn't know how to deal with those families." Feng Qiyue said clearly.

"Well, I also think those families are just going to cause trouble." Zhong Qing said cautiously.

My sister's move of sending them all to hell was really too cruel. All the major families suddenly lost so many elite children. It would be strange not to cause trouble.

But Feng Qiyue obviously didn't care, so he could only take one step at a time.

After a while, wake up the dean.

At this time, the dean's eyes were turning white and his brain was in chaos. When he touched his painful forehead, he felt blood on his hand.

"Feng Qiyue, you actually made me bleed." Dean Guan's memory has not completely returned. He only vaguely remembered that he fainted because of something, but he never dreamed that Feng Qiyue, who was so bold, would actually take advantage of the opportunity.

Beat him to blood

How unreasonable

Is there any more royal method?

Feng Qiyue looked at the director of the hospital as if he were a fool, "It's a disease that needs to be cured."

"Feng Qiyue, you hit me, and you dare not admit it." The dean was furious, his face turned red and his neck was thick with anger.

"Haha, I didn't hit you, why should I admit it or say that Dean Guan really likes to have sex, and if something happens, he has to rely on others," Feng Qiyue said with a hint of ridicule.

"Humph, you didn't hit me, why is my face covered with blood?" the dean asked angrily.

"Dean Guan, you took it yourself." Zhong Qing reminded.

"How is it possible?" The director didn't believe it.

"Why is it impossible that you fell down on your own and drank blood, but you blamed me for beating you? Dean Guan, there are so many pairs of eyes watching here. Even if you wanted to touch porcelain, you wouldn't do it like this, right?" Feng Qiyue was speechless.

To the right way.

She was really convinced by this old man. He was as timid as a mouse, but he also had a very rich imagination. It was commonly known as snake spirit disease.

Dean Guan: ""Looking at Feng Qiyue's denial, could it be that she really wasn't the one who hit her?

In a sudden moment, the director finally remembered the reason why he fainted, and his expression changed again.

"Feng Qiyue, even if I eat my head off myself, you can't deny that you killed all our Fenghua students," Dean Guan asked furiously.

"I didn't kill them." Feng Qiyue still denied.

"How dare you not admit that you said you sent them to hell?" the director accused.

In his opinion, if those students were not dead, why would Feng Qiyue feel guilty and send them to hell immediately?

"If I said that they are not dead, would you believe it?" Feng Qiyue asked with a half-smile.

"Of course I don't believe that they are not dead. Why did you send them to hell? You clearly wanted to kill people and silence them, so you did that, didn't you? Feng Qiyue, let me tell you, you have caused a big trouble. Among those students, there is also Ouyang Ze

Along with Nangong Sheng, the Ouyang family and the Nangong family are one of the five top aristocratic families. If you let them know that you killed the young masters of their two families, just wait for their revenge," the director yelled hysterically.
Chapter completed!