The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 628 - 535 Get her out, can Yan Ruoxue compare with Ying Zijin? [2 more]

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Chapter 628: 535 Get her out, can Yan Ruoxue compare with Ying Zijin? [2 more]

Yan Ruoxue had thought things through very clearly.

As long as Ying Zijin no longer pursued the matter and she mentioned it to Principal Chen Junxian, Yan Anhe’s probation punishment at the university could be lifted.

Having such a stain on her medical academic record would not be good for Yan Anhe.

Although Yan Ruoxue wanted Yan Anhe to join the Pill Alliance and then stay in the Ancient Medical Field,

they were, after all, not from the world of Ancient Medicine, and they couldn’t sever ties with the outside world.

With such a serious sanction on her record, coupled with Imperial Capital University’s reputation for strictness, she feared that not a single hospital in the capital would hire her.

Wen Fengmian didn’t know about the incident at Imperial Capital University.

But he knew Ying Zijin well, she was the type who would avoid walking if she could.

Hearing what Yan Ruoxue said, Wen Fengmian’s gaze grew colder, "A minor friction?"

"What else could it be if not a minor friction?" Yan Ruoxue’s tone grew impatient, "The experimental data was ultimately restored, the project is proceeding normally, and your daughter wasn’t affected."

"Anhe is at fault, I’ll apologize for her. So, when I secure the heir position of the Ji Family, I won’t drive you out, but will also credit you with merits. Is that satisfactory?"

With just a few sentences, Wen Fengmian had guessed what had happened.

He took out the mobile phone from the sealed bag and directly called Imperial Capital University.

"Hello, Principal Chen," Wen Fengmian’s voice was gentle, "This is Wen Fengmian, Ying Zijin’s father."

The professors of Imperial Capital University were involved in the island experiment years ago, and Principal Chen Junxian had a deep impression of Wen Fengmian, having lamented over it.

Bewildered upon receiving Wen Fengmian’s call, Principal Chen replied, "Mr. Wen, hello, hello."

Wen Fengmian said, "I’d like to understand more about the incident at the school today."

Yan Ruoxue, witnessing his actions, jumped in, "Tell him you’re not holding grudges."

After listening to Principal Chen’s account, Wen Fengmian’s expression turned colder, and he responded calmly, "Thank you for your school’s handling. I hope to see this notice online."

Yan Ruoxue did not expect to hear such words and her face changed, "Online, what are you saying?"

An internal faculty notification had already damaged Yan Anhe’s reputation.

To put it online as well?

And since everyone at Imperial Capital University knew Yan Anhe was her niece, would she still have any face left?

Wen Fengmian ignored Yan Ruoxue and added one more line, "I won’t accept any form of settlement."

He could tolerate being wronged, but not Ying Zijin.

"Fine, very fine," Yan Ruoxue was so angry her face turned green, "The heir selection is in a few days; we’ll see how arrogant you can be then."

She then turned to Ji Yihang, "And your daughter, Ji Li, right? As long as she bears the Ji surname, she’ll have to listen to me."

Hearing this, Ji Yihang scoffed.

He couldn’t care less about gentlemanly conduct and pushed Yan Ruoxue out directly, "Get out. When the time comes, you’ll see who is thrown out of the Ji Family."

Yan Ruoxue, being an outsider, would have all memories of her experiences and experiments at the Ji Family completely erased once expelled.

Caught off guard and wearing high heels, she stumbled and fell to the ground.

Without a glance, Ji Yihang closed the door to the laboratory with a loud "bang".

"She really thinks she’s someone important," huffed Ji Yihang, not lightly angry, "If you, Fengmian, had returned a year earlier, would there even need to be a choice for the heir?"

Back then, Wen Fengmian was hailed as the first young genius of the Imperial Capital’s scientific research community.

Unmatched, everyone else trailed behind him.

After the failure of the island experiment, the Ji Family also declined quite a bit, and had to largely introduce external talent.

Yan Ruoxue was one such talent.

Yan Ruoxue held a high position in the Ji Family, also because she joined Manuel’s laboratory, albeit only as one of the assistants.

But Ying Zijin, she was already the first researcher of the Herwen Laboratory.

Could they even compare?

"Let’s not talk about that," Wen Fengmian frowned, "I’m going to call Yaoyao. That kid..."

After returning to Qingshui County from Shanghai City, there were indeed some changes in Ying Zijin.

But ever since she was young, she would shoulder everything on her own whenever she encountered any problems.

So did Wen Tinglan, never speaking out.

The siblings shared the same character.

"You make the call," Ji Yihang nodded, "I’ll also talk to Xiao Li, tell her to pay more attention, and just stay in the dormitory recently. Imperial Capital University is actually safer."

Who knew what kind of madness Yan Ruoxue might unleash.

**

When Ying Zijin received the call, she had already entered the Ancient Martial World.

Fu Yunshen sent Yun Shan to follow her and settle in the Ye Family.

Her accommodations from her last stay were still retained by the Ye Family.

"Dad, I’m fine," Ying Zijin said while lying on a wooden rocking chair, yawning, "Really, I’m used to it."

"What dad means is, remember to tell us at home when something like this happens," Wen Fengmian coughed twice, "You have a home, you know?"

Ying Zijin paused, "I know."

She was silent for a while, her voice very light, "Next time I’ll definitely tell."

"Better yet, let there be no next time," Wen Fengmian sighed, "I hope you’re safe and encounter no turmoil; even if you don’t achieve anything, that’s okay."

He didn’t want her to be like him.

Ying Zijin fell silent once again.

She recalled the last time she had stuffed An Roujin into a sack and took her away, and then talked to Wen Fengmian about things from over twenty years ago.

She had asked him a question—

If he could do it all over again, which path would he choose?

After all, An Roujin was one of the culprits that led to Wen Fengmian’s life difficulties.

Wen Fengmian’s answer, she remembered it well. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

He said he would choose the same path as before.

Not because the days with An Roujin were particularly good, but because he didn’t want to miss out on his child.

All the suffering, he would bear it alone.

Ying Zijin looked up at the sky, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Sometimes, she was just used to being alone.

At this moment, her phone rang three times, breaking the silence—it was a message on WeChat.

[Zuo Li]: I’ve submitted your paper to the International Physics Center for you, but the approval process is lengthy. It’s probably going to be next year.

[Zuo Li]: Once the results come out and you have a honorary title, you’ll be able to get promoted to professor.

[Zuo Li]: Classmate Ying, I really think highly of you. Keep it up, strive to contribute to society. I have two more research topics here; why don’t you write them too?

Ying Zijin looked at these three messages, her eyebrows raised.

Then, she casually sent a link to a new skincare product from Shao Ren Hospital.

In just over a year, the skincare brand Flowery Face under the Shao Ren Hospital had already gained fame nationwide.

Products like the whitening face mask and hair growth shampoo indeed could hardly be nabbed even if someone camped out for them.

[Zuo Li]: ...

[Zuo Li]: I’ll buy! Give me ten sets!

[Zuo Li]: [Transfer]

Ying Zijin clicked to receive the payment.

She turned off her phone, gathered her coat, and left the courtyard.

**

Elsewhere.

Inside the campus of Imperial Capital University.

Yan Anhe packed her suitcase in the dormitory and went downstairs.

When she reached the activity center, she ran into her roommate.

Yan Anhe greeted her, saying she was going home for a bit.

"Anhe, why did you suddenly take leave?" her roommate asked in surprise, "Your junior year is really busy, aren’t you going to your major classes anymore?"

Especially the medical faculty’s annual exams were a headache for everyone.

There was always this saying, advising others to study medicine is like calling for lightning to strike.

"I’m a bit busy," Yan Anhe smiled faintly, "And I’m familiar with all my major courses, it’s not necessary for me. Just study them; I’ll borrow your notes and take a look when the time comes."

The roommate felt somewhat awkward: "Then you’re really impressive."

But she was accustomed to Yan Anhe’s superiority and didn’t say much.

It was just superficial camaraderie, a polite exchange.

Yan Anhe, as the Student Union president, was indeed linked to many resources.

They never dared to offend someone like Yan Anhe, who could spitefully give them trouble or steal their boyfriends at any moment.

Yan Anhe enjoyed the flattery, and she continued dragging her suitcase outwards.

However, students nearby stopped one by one, all turning their attention toward Yan Anhe, pointing and whispering with surprised expressions.

Yan Anhe frowned.

She had never been on the receiving end of such gazes.

What happened?

"Yan Anhe, you’re not just taking leave; you’ve been suspended, haven’t you?" the roommate said mockingly, holding up her phone, "Such a noble excuse for taking leave."

"Yan Anhe, you’ve finally met your day, is this God opening his eyes?"

It was indeed a pleasure to the crowd.

Yan Anhe’s expression changed: "What are you talking about?"

It was the homepage of Imperial Capital University’s forum.

Two brand-new pinned posts were hanging at the top of the forum.

And behind them floated two red characters—official.

This indicated that the posts were officially released by Imperial Capital University.

[Regarding the annulment of Yan Anhe’s position as Student Union president, notice document.]

[Notice of sanctions against Yan Anhe by Imperial Capital University’s school and faculty leadership.]

There was also another post underneath, but it didn’t have the word official behind it.

[Exposing a certain Ms. Y from Imperial Capital University, a top green tea female student—lots of pics, those with limited data beware!]