The next day was another sunny day, with the sun shining brightly, and the air was floating white fog in the morning.

The fog is very thick today, and Ye Jiaqi walked on the way to campus in an orange scarf.

After coming over overnight, her mood calmed down much.

It was like nothing happened last night, she had never made cakes and had never been to Time.

Everything is as calm as water.

She came to the classroom early in the morning to make up notes when she had a afternoon of class yesterday.

Sometimes I feel that I am really stupid and can't gain wisdom even if I fail.

In the morning, students will bring newspapers to the classroom.

Because many international students from China in the class, they like to read newspapers while chatting about domestic news and gossip during class.

In addition, they are both journalism majors and like to dig out gossip.

Ye Jiaqi sat in the back row of the classroom, lowering his head to make up notes.

But the voices of the boys behind him discussing the news came one after another.

"Isn't this Han Yurou who won the Miss World championship last year?"

"Is that true? It's worthy of being the champion. It has a good figure and looks very elegant."

"That beauty pageant is still a bit valuable."

"I heard that he is the daughter of the Minister of State Security in Beijing? Is it true or false?"

"It's not true or false, it's not true. Miss Han is indeed a red third generation that is like a fake, but Miss Han has a big background and never produces any negative news."

"Yes, they are not from the entertainment industry. I heard that I would just go and play around with this award, but I didn't know that I won a championship."

"Is this scandal real or false?" A boy pointed at the newspaper, "Ms. Han celebrated his boyfriend's birthday?"

"You don't know this!" said a boy from Beijing. "Before I came to study abroad, I heard that Han Yurou had a boyfriend and had a big background. She just heard it vaguely, and the news was unclear."

"It's a pity that you don't enter the entertainment industry."

"Let me take a look." The boy flipped the newspaper, "Is the man the president of the financial empire? Is his net worth hundreds of billions? Who?"

"The secret photo technique is too poor, I can't see clearly, and the man looks very low-key."

Several boys chattered and discussed, and were even more enthusiastic than girls.

Ye Jiaqi paused his hand with the pen.

She suddenly turned around and snatched their newspaper!

"Hey, classmate Ye, why are you robbing our newspaper?!"

However, they wouldn't bother with girls, just because they thought Ye Jiaqi was quite gossipy, and could listen to their comments while taking notes.

Ye Jiaqi found the photos they mentioned—

It is indeed a secret photo, a manor, with men and women coming in and out.

It was a secret photo taken at night. The woman was photographed on the side face and was easily recognized as Han Yurou.

The man only photographed his back.

But Ye Jiaqi is so familiar with this back.

She didn't know how familiar she was with a man she had known for for sixteen years. It was probably - he raised his hand and she could know what he was going to do.

There was a shallow haze in Ye Jiaqi's eyes, and the astonishment on his face stayed for two or three seconds before returning to calm.

"Jiaqi, are you interested in these too?"

Ye Jiaqi returned the newspaper to them: "No interest."

"Don't lie, if you are not interested, why are you robbing our newspaper?"

"Just want to see how to write gossip news."

After saying that, Ye Jiaqi turned around.
Chapter completed!