"Tear!"

A pair of white and slender hands!

Fold the admission form in half, tighten it, and tear it into pieces.

The girl crumpled the foam into a ball and walked one meter away from the dean.

"Crack!" Sound!

Quan Jin raised his hand and threw the torn piece of paper at the dean's face.

The dean only felt a stinging sensation of shame on his cheeks.

"Hiss!" The assistant gasped in fright.

The butler's eyes widened in shock.

"The admission form has been received." The girl standing under the lights in the hall clapped her hands in boredom.

Then, he glanced at the dean whose back was stiff and said, "Then you can get out."

The dean's expression changed.

He looked at the shredded paper on the ground in shock.

Then he stared at Quan Jin, his fingers trembling with anger, unable to say a complete sentence: "Quan Jin, what are you doing...?"

"Can't you see?" The girl walked to the stairs.

Turn sideways.

A look from a high position glanced at the dean: "It seems that you have forgotten what I said before? Repeat it for you deaf people."

"Hopefully your dean!"

"Have some backbone, don't come here on your knees and beg me."

"Now, pick up your dignity and get out of the Quan family. Don't bow your head or kneel down, the crown will fall off!"

Accompanied by a slight sneer.

Quan Jinte turned around in a high-profile and cold voice and went up to the second floor.

The dean of the central institution looked at Quan Jin's back, his knuckles clenched and turned white.

The housekeeper smiled politely: "Dean, please."

"Assistant, let's go!" The dean glanced at the housekeeper coldly, tossed his sleeves and left the Quan family.

If not for the order from headquarters.

If Quan Jin could not be invited to enroll, he would be removed from his position as dean. How could he stoop to come to Jiangcheng?

Out of the Quan family.

The dean slammed his fist on the car door: "I'm so angry. Did you hear what she said?"

"Let me kneel down and beg her?!"

"Dean, what should we do now?" the assistant asked timidly.

The dean calmed down his anger and said, "In thirteen days, there will be a banquet for Jiangcheng's upper class."

"Oh!"

"When the Quan family is besieged by those aristocratic families, we will come forward to help her."

"From the beginning, Quan Jin chose our central institution!"

"Now she is just angry and can't find a way down, so we will give her this step!"

The assistant was a little worried.

I couldn't help but ask: "What if, what if she really doesn't come in?"

"Not entering?" The dean narrowed his eyes and his tone was full of determination.

"Then where does she want to go?"

"Oh, that institution that is about to close down?"

"No matter what background she has behind her, can the background help her once, twice, or three times? Even going against the headquarters?"

The dean turned his head and looked at the door of Quan's house.

Quan Jin's arrogant look kept flashing through his mind...that look on her!

It's really as hateful as you want to be.

"No matter how strong the backstage is, it's all temporary!"

"She is from a small aristocratic family in Jiangcheng. Even if she flies high in the past seven years, how high can she go?" The dean said with a cruel tone.

The dean knows Quan Jin's identity very well. He has known it clearly since seven years ago: Quan Jin only has the title of Princess of the Quan Family!

But how could the dean have thought of that?!

Princess Quan Jin seven years ago is dead, and now Quan Jin is W who can destroy the world with just one word!

-

After An Yunnuan received the news that Mo Qingtian was seriously injured, he rushed to the hospital with a panic expression.

Push the door open.

He saw Mo Qingtian sitting on the hospital bed with a sullen face, his arm wrapped in gauze, and he looked seriously injured.
Chapter completed!