Ju Mang didn't expect that the boy who spread the rumors turned out to be the son of the dean of the college, no wonder the dean knew that she was victimized, but he also said that she affected the boy's future.

Ju Mang suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness and sadness inexplicably.

The dean's son, can he be so arrogant?

On the third day of the police, the boy deliberately followed her on her way to class.

When he was about to arrive at the teaching building, Ju Mang heard the discussion of the people behind him,

"Look at the legs, look at the legs."

"She's wearing these jeans so tightly, she can see all shapes."

"Deliberately wearing jeans that are so close, I don't know who I want to seduce."

Ju Mang realized something, and when she looked back, it was indeed the boy who spread rumors about her.

He turned his head when he saw Ju Mang, but he laughed at the people around him even more arrogantly, and his companions also cast scary glances.

The boy looked mediocre but his eyes were obscene, with provocation and pride, that is, he knew that Ju Mang couldn't do anything to him.

Ju Mang subconsciously tied the coat in his hand to his waist to block it, covering the eyes that came over, and looked at him with a frown, but he didn't expect the boy to become even worse.

"Angry, so scary, you see she's so angry."

The gaze of the person on the other side fell on her chest with bad intentions: "Oh, I'm so scared."

The disgusting gaze wrapped around her like a vine with slime was disgusting.

The classmates around who were holding books and preparing for class all looked over, and the boy was still staring at her arrogantly, shrugging his shoulders casually: "You didn't think it would be enough to sanction me, so what's the use of you suing me?"

They are all law students, and he knows too well that even if it is a mang's accusation, this level of rumor-mongering is not enough to sentence him to anything.

The number of views is not enough, and the seriousness of the rumors is far from enough, at most he is asking him to apologize, but what if he doesn't apologize?

Ju Mang clenched the book in his hand and retorted: "You read these things when you studied at UW, your father is still a teacher at UW, but there is a scum son like you, and his mouth is full of male thieves and female prostitutes, but because you are dirty, you think everyone is the same as you."

The boy approached her instead, and said with a hippie smile, "Yo-yo, you're angry, hit me."

Ju Mang stepped back slightly, holding the book tightly, the edges of which were curled up by her a little.

The boy tilted his head proudly, raised his eyebrows and glared in a provocative manner: "Don't dare, I know that my dad is Dean Cui, be careful when I get angry, I will find some excuse for you, you don't even have to read, I heard that you haven't even taken enough elective credits, do you want to be the only student in this major who can't graduate this year?"

Ju Mang was furious, picked up the book and was about to smash it, but was pulled away by his classmates, and the classmate hurriedly persuaded: "Forget it, he did it on purpose, if you really hit him, it is estimated that it will be turned into a trivial matter, and they will have a reason to make a fuss about you, saying that you are violently violating other classmates in school, and they are about to graduate, let's bear with it."

Jumang's anger almost burned his heart with a dull ache, and the boy walked over with an arrogant smile.

Jumang's eyes were red.

Her classmates advised her, "Let's go to class first."

Ju Mang clenched the book in his hand, but his nose was unconsciously sour.

in the school building.

Shen Sifan was wearing a brown coat, his complexion was smoky and white, and the dark coat was lined with beautiful bones, especially the long figure was like a lonely and cold mountain snow, and the color was cold.

When he walked into the classroom, the students' eyes were unconsciously fixed on him, and Shen Sifan's slender and delicate hands held the textbook and placed it on the podium.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, they heard Shen Sifan flipping through the book roll call, and everyone hurriedly concentrated.

After clicking a dozen in a row, Shen Sifan's clear and calm voice finally read the name: "Zeng Minghao."

The boy nodded in a word.

As a result, Shen Sifan pressed the roll call paper with his fingertips, raised his head to look at the boy, and said in a straight tone without a trace of emotion: "Get up."

Everyone looked over, and the boy stood up lazily

"What's wrong, teacher?"

Shen Sifan said lightly, "Get out."

Everyone was surprised, and they couldn't believe that Professor Shen, who had always been calm and serious, would say such a thing.

The boy obviously didn't expect this to happen, and asked, "Why?"

Shen Sifan stood in the open lecture hall, facing the students, solemn and indifferent: "I don't allow students who slander women and insult their classmates in my class."

Everyone looked at the boy one after another, and the expressions of surprise and disbelief in the melon were different.

The boy threatened, "My dad is Dean Choi."

Shen Sifan's voice was silent among hundreds of people, extremely cold and calm: "I don't care who your father is, you are already insulting the teacher standing here today, putting other students in a dye vat, this is an academy, not a vanity fair for you to sell social relations."

The crowd was in an uproar.

The boy broke his defense, picked up the book and walked down: "It's just an elective course, you think I lack these two credits from you!"

When he arrived at the door, the boy turned back and pointed at him: "Shen Sifan, you wait for me!"

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

And Shen Sifan picked up the chalk, and his voice was as clear as the smoke and rain in Jiangnan, but there was only ruthlessness: "What to see, go to class."

Everyone didn't dare to read more, so they hurriedly opened the book.

Ju Mang returned home and hesitated to tell Tian Yuan about what happened today, but when he walked over, he saw Tian Yuan preparing review materials for Right Fanshuang.

The name of the document is even the review material for the Chenghuan Law Exam.

Tian Yuan looked at it seriously and didn't notice that Ju Mang had returned.

Ju Mang looked at the computer screen, and the desire to tell his mother about his grievances suddenly disappeared.

It took a while for Tian Yuan to notice her, "When did you come back?"

Ju Mang hurriedly put away his frustration: "Mom, are you doing the review materials for the practice exam?"

Tian Yuan realized that she had seen it, and hurriedly clicked the mouse to exit the document: "I originally wanted to do it and give it to you again, but I didn't expect to be seen."

Seeing her dodging move, Ju Mang's nose was sour, but he smiled hard: "Can you give me a copy too?"

Tian Yuan was absent-minded: "Wait for my mother to do a little better, okay?"

Ju Mang felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to show it, he just tried to raise the corners of his mouth to make his smile look more flattering: "Okay."

She locked herself in her room, wanting to revise, but she cried over the materials for the law exam.

The information is Tian Yunjiang's name.

Shen Sifan stood under the eaves, looking at the sudden rainstorm, and suddenly took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone of Jumang.

Ju Mang picked it up, but did not speak, Shen Sifan's tone was flat: "Where is it?"

Ju Mang tried to suppress his choked throat and pretended to be calm: "At home."

The rain was dripping, but Shen Sifan could hear something wrong in her voice.

He said softly, "The hairpin is repaired, I'll send it to you."

Ju Mang hurriedly wiped away his tears: "Okay."

Shen Sifan came soon, and the two met in a café in the National University, which was very close to Jumang's house, and there was no need to talk at home.

Shen Sifan pushed a sandalwood box in front of her: "Open it and take a look."

Ju Mang picked up the box, and the moment he opened it, the jade color was moist and shiny in front of him, exactly the same as when it was not broken.

Ju Mang didn't expect to recover to this point at all, and covered his mouth in surprise for a while, and choked gratefully, "Thank you."

Shen Sifan saw her red eyes, and said softly, "Why are you crying?"

Ju Mang hurriedly wiped his eyes, not wanting to show his timidity in front of others.

But Shen Sifan's eyes looked at her very softly, and she couldn't hold back.

Ju Mang lowered his head in a panic and said in a joking tone: "I don't seem to have told you, I was actually an orphan since I was a child, I grew up in a welfare home, and my sister was adopted by a family until she was more than ten years old, and we were not found by the family until a few months ago."

Her tone did seem to be mocking herself, but Shen Sifan felt that it was not.

The waiter came to ask what to order, and Shen Sifan ordered the cake and cappuccino she had ordered last time.

Immediately turned his gaze back to her.

The eyelashes at the end of the eyes of the pair of red phoenix eyes are upward, upturned like phoenix feathers, and they are clear and bright.

Very gentle, but asked, "And then?"

Ju Mang didn't expect him to ask.

She said a casual word, but he took it seriously.

And when Shen Sifan's gaze was fixed, looking at her gently and calmly, for a moment, she felt as if she had a backbone, and couldn't help but tentatively reveal it.

But he tried to mention it in a relaxed tone: "Because at that time, I was thrown away by the hospital as a stillborn child, and my sister was raised by the family for two years before she was lost, and before we were found, the family thought that there was only my sister from beginning to end."

Shen Sifan was unexpected, and his demeanor changed slightly.

The rainstorm hit the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and Ju Mang smiled hard: "My family prefers my sister, I can understand it, because I also like my sister very much, but I can't help but feel a sense of disparity when I don't get noticed."

She smiled, her tone gentle and relaxed: "Sometimes I even feel that I am hateful and hateful, and I still selfishly pay attention to myself even though I know how much my sister has suffered."

Her tone was too relaxed, so relaxed that it didn't seem to be a thing, but Shen Sifan didn't really take it as a joke.

The waiter came up with coffee and cake, put it down and left.

Shen Sifan's clear voice sounded: "Why do you pay attention to your selfishness?"

Ju Mang raised his eyes in some surprise.

Shen Sifan's voice was like a thin flowing stream, rational and steady: "It's not shameful to feel wronged, if you are really hateful, you will rob and suppress, but you don't, you just feel sad alone, and even force a smile because you are afraid that your sister will think too much, in fact, you are very kind."

At the dinner table, in fact, Shen Sifan could feel a little bit that the family was obviously more concerned about Jumang's sister's boyfriend than about him.

Ju Mang hurriedly said, "It has nothing to do with me, mainly because my sister didn't do anything wrong, and of course I can't make her sad."

Shen Sifan looked at her: "You are indeed kind and empathetic, this is a fact."

Ju Mang was a little embarrassed for a while.

Shen Sifan said softly: "The family has been thinking about how to make up for your sister in the past twenty years, and they have a sense of urgency to satisfy your sister's goodness, people are not machines, and it is normal for it to be difficult to transform for a while, but materially, do your parents give you less than your sister?"

Ju Mang just wanted to say, her phone ding, she clicked on it, and found that her mother had sent her a document "Ju Mang Law Exam Review Materials".

Her nose was sour, she looked at the name that had been changed, and clicked on the file.

At the moment of clicking, the sadness stopped abruptly.

The content is completely different from the one on the right side, and there are more than a hundred pages, which is definitely not something that can be driven out in a while.

Meaning, tailor-made, she and Frost have both, and different.

Ju Mang was stunned, looked at Shen Sifan, and said softly, "It's the same."

Shen Sifan pushed the cake in front of her: "This proves that they have overcome their instinct to love you, give them a little time, everything is just a matter of time, the family feels very indebted to your sister and feels sorry for her, and in order not to worry them, do you basically hide the suffering you have suffered before?"

Ju Mang whispered, "Yes."

Shen Sifan said calmly, "You also tell them that you have had a hard time all these years."

Ju Mang immediately said, "But then they will be sad."

Shen Sifan's eyes were clear and peaceful: "You are helping them balance, this is the way to help them balance quickly, this is the best solution to maintain the balance of the family."

Ju Mang hesitated: "Then I... Do you want to tell them that I ate turnip porridge for a whole year in high school, and I spent a dollar and a bowl in the cafeteria, and I was always looked down upon because of this?"

Shen Sifan calmly affirmed, "Yes."

Ju Mang was a little nervous: "Also, when I was the poorest, I ran to the temple to eat offerings, crying and kowtowing while eating, and went to a far away place every day after school to distribute leaflets, minus five or six degrees in winter, but I only had a school uniform, shivering with cold, and in summer I was exposed to more than 40 degrees of sun, and I ran quickly when I saw my classmates, because I was afraid of being ridiculed."

She took him as a lifesaver, and finally found a way to ask him how well he could please others.

Shen Sifan suddenly felt his heart twitch, but he tried to show peace: "Tell them all the suffering you have suffered before and now, and help them balance, because you are equally important to them, they just don't know much about your past, so they can't give you enough love, if they know this, they will feel ashamed of you, so as to quickly balance the attention for you and your sister."

Ju Mang nodded hard, and Shen Sifan said softly: "After eating this cake, go home and tell your mother what grievances you have suffered, don't cry."

Ju Mang lowered his eyes and nodded vigorously.

She picked up the fork and forked a small piece and put it in her mouth.

The cake was very sweet and smooth, much better than her level of making cakes, and the sweetness instantly rushed into the bottom of her heart.

And Shen Sifan looked at her lightly, watching her finish eating the cake.

After returning home, Tian Yuan said casually, "Have you received the review materials?"

Ju Mang nodded hurriedly, but he was nervous, and said nervously, "Mom, I want to tell you something."

Tian Yuan didn't think much about it: "What's the matter?"

Ju Mang stammered unconsciously: "I was rumored at school that I... said that I was a junior, was raised, and spread rumors that I had done that kind of work..."

Those rumor-mongering posts are vivid.

Jumang's tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes.

Tian Yuan immediately stopped what he was holding and frowned: "What about after that?"

Ju Mang felt that his body seemed to be cold, and his lips and teeth seemed to tremble when he touched his lips and teeth: "I called the police and sued, but it was useless, even his father was still the dean of our college, and he came to me today to make a yellow speech to me."

Tian Yuan suppressed his anger: "What is that man's name?"

Jumang's teeth chattered: "Once... Minghao."

Seeing that Tian Yuan was obviously angry, Ju Mang was afraid that she would misunderstand that she had really done that kind of thing, so he hurriedly explained, "Mom, I really didn't, the things he said were all false———

She was even trembling with fear.

Tian Yuan suddenly interrupted her words, hugged her, and her eyes were red: "Mom doesn't believe it, don't be afraid."