A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

Zhou Xiaowen's face was deathly pale.

Jiang Chu continued eating with her head down.

"...Chuchu," Li Yue said softly, "I'm sorry, when you said that just now, I thought you were joking."

"It's nothing," Jiang Chu shook her head. "To be honest, whether you believe it or not, I don't really care."

Liu Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "So, does that mean Wei Jing will also end up in jail sooner or later?"

In their view, Wei Jing must have offended Jiang Chu, so he was bound to have a bad ending.

Jiang Chu blinked. "It shouldn't be in the short term, because I suspect that even if he's moved out of the ICU now, he'll probably still be lying down."

"What?" Zhou Xiaowen's expression grew even more grim. "How did he end up in the ICU? Is he injured?"

Her gaze toward Jiang Chu grew increasingly fearful.

It seems to be asking – did you do it?

Jiang Chu sighed, "Wei Jing tried to attack me in public, shouting lines like 'I'll kill you,' and then... he was dealt with by a kind-hearted citizen."

The three remained silent, trembling with fear.

They didn't dare ask who the helpful citizen was or how the punishment was carried out. Anyway, since they were already in the emergency intensive care unit, they must have been seriously injured.

Zhou Xiaowen looked down at her phone and suddenly exclaimed.

That was a screenshot sent by her friend.

Half an hour ago, the official website of the Academic Affairs Office of Peking University quietly posted a notice of disciplinary action.

The disciplinary decision was stamped with a bright red official seal.

—Wei Jing, a third-year student in the School of Science, was expelled from the university for maliciously spreading rumors and defaming others online, seriously damaging the reputation of the university and its partner academic institutions. The facts are clear and the evidence is conclusive. In accordance with Article 41 of the Student Management Regulations, it has been decided to expel him from the university.

"Wei Jing," Zhou Xiaowen shuddered, "was fired."

The other two exclaimed in surprise.

They all looked at Jiang Chu in shock.

Jiang Chu: "?"

She wanted to say that she didn't do it and that she really didn't know anything about it, but after a moment's thought, she could roughly guess what had happened.

-

At the same time.

A single-patient ward for thoracic surgery.

The room was filled with the pungent smell of iodine and disinfectant, and the electrocardiogram monitor emitted a regular, monotonous beeping sound.

Wei Jing lay on the hospital bed with an oxygen tube inserted into his nose. His entire chest was tightly bound by thick medical rib fixation straps, and even taking a deep breath was accompanied by a dull, cutting pain.

He is out of danger and has been removed from the ICU and transferred to this regular ward.

At that moment, he gripped his phone tightly, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets!

"Expulsion...expulsion from school?!"

Looking at the bright red official seal and handwriting, Wei Jing felt a surge of blood rush to his head!

"Cough cough cough—!!"

Overwhelmed by shock and anger, his breathing became rapid and his chest heaved violently, instantly triggering a sharp, tearing sensation as his ribs snapped!

"what……"

He let out a muffled groan of extreme pain, his face instantly turning from ashen to deathly pale, and large beads of cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Wei Jing arched his body, panting heavily, and coughed up phlegm with traces of blood.

He has won numerous awards in international competitions! He is the pride of the College of Science! How could he be expelled?!

"Impossible...impossible..."

Wei Jing's fingers trembled violently with extreme anger.

He yanked the oxygen tube out of his nose, his fingers trembling as he typed on the keyboard to call his counselor.

"Wei Jing."

When counselor Wang Mingyu answered the phone, his tone was somewhat emotional, a mixture of anger and regret.

"Did you know that just the day before yesterday, the IACF's legal counsel, together with the notary office, delivered the documents?"

That was a "Notarized Certificate of Electronic Data Preservation" issued by a judicial appraisal institute.

It contains evidence of Wei Jing spreading rumors in his posts.

In addition, the IACF sent a formal letter directly to Kyoto University, with extremely cold language.

—In view of the malicious academic smear campaign launched by your school's current students against the BIMMA competition organized by our association, our association will reassess the academic funding cooperation and joint training quota with your school for next year.

"With the arrival of the IACF letter, dozens of joint training spots for top graduate students across the university next year, and academic funding projects worth tens of millions of yuan, are all hanging in the balance! What's more..."

They also received a video.

In the garden of a hotel, Wei Jing shouted "I'll kill you!" and lunged at a couple in the distance.

Due to the angle of the surveillance camera, the faces of the two people were not captured.

Wei Jing's face, however, was perfectly clear.

"Wei Jing, do you realize how serious this is? This is a grave criminal offense!"

Wang Mingyu continued, "Once this video and your identity are released, Peking University's reputation will suffer a devastating blow. Guess what people will say about us?"

"Teacher Wang...I...I didn't...It's all that bastard's fault..."

"That's enough!"

Wang Mingyu interrupted him sharply.

"You spread rumors about academic unfairness at IACF and intentionally assaulted someone in a public place. You not only affected other people's studies but also tarnished Kyoto University's century-old reputation!"

He took a long breath.

"Wei Jing, Heaven's punishment may be forgiven, but self-inflicted punishment is inescapable. The decision to expel you from school has officially taken effect, and someone will go to the hospital to handle the withdrawal procedures with your representative."

The call was abruptly ended.

Wei Jing held up his phone, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave.