Kurumi responded with a flawless, textbook-perfect smile, a perfect embodiment of the art of etiquette.
The occasional words that slipped from her cherry lips made the smile on Fan Haiqiang's face grow even wider, the wrinkles piling atop one another.
Though his bloated face received regular men's skincare treatments, it could not conceal its oily sheen. One could probably scrape off enough to make an oil lamp.
Xiao Wanqing occasionally chimed in from the side, filling in the gaps in Fan Haiqiang's account of the history.
Not the least bit embarrassed, he instead kept praising Principal Xiao for her many talents, calling her a renowned gifted woman throughout all of Tannan Province.
Though people found those who latched onto every opportunity to flatter others utterly repulsive, when it was directed at oneself—especially when it seemed casually spoken—it undoubtedly felt pleasant and gratifying. Such was the charm of language.
"Eh?! Who was that? For Fan the Beast, who was usually arrogant beyond measure, to treat someone so carefully..."
"Hey, bro, keep it down. Don't let Fan Haiqiang hear you, or he'll slap us with a major demerit. Then we won't even have anywhere to cry."
The tall man immediately realized his mistake and hurriedly moved farther away.
At Xijiang University, Fan Haiqiang was more tyrannical than any campus bully. He was practically the textbook definition of a malignant tumor!
The bespectacled man was speechless. "Come on, man, you seriously can't tell? She's surrounded by bodyguards. Even the school trustees probably don't have that kind of entourage. How could Fan Haiqiang not treat her carefully?"
He pushed up his glasses and put on a contemplative expression. "As for who she is, someone who could come to our school at this time... it's probably the one everyone's been talking about online..."
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