Su Cimu got into a fight and had his guardian called in

Shen Yannian looked as though he had heard something funny, his gaze teasing as he looked at Su Cimu:

"Baby, our family can still afford a bigger wardrobe."

Su Cimu was embarrassed. He had nearly forgotten that this man had no shortage of money.

"Suit yourself."

Su Cimu's apartment was a single-level apartment with two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom, covering over 180 square meters. It was hardly small, but compared to Shen Yannian's Huaishan Manor, it simply paled in comparison.

"How did today's start-of-term exams go? Can you make the top ten?"

Shen Yannian had also graduated from University A, so he knew its rules: exams as soon as the term began.

Young Master Su looked as though he had heard something funny. "Did you know I won a first-tier scholarship last semester? Top ten? Who are you looking down on?"

Shen Yannian froze at that, a little surprised that Su Cimu's grades were so good.

"My baby is that impressive? Then are you confident you can win another first-tier scholarship?"

"Of course. With me around, that first-tier scholarship isn't going to anyone else!"

It was not that Su Cimu was conceited; he had confidence in himself. In areas where he excelled, Su Cimu never deliberately acted modest. He found it hypocritical.

That proud, haughty streak in Su Cimu was what Shen Yannian admired most.

"When the results come out, if you come first, baby, I'll have a reward for you."

"What reward? Don't tell me you're giving me money again?"

Su Cimu thought Shen Yannian was so tacky whenever he transferred money to him. Although nobody disliked money, to Su Cimu, it really was just a string of numbers. He already had more spending money than he could ever use.

"You'll find out when your results come out, baby. It isn't money."

Shen Yannian chuckled. It seemed that all his previous transfers had given him the false impression that his surprises only ever involved "money."

Hearing that, Su Cimu began looking forward to the moment the results came out. He wondered what present Shen Yannian would prepare for him.

On the second day of term, things settled into their normal routine, and new coursework began.

On the third day, the exam results came out. Unsurprisingly, Su Cimu's name was at the very top, with full marks in every subject. His results were beautiful!

"Wow, no surprises there. You're first again."

Looking at Su Cimu's scores, which were far ahead in every subject, Jing Yiheng could not help remarking.

And right below Su Cimu was Han Yi, who had provoked him in the cafeteria just a few days earlier.

Although Su Cimu and Han Yi were in the same department, they were in different classes and rarely crossed paths. They only saw each other on the rankings.

But after these exam results came out, Han Yi came straight to Su Cimu's classroom and angrily confronted him.

"You must have bribed the teachers to show you the exam papers in advance, didn't you? I don't believe you could get full marks in every subject!"

"What gives you the right to question Su Cimu's exam results? Just because you can't get full marks doesn't mean he can't."

The sight of Han Yi made Jing Yiheng feel jinxed. Why did this guy turn up everywhere?

"Shut up! I'm questioning Su Cimu. It's not your place to butt in!"

Han Yi completely disregarded Jing Yiheng's retort. He only wanted Su Cimu to give him an explanation.

Su Cimu, however, had no intention of responding to Han Yi's doubts.

"Xiao Jing, let's go have lunch. I wonder if the cafeteria has any new dishes today."

Acting as though nothing had happened, Su Cimu walked past Han Yi, ignoring him completely.

Jing Yiheng froze for a moment, then smiled when he caught on and made to leave with Su Cimu.

But Su Cimu's reaction made Han Yi completely lose it!

"Stop right there! I'm talking to you! Su Cimu, how can you be so rude? Why won't you answer my question? Is it because you have a guilty conscience?"

Han Yi grabbed Su Cimu's arm, stopping him from leaving.

"Let go."

Su Cimu gave Han Yi a cold look. He hated other people touching him.

"I won't! Not unless you answer my question directly! Su Cimu, did you cheat or not?"

"Han Yi, if there's something wrong with your brain, go see a doctor. Don't act crazy in front of me. You're just making me wonder why University A lets anyone in. Can even mad dogs get into University A?"

Seeing that Han Yi would not let go, Su Cimu unleashed his sharp tongue, leaving Han Yi stunned by his insults.

"You! How can you be so vulgar!"

"I'll say it one more time. Let go!"

"No! Not unless you..."

Su Cimu had always had a bad temper, especially with people who pestered him like this.

This time, he did not hold back either. He caught Han Yi's wrist in a reverse grip and wrenched it downward, snapping it outright.

Han Yi immediately let out a cry of pain.

"Ah-my hand! You! How could you hit me!"

"You're exactly who I'm hitting. You don't know what's good for you. Give you an inch and you take a mile? Han Yi, I score 100 because the maximum is only 100. But for you, 100 is your limit. Understand?"

Su Cimu's words thoroughly humiliated Han Yi. Beyond the physical attack, the mental attack was even harder for Han Yi to bear.

Seeing Su Cimu get physical, the surrounding students all kept their distance. They had not forgotten Young Master Su's explosive temper and did not dare provoke him in the slightest. Only Han Yi was bold enough to harass Young Master Su to his face!

Suddenly, Han Yi charged at Su Cimu, and the two began grappling. The scene spiraled out of control.

Afraid things would get out of hand, their classmates had no choice but to fetch a teacher.

"Stop, all of you! What are you doing? Brawling in a group-is this how modern university students conduct themselves? Hurry up and separate them!"

After arriving, the teacher immediately had the students present pull the two apart.

Only then did everyone notice that Su Cimu's face was covered in bruises and red marks. He looked alarming.

Han Yi's face, on the other hand, showed no visible injuries.

"Su Cimu, Han Yi, come to my office. Have your parents come to the university! Call them right now!"

Shen Yannian was holding a departmental midyear review meeting, and the atmosphere was very serious.

Suddenly, Shen Yannian's phone rang. It was a call from his young boyfriend.

"We're pausing the meeting."

Shen Yannian stood, left everyone with those words, and strode out of the conference room before answering the call.

"Hello, Shen Yannian? Could you come to the university?"

"Sorry, let's leave the meeting here for now and continue another day. I have something urgent to deal with."

After finishing the call, Shen Yannian returned to the conference room and signaled that the meeting was over. Then he picked up the suit jacket draped over his chair and headed out, looking extremely anxious.

Assistant Wan glanced at Shen Yannian's retreating figure:

If I saw correctly, that call just now was from Young Master Su...

In the office, Han Yi and Su Cimu each stuck to their own account, giving the teacher a terrible headache.

They were both students with outstanding grades. How had they suddenly ended up fighting?

"Sir, Han Yi came and provoked Su Cimu first. Everyone in our class can testify to that. Su Cimu was only fighting back."

Jing Yiheng looked at the teacher with a solemn, earnest expression as he explained.

"You're in the same class, so of course you'd speak up for Su Cimu. He was clearly the one who hit me first!"

Han Yi retorted indignantly. This time, no matter what, he had to make Su Cimu suffer a setback. Ideally, he would even get his exam results canceled!