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Rong Qi read the message Han Ning sent her and fell into thought. She hadn’t left the group chat after the class meeting. After all, this was the first group of students she had taught, and they held a special meaning for her.

However, as Rong Qi didn’t respond immediately, Huang Hao and others also began to send messages.

[Can we call you Rong Qi one last time? Rong Qi, you haven’t let us meet Ding Ding the Great yet! At least, could you take this opportunity to let us meet?]

[Yeah, it doesn’t matter whether you come or not, the main thing is we want to see Ding Ding the Great.]

[Ms. Seven, your ‘Beauty Handbook’ is still with me… do you want it back?]

[Ahem, what handbook? Is it something awesome? I want to see it too.]

Rong Qi, reading the messages in the group chat, twitched the corner of her lips slightly and began to type on her phone’s keyboard.

[When? Send me the address.]

[Holy crap! Did we really coax Ms. Seven to come out?]

[Nine Grid Hotpot at Weiyang Square. See you at 6 p.m. later!]

[Love you, Ms. Seven, XOXO]

Rong Qi pondered for a moment, then messaged Ye Nanshen to inform him she wouldn’t be accompanying him to the company today as she would attend Class 7’s celebration dinner.

Ye Nanshen instructed Rong Qi with several precautions and asked Xu Yi to follow her closely like a hawk.

When Rong Qi was idle, Mrs. Hong would keep an eye on her, ensuring she rested in bed. In fact, Rong Qi didn’t have much strength, especially after donating a significant amount of blood for Rong Tianshi; her constitution became even weaker.

Sheng Jian would send tonics to Rong Qi almost every day, and Lu Chengzhou also regularly mailed her some nourishing medicines.

Rong Qi cuddled with her Rabbity as she lay in bed with cold hands and feet, finding a comfortable position to sleep.

Mrs. Hong saw Rong Qi fall asleep. She tucked Rong Qi in properly and softly closed the door as she left.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Rong Sr. returned to the hospital after several days. But this time, she was accompanied by Wang Qing.

Rong Tianshi frowned upon seeing Wang Qing and asked, “What are you doing here? What have you told my mother?”

Wang Qing, with her hands folded, cast a scornful glance at Rong Tianshi. She said, “You think too much. I just came to see my son and also to check on you. Besides, it was your mother who begged me to take her in.”

Rong Tianshi closed his eyes, not wanting to speak.

Mrs. Rong Sr. feared that any argument between them could lead to her being thrown out again. Although living with Wang Qing meant walking on eggshells, it at least allowed Mrs. Rong Sr. to resolve her basic needs and was satisfied now.

As Mrs. Rong Sr. looked at Rong Tianshi, who was resting with his eyes shut, she said, “Tianshi, Feiyu has been expelled from Capital University because of Rong Qi. But I heard she has a lot of power at Capital University, seems to be some kind of instructor, and even the president values her highly. She’s really taking this personal vendetta too far.

“So, I was thinking you could contact Rong Qi and ask her to allow Feiyu to return to Capital University. She’s now studying at Crescent University. But how can Crescent University compare to Capital University?”

“You said what? Rong Qi is an instructor at Capital University?” Rong Tianshi exclaimed as he widened his eyes, his face filled with astonishment upon hearing Mrs. Rong Sr.’s words.

Mrs. Rong Sr. nodded and added, “Wang Qing said she seems to be some kind of professor who recently returned to the country. She sounds impressive and it might just take a word from her to get Feiyu back in.”

Mrs. Rong Sr. kept talking, oblivious to the complex emotions of shock, doubt, surprise, and a trace of regret swirling in Rong Tianshi’s eyes.

‘Like her mother, she had hidden her true abilities so deeply.’ Rong Tianshi thought. He curled his lips into a bitter smile. ‘She’s so capable. Did she really feign insanity and play the retard just to survive? I failed her as a father.’

After Mrs. Rong Sr. finished speaking, Rong Tianshi finally spoke with effort, “Why was Feiyu expelled?”

Mrs. Rong Sr. huffed and said, “Didn’t I just say? It was Rong Qi’s personal vendetta..”