Su Zhengxing made no attempt to hide it, taking Lin Qiao’s hand and interlocking their fingers. Turning around, he smiled and replied, “Yes, Professor Wang, this is my girlfriend, Lin Qiao, whom I mentioned to you before.”
After he finished speaking, he turned his head slightly to Lin Qiao and introduced her, “This is my teacher, Professor Wang.”
Su Zhengxing’s teachers are all leading figures in academia. Lin Qiao suddenly became nervous, swallowed slightly, and said, “Hello, Professor Wang!”
Professor Wang looked at them with considerable satisfaction, nodding repeatedly, “Good, good, good.”
Then, he patted Su Zhengxing’s arm knowingly: “Then I won’t bother you any longer. Come over for dinner sometime.”
“Okay.” Su Zhengxing replied.
Lin Qiao immediately stood up straight and watched the old man leave.
After Professor Wang left, Su Zhengxing led her for a stroll on campus, their fingers still interlocked.
Lin Qiao followed slightly behind him, looking down at their clasped hands.
His hands were big, with long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles. A gentle cupping motion could completely envelop Lin Qiao’s hand, his slightly rough fingertips rubbing against the back of her hand, bringing his warmth.
“What do you want for lunch?” He asked as he walked ahead.
Lin Qiao, preoccupied with something, answered absentmindedly, “Anything is fine.”
“How about Cantonese food?” He asked.
“It’s alright.”
As they spoke, several students dressed in red or blue graduation gowns, holding flowers in their hands, ran past them, searching for suitable spots and angles to take photos by the bridge and under the trees.
“By the way, when is your major’s graduation ceremony?” Su Zhengxing asked her, turning back as he walked.
“Around the 20th of next month, I guess.” Lin Qiao replied.
“Would it be convenient for me to attend?”
He didn’t take it for granted that he could attend Lin Qiao’s graduation ceremony; instead, he earnestly sought her opinion.
Graduation was one of the most important occasions in her life, and he didn’t want to miss it.
Looking at the faint expectation in his eyes, Lin Qiao felt a pang of sadness and gave a bitter smile: “Okay.”
I’m afraid by then you’ll have returned to your normal life and won’t want to attend anymore.
Lin Qiao stopped, withdrew her hand from his, took a deep breath, and calmed herself before asking, “Did you already know that I sent that email?”
Hearing her question, Su Zhengxing immediately realized what was going on, his brows furrowing slightly: “Qin Shen contacted you?”
“Whether it’s Zhang Shu or Liu Bolu, up until that email, you never stopped suspecting me, did you?” Lin Qiao’s tone was calm, not accusatory, but simply curious.
He didn’t deny it.
“Why didn’t you expose me?” Lin Qiao asked him.
Now that things had come to this, Su Zhengxing saw no need to play dumb any longer and told her everything.
“You were sent to the CEO’s office by Zhao Yudong. At first, I thought that you were one of his people. Then Liu Bolu’s incident happened, and I thought that you were a pawn that Mr. Sun had planted next to me. Later, I investigated your relationship with them, but I couldn’t find anything.”
“As you know, Baitian is full of factions, and there are many people with ulterior motives. There are also many people lurking around me silently. I must be careful to prevent something like what happened to Qi Yuan from happening again.”
“But you still made me waver. For a while, I tried hard to control myself and stay away from you…”
He chuckled, “But as you saw, I was powerless to resist you.”
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