Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 262 Thorny Rose (19)

The question is, who did this?

Yan Zhen subconsciously turned her gaze to Song Yi next to her—the school had not yet resumed classes, and Song Yi had been taking care of her during her hospital stay for the past few days.

After spending several days together, Song Yi became familiar with her and lost his initial restraint. Now, whether he climbs into bed next to her to read a novel or squeezes onto the sofa with her to play games, he does it all with a clear conscience.

Song Yi was reading a novel at the moment. Yan Zhen glanced at it briefly and saw that it was a romance novel.

The plot revolves around the male and female leads fighting over a child. The female lead, knowing she is powerless and no match for the domineering male lead, discusses with him about cutting the child in half so they can each have one.

Yan Zhen: "?"

She thought she was seeing things, so she leaned closer to look at it with Song Yi: "Is this novel of yours serious?"

"You're being irresponsible." Song Yi moved the tablet closer to her. "But I love watching stories where the main character is mentally unstable."

After reading a few chapters, Yan Zhen commented, "Although the male lead is quite ill, judging from the ridiculous things he did, it's really good to be rich."

Song Yi paused slightly, then said, "I'm richer than him."

Yan Zhen glanced at him: "Really?"

"real."

"how much do you have?"

Song Yi stated a number that was astronomical to Yan Zhen at this moment, and she looked shocked, muttering to herself, "No wonder..."

Song Yi asked in confusion, "No wonder what?"

"No wonder you dared to target Qin Huai and manipulate such a large amount of online public opinion behind the scenes."

Song Yi remained silent for a moment, but did not deny it.

Yan Zhen confirmed his suspicions.

The answer is actually quite obvious. Among the people she knows, only Song Yi has the financial resources and connections to afford the consequences of offending the Qin family.

Yan Zhen asked, "Did you also instruct Professor Peng to file a formal complaint against Qin Huai?"

After Song Yi tacitly agreed, he spoke without any pressure: "Mm."

What did you promise her?

"A sum of money to ensure her safety and to send her son to study abroad."

"Were those people who stood up and spoke out also brought in by you?"

"Correct."

They get the parties involved to speak out, define the direction of public opinion, and then buy traffic to boost popularity and attract attention from the entire internet.

Qin Huai has a long history of misconduct, and once the relevant departments intervene in the investigation, it will be very difficult for him to recover.

Given the current online buzz, the Qin family will inevitably be implicated. Regardless of their background, this incident will deal them a heavy blow.

This trick isn't sophisticated, but it's very effective.

Song Yi is not only bold, but also very smart.

Logically speaking, this matter is beneficial to Yan Zhen and harmless to him, so Yan Zhen should be happy.

But she felt a vague unease in her heart.

It wasn't because Song Yi had interfered in the matter without her permission, but rather it stemmed from an instinctive aversion to and warning against unsettling factors.

Her sixth sense was reminding her that Song Yi was not as harmless as he appeared.

Seeing that Yan Zhen remained silent, Song Yi seemed a little uneasy. He put the tablet aside and asked in a low voice, "Are you upset that I interfered?"

After he finished speaking, he apologized before Yan Zhen could even open his mouth: "I'm sorry, I know you're a person with a lot of ideas, and you must have had a well-thought-out plan before you took action against Qin Huai. My intervention will disrupt your plans, but seeing how badly you were injured while dealing with Qin Huai, I feel so bad... I'm sorry, please don't be angry, okay?"

His unease was written all over his face; his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his beautiful eyes would glance at her every now and then before quickly looking away, like a child who had made a mistake and was worried about being scolded.

Yan Zhen's heart softened upon seeing this.

As the beneficiary, what reason does she have to blame the person who contributed money and effort, and even force them to apologize repeatedly?

“I’m not blaming you, and I’m not angry,” Yan Zhen said. “But next time before doing something like this, I hope you can let me know first.”

So that she can be mentally prepared.

Upon hearing this, Song Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over to nuzzle her shoulder with his head: "Okay, definitely."

-

Yan Zhen stayed in the hospital for a week, and his hearing basically recovered, so he went through the procedures to be discharged.

Back at Dexian Tower, Yan Zhen received news about the handling of the explosion incident.

An investigation confirmed that Qin Huai had indeed bullied his classmates, and the school expelled him and seven other students who had been bullying their classmates for a long time.

Given the egregious nature of the explosion, once Qin Huai recovers and is discharged from the hospital, he will face detention and criminal prosecution.

At the same time, Qin Huai's father announced his resignation from the school's board of directors and issued an apology statement through official channels, deeply reflecting on his "inadequate parenting" and "failure to promptly detect Qin Huai's bullying of classmates," and stated that he would compensate the bullied classmates.

Yan Zhen smiled coldly after reading the apology statement.

In less than three years, Qin Huai's bullying led to the expulsion of more than a dozen students, which Qin Dong dismissed as a mere "misbehavior in raising children."

For those who are bullied, this can be a psychological trauma that can change their lives forever.

Yan Zhen wasn't optimistic about Qin Huai's fate either. It was just expulsion; with the Qin family being so wealthy, changing schools or studying abroad would be a piece of cake for him.

Moreover, Qin Huai is under eighteen years old and still a minor, so even if he is detained, the punishment he receives will not be too severe.

Sadly, this is already the most ideal outcome.

Yan Zhen tossed his phone aside and sighed silently.

Song Yi came from the kitchen, carrying two cups of hot milk.

He placed one of the glasses of milk in front of Yan Zhen: "School will resume classes tomorrow. Class 3 of Grade 11 will move to the building next door. Do you want to rest at home for a couple more days, or go back to class tomorrow?"

"Go back to class, I'm fine now."

"Didn't you say you still get dizzy from time to time?" Song Yi said with concern. "Why don't you rest for a couple more days? If you're worried about falling behind in your studies, I'll have a teacher come and give you extra lessons."

“What’s the difference between a teacher coming to give me extra lessons and me going to class? I still have to concentrate on listening and doing my homework.” Yan Zhen said, laughing and crying at the same time. “Don’t worry, I’m not that weak.”

Song Yi then gave up: "Alright."

-

The next day, Yan Zhen got up to go to school as usual.

She walked into the new classroom with her backpack, and the noisy classroom seemed to be paused, all the sounds instantly disappearing.

All eyes turned to Yan Zhen—one of the people involved in the explosion.

She was the one who was arrested by Qin Huai in public that day, and she was also present when the bomb exploded. But as things have developed, the Qin family has withdrawn from the board of directors, Qin Huai has dropped out of school, and it is she, who looks the most vulnerable, who is actually safe and sound.

They were neither affected by online public opinion nor retaliated against by the Qin family afterward.

How incredibly lucky must one be to remain perfectly hidden and return safely amidst such a massive upheaval?

Yan Zhen kept his eyes straight ahead, as if he hadn't seen any of the various gazes he was receiving, and walked to his seat.

Soon, the classroom returned to its noisy state.

Just as Yan Zhen took out her textbook, someone walked over and stood next to her desk: "Um... Lin Xun."