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Chapter 817

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Suddenly.

Pei Yunge's eyes met with Fernans'. "…"

The atmosphere fell into a subtle chill.

"Why are you here at this time?" Fernans narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously.

Bei Yunge also sensed his and the butler's probing gazes. Then, just as she was about to tell the truth, she heard Fernans look at her angrily.

"Even if you can't keep up with your studies, you can't skip class!"

Bei Yunge took back what she wanted to say.

The butler immediately advised, "Old Sir, Miss is still young and insensible."

"She's already an adult, yet she's still young?"

When Fernans thought that the future wife of the family head was like this, he almost blacked out!

Both of them were only concerned about Bei Yunge and did not appear at school. However, they forgot to think about why Bei Yunge would appear at the entrance of the Bacton Manor at this time.

"Then I'll go to school."

With that said, Pei Yunge was ready to leave.

However, he did not expect to be stopped by Fernans. "Wait."

Bei Yunge turned around and heard Fernans say, "I happen to have something to do at Nili University. Let me send you off."

Bei Yunge: "… Okay."

After getting into the car.

Bei Yunge sent a message to Shang Yan.

Not long after, everyone at Higgins Corporation received the news that their future boss had stood them up.

Some people even guessed that their future boss was deliberately trying to intimidate them?

However …

In the car.

Mr. Fernans' expression did not look too good. "Where are you going to class?"

Bei Yunge said without hesitation, "The Computer Science Department."

As soon as she finished speaking …

Fernans and the butler seemed to understand why Bei Yunge had skipped class.

They did not know what Bei Yunge's high school and Nili University were thinking. A third-year student was sent to the Computer Science Department as an exchange student?

The Computer Science Department of Nili University was famous for being crazy.

It was said that the last place in the Computer Science Department had transferred to another department because of the pressure, but in the end, he became the first place in another department.

Fernans wondered if it was still possible to turn around and send Bei Yunge back.

Although he felt that Bei Yunge should study hard at this age, he did not want Bei Yunge to be tortured by the Computer Science Department.

"Who chose this major for you?" Fernans asked.

Bei Yunge thought for a moment. "I should have chosen it myself."

Fernans and the butler: "…"

Then he couldn't blame anyone else.

Along the way.

Fernans wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, when he got out of the car, he could not help but ask, "Are you sure you want to be an exchange student in the computer science department?"

"Yes."

Bei Yunge had no choice but to take out the rolled-up information sheet from her pocket. After laying it out, she could clearly see the class she was going to attend.

He was a third-year computer science student.

When Fernans saw it, he froze and was about to fight with the principal of Nili University.

Wasn't this too much???

Sending a third-year student to the third-year computer science department???

Was this something a human would do?!

Just as Fernans was about to say something to Bei Yunge, Bei Yunge said, "Grandpa, I'll go to class first."

With that said.

Bei Yunge left.

"Old Sir, what do you think …" The butler, who was at the side, also felt that Nili University was deliberately targeting the exchange students from Country A.

"Let's go and settle the score with that old fool!"

Fernans' face darkened as he turned around and walked aggressively to the principal's office.

PS: Be good and remember the monthly ticket

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