Xiao Ying really thought that Feng Sinan's fist would land on her face, but he didn't. Instead, he slammed his fist against the wall.
A few streaks of blood flowed down the white wall. His hand was injured.
Su Xiaoying hurriedly stuffed the gold-stamped black card into his hands. She pushed his strong chest with her fair hands and turned to run away.
…
She ran away. The air was still filled with the fragrance of a young girl.
Feng Sinan furrowed his brows. His muscular chest heaved up and down as he panted heavily. What was wrong with him?
As a leader of the business world, he had complete control over his emotions. He had great self-control, but in that moment, he had actually lost control.
This was not a good sign.
"President." At this moment, the secretary, Jin Zhe, rushed over. "President, you're injured!"
A staff member rushed over and bandaged Feng Sinan's wound.
Feng Sinan had already regained his senses. His handsome face was terrifyingly cold, devoid of any warmth. Pursing his thin lips into a cold line, he lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "What's going on with the San Li Institution in California?"
Feng Sinan exuded an endless coldness. Even the secretary, Jin Zhe, became cautious. "President, the San Li Institute in California is a godly place in the art world. Two years ago, the San Li Institute in California took a liking to one of Madam's paintings. They took a liking to Madam's talent in painting, so they sent an invitation to Madam to study there. However, two years ago, Madam married President and got pregnant with a daughter, so she gave up on the opportunity.
"After two years, the San Li Institute in California has sent another invitation. It and the principal of T University have decided to send Madam there for further study. This time, Madam has agreed. In two days, she will bring Miss Nini to study in California."
Feng Sinan quietly listened to everything. Soon, his thin lips curved into a bored and sarcastic smile.
In his opinion, painting was just something that Old Master Su asked Su Xiaoying to do to pass time. What talent could she have?
Wasn't the principal of the San Li Institute in California and T University doting on her so much because she was the apple of the Su family's eye?
Fine, even if she had talent, what use would it be? To make a fortune in the future?
Deep down, Feng Sinan looked down on her. She should have stayed at home obediently, served him well, and then bore him a son. That was her duty!
Feng Sinan folded the gold-stamped black card and threw it into the trash can.
The wound on his hand had already been treated. He stepped forward.
…
When Feng Sinan stepped out of the bar, he saw a familiar, gentle figure outside.
Su Xiaoying stood there, with the principal of T University and the dean of the San Li Institute of California beside her. The dean had brought the two most outstanding young disciples of the San Li Institute.
The dinner was very good, the conversation was very harmonious, and everyone was saying their goodbyes.
Today, Su Xiaoying was wearing a white tassel skirt. Her pure black hair was draped over her shoulders like silk. A gust of wind blew over, causing a few strands of her hair to wrap around her delicate face. She was like a lotus that had just bloomed. She stood there gracefully, looking indescribably pure and moving.
The principal of T University smiled. "Xiaoying, say goodbye to the dean."
Su Xiaoying curved her cherry red lips. She was the apple of the Su family's eye and had received the best education since she was a child. She behaved gracefully and gracefully, without losing the deference and sweetness of a female student. "Goodbye, dean."
The dean of the San Li Institute of California repeatedly said goodbye as if he had found a treasure.
Feng Sinan stopped in his tracks. His deep and narrow eyes landed on Su Xiaoying, unable to look away.
In his impression, Su Xiaoying was the girl who would always wait for him to come home at Luo Shui Bay. She was gentle and timid, like a little oriole. She liked to be shy and was full of humble love for him.
It was the first time he had seen Su Xiaoying like this. She was dazzling in front of outsiders, like a piece of unpolished jade, deeply attracting people's attention.
Feng Sinan felt a numbness in his bones. An inexplicable electric current surged through his limbs and then all rushed to his lower abdomen.
Soon, he felt a pain in his lower abdomen. It was still throbbing from Su Xiaoying's forceful thrust just now.
Feng Sinan's long and narrow eyes turned scarlet again. He put his hands in his trouser pockets. His heart and body were itching. He missed women. He wanted to do that kind of thing to vent his frustrations.
Feng Sinan glared at Su Xiaoying, then shifted his gaze to the two outstanding disciples brought by the dean of the San Li Institute of California.
Both of them were outstanding boys with outstanding looks and talents. They were also from prominent families. Now, their eyes were on Su Xiaoying's soft and beautiful face, full of warmth and love. "Junior Su, welcome to California."
Su Xiaoying looked at the two seniors with her cat-like eyes, and her eyes curved into a smile.
Feng Sinan's eyes were very sharp. He immediately saw that the ears of the two big boys had turned slightly red.
The colder Feng Sinan's expression became, the more he smiled. These two extreme emotions made him appear profound and sinister. So no matter what she was putting on in front of him now, he would kill her one day!
"President," Jin Zhe said in a low voice. "Zhao Feier called today. She wants the quota from the San Li Institute of California."
Feng Sinan was expressionless and only glanced sideways at Jin Zhe.
…
Su Xiaoying and the principal of T University left. The dean of the San Li Institute of California was also preparing to get into the car and leave.
At this moment, he heard a polite voice. "Dean, our President would like to meet you."
The head of California's San Li Institute and the two outstanding disciples turned around at the same time. A long Rolls-Royce limousine had stopped in front of them. Jin Zhe respectfully opened the back door, and Feng Sinan leaned back in his seat elegantly. His long legs were crossed, giving him the air of a business tycoon.
He looked over with his deep and narrow eyes …
…
Su Xiaoying went to the principal's office to prepare for the transfer. She was going to California the next day.
The moment she entered the office, she sensed that the atmosphere was not right.
The principal looked at Su Xiaoying with a solemn expression. "Xiaoying, I have some bad news for you. The San Li Institute of California has suddenly canceled your quota. It belongs to someone else."
What?
Su Xiaoying's eyelashes fluttered. She was completely unprepared. Everything had been fine the night before. She had never imagined that something would happen today.
"Principal, who has this quota been given to?"
Before the principal could speak, a beautiful figure walked in. "Xiaoying, I'm really sorry. The San Li Institute of California has given this quota to me. I'm going to California to further my studies tomorrow."
Su Xiaoying turned around. It was Zhao Feier.
After that.
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