Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious Chapter 411: A Show of Authority That Ended in Silence

Chapter 411: A Show of Authority That Ended in Silence

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In a group chat of several hundred people, no one dared to speak. They were in awe at Rong Qi’s harsh decision to deduct ten points in one fell swoop. They wondered who else would dare to take leave now.

But that’s the rule at Capital University. Besides major-specific courses, all other cla.s.ses require a minimum of 90 points to pa.s.s. Now, just a few words had stomped them right onto the line between pa.s.sing and failing. It was the ultimate move, more effective than any other lecture.

The students from Cla.s.s 7 gasped in disbelief. They all praised that Miss Seven, true to her name, had a ruthless reputation that continued to stand.

Those in Cla.s.s 1 hadn’t expected that their simple jests to make Rong Qi uncomfortable would result in her seizing the chance to deduct points. Not sparing a single shred of mercy, they all turned to Tang Lin for guidance.

Tang Lin was equally fl.u.s.tered. He had already been at odds with Rong Qi since the entrance exam cheating case. The two cla.s.ses had been at each other’s throats ever since. Now, it seemed they had stupidly served their own heads on a silver platter.

Tang Lin didn’t have the face to ask Rong Qi for a favor. The only option was to have those who initially refused to go to cla.s.s rush there as soon as possible. Only then could he approach Rong Qi to rescind the points she had just deducted.

The students in Cla.s.s 1 had attempted to display their authority and now found themselves scurrying shamefully to cla.s.s after their ostentatious declarations of taking leave. The first lesson concluded without any major hiccups.

After cla.s.s, Rong Qi finally emerged from the instructor’s dormitory. The paths were bustling with people heading home, but she chose a less-traveled path. As she approached a small garden, someone blocked her way.

Raising an eyebrow, Rong Qi looked at the person blocking her and asked, “What do you want?”

“Come with me,” Rong Feiyu lifted her chin. “I have something to discuss.”

“I’m busy.” Rong Qi replied, glanced at Rong Feiyu dismissively, and stepped away.

But Rong Feiyu still obstructed Rong Qi’s path, her expression a blend of malice and triumph. “If you don’t come, you’ll never know the secret. Want to know what Ye Nanshen said to your father after the Gu family banquet a few days ago?”

Rong Qi frowned and thought, ‘We were waiting for Zhuang Ling that evening. Could it be that Shen went to meet my father?’

“I’m not interested,” Rong Qi said. “So, are you going to let me pa.s.s or not?”

“You!” Rong Feiyu gritted her teeth. “If you don’t come, tomorrow’s headline will expose Ye Nanshen as a powerful man in Leucia, forcing a poor father to cut ties with his own daughter. Do you think his reputation will be ruined because of you?”

Rong Qi’s eyes grew cold. “Are you threatening me?”

“Heh, so are you coming or not?” Rong Feiyu didn’t answer but looked at Rong Qi arrogantly.

Rong Qi’s lips curled into a smirk. “Alright. Lead the way?”

Convinced that she had intimidated Rong Qi, Rong Feiyu haughtily turned and walked away.

Rong Qi chuckled to herself. ‘Who in the media would dare take on exposing Ye Nanshen?’

Rong Qi followed Rong Feiyu to a pond, where two other people were standing —w.a.n.g Qing and Su Yifan. As Rong Qi approached, she raised an eyebrow at Su Yifan, the mockery in her eyes unmistakable.

Uncomfortable under Rong Qi’s gaze, Su Yifan lowered his head. “Mrs. Rong, Feiyu, I’ll wait over there while you talk.”

He swiftly walked away in the direction of a rockery.

Rong Feiyu frowned, but Rong Qi leaned casually against a tree trunk, her posture relaxed. “So, what do you want from me?”

w.a.n.g Qing stared at Rong Qi’s increasingly radiant face, her fists clenched in suppressed rage.

‘This d.a.m.n girl had tormented our family while she seemed to be living quite the good life.’ w.a.n.g Qing thought.

“Do you know what Ye Nanshen did when he met your father the other day?” w.a.n.g Qing growled.

Rong Qi replied, “I just found out. He asked my father to sever our ties with me.”

“And you’re okay with that?” w.a.n.g Qing asked.

Rong Qi looked at w.a.n.g Qing, eyes twinkling with complex emotions, yet said nothing..