This was also the principal's sincere thought from the bottom of his heart.
Fortunately, their school had produced a treasure like Lin Xuan, a veritable golden nugget. Otherwise, their institution would still be overshadowed by Yundu University to this day.
Su Hua's rosy lips curved upward slightly. "A-Xuan is indeed remarkable."
Her tone carried a distinct sense of shared pride.
The principal continued with a smile, "President Su, I must say, it's been nearly two years, and your relationship with student Lin Xuan is still so strong. If it were any other couple, who knows how many arguments they'd have had by now."
"I'm sixty years old now, and I've seen my fair share of people and events. President Su, I dare say, you and Lin Xuan are definitely destined to grow old together and live a happy life."
"Mhm." Su Hua's eyes curved into crescents.
Clearly, she was very pleased with the principal's words.
"Your bonus this month will be doubled," Su Hua stated.
The principal's eyes lit up.
Praising Lin Xuan in front of President Su really worked!
"Thank you, President Su!" the principal said with a beaming smile.
From now on, he absolutely must cling tightly to student Lin Xuan's coattails!
"President Su, student Lin Xuan's class should end in about thirty minutes. Shall I arrange an office for you to wait in?" the principal asked respectfully.
"Mhm, that's fine."
Su Hua nodded again.
She followed the principal to an office.
Jiang Qing took out a laptop and placed it in front of Su Hua.
Su Hua began processing documents.
Watching Su Hua's busy figure, Jiang Qing couldn't help but shake her head inwardly.
President Su used to prioritize work above all else.
But now?
While work still couldn't be neglected, President Su could publicly assert her claim over Lin Xuan in front of other students, put work aside, and rush to Shangqing University.
Young Master Lin is truly impressive.
He's managed to completely change President Su into a different person.
"President Su, there's still a lot of work at the company. I'll head back first," Jiang Qing said.
"Alright, you may go."
Su Hua nodded.
It was just as well that Jiang Qing was leaving; no one would be playing the third wheel between her and A-Xuan then.
Ten minutes passed.
Lin Xuan's heart was still in turmoil.
Those freshmen liked him and were passionately confessing their feelings for him on the forum, even though he never asked for it.
He had no interest in them either.
But Hua Bao was too prone to jealousy; even this could stir up strong feelings of jealousy in her heart.
Lin Xuan tentatively sent a message to Su Hua.
[Hua Bao, are you still at the university? What are you doing?]
Su Hua had set a special notification tone for Lin Xuan on her phone.
This was originally not a feature available on WeChat.
Su Hua had contacted the CEO of WeChat and had him personally arrange for someone to add this function to her WeChat.
Upon receiving the message, Su Hua immediately picked up her phone to check.
Seeing the content, Su Hua raised an eyebrow.
It seemed A-Xuan was still unsure whether she was feeling jealous or not, specifically testing the waters here.
Su Hua's lips curved into a smile.
In that case, she'd let A-Xuan worry a little longer.
Su Hua usually replied instantly, but this time, her response was delayed.
Lin Xuan lightly smacked the textbook against his forehead.
"It's over."
Hua Bao was really angry.
He lay on the desk, utterly dejected.
During the lecture, Hua Bao hadn't done anything.
This was probably the calm before the storm.
He could guarantee there was definitely some big move waiting for him later.
Many of the female students in the class weren't fully focused on the lecture either; they kept glancing at Lin Xuan from time to time.
They were the first to notice Lin Xuan's unusual state.
"Next, I'll give you all five minutes to think carefully about the question I just posed," the professor said, taking some tissues and walking out of the classroom.
He hurried towards the restroom.
For some reason, his stomach was suddenly hurting terribly, and he needed to go relieve himself.
As soon as the professor left, the students couldn't help but start discussing.
What's going on? Why does my idol seem so utterly dejected?
"Right, I feel it too. Could he have encountered some difficult problem?"
"Ah, oppa, don't be like this, it hurts my heart."
Worry showed in those girls' eyes.
For Lin Xuan to show such an expression, it must definitely be something serious and unpleasant.
"Xuan Zi, the approach to the problem the professor gave, shouldn't it be like this..."
Wang Dahe turned his head, intending to continue, but then he saw Lin Xuan lying on the table, looking completely dejected.
"Xuan Zi, what's wrong?"
He rarely saw Xuan Zi wear such an expression.
In the past, Xuan Zi always faced any problem with confidence.
Lin Xuan spoke listlessly, "The distress of having too many peach blossoms."
Wang Dahe: "!!!!"
He &@# Su &%...￥￥ (omitting ten thousand words here)
The bell for the end of class rang.
Su Hua was already standing beside a Lamborghini.
Her indifferent gaze swept towards the direction of the teaching building exit.
Passing students couldn't help but cast their eyes towards Su Hua.
"Who is that? She's so beautiful!"
"You had a stomachache and missed the lecture, so you don't know. She's President Su, the one who gave us the lecture, also the CEO of the Su Corporation."
"Damn, the CEO of the Su Corporation is this gorgeous?"
The student stared at Su Hua's face, dumbfounded.
His friend continued the popular science explanation, "Just now, President Su presented Lin Xuan with a 300 million yuan scholarship. Let me tell you, judging by their interaction on stage, I always felt there was something between them; I just couldn't find proof."
The students were all curious about who Su Hua was waiting for.
Originally, Wang Dahe had his arm around Lin Xuan's neck as they walked downstairs.
He faintly overheard some students discussing something.
One student said, "President Su has been waiting by the car for almost ten minutes now. I wonder who has the ability to make President Su wait this long."
President Su is waiting for Xuan Zi.
Wang Dahe suddenly remembered a previous time when President Su had also come to pick Xuan Zi up after school.
That time, he was talking and laughing with Xuan Zi, his hand resting on Xuan Zi's shoulder.
This scene was witnessed by President Su.
What kind of look did President Su give him back then?
Her eyes were like they were staring at an inanimate object.
Also, her gaze at his hand was icy; he felt his hand was about to be chopped off by President Su.
He always felt that if he weren't Xuan Zi's good friend, his right hand probably wouldn't be attached to his body anymore.
Thinking this, Wang Dahe quickly withdrew his hand.
Lin Xuan noticed Wang Dahe's unusual behavior and looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Wang Dahe shook his hand. "I just felt my hand was a bit tired, wanted to move it around."
"Xuan Zi, I suddenly feel a stomachache. You go ahead, my dad's picking me up, no need to wait for me."
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