The original punishment of probation was not irrevocable.

When Yan Anhe has any achievements in the medical field in the future, she can go to the medical department to talk about it and sell her personal favors to eliminate it.

As time goes by, no one will remember what Yan Anhe did.

But now, Imperial University has expelled Yan Anhe, and everything is no longer possible.

But for Yan Ruoxue, this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that she was also dismissed, and it was carried out immediately, without any buffer, and she was not even required to go through the resignation procedures.

The dean of the biology department announced that she could get out.

Yan Ruoxue does not teach many classes at Imperial University, only one big class a week.

But the salary is not low, and there is also a reputation.

Now that her job is gone, she has lost a source of income and connections.

Yan Anhe felt her vision go dark, and her voice trembled: "Auntie, what did you say?"

She was expelled from Teito University?!

Didn’t he say he was just on probation?

how so?

"You have the nerve to ask me what I said?" Yan Ruoxue was extremely angry, "Who did you offend?"

She didn't think about Ying Zijin at all.

Ying Zijin was only a student at Imperial University and did not have the authority to have the biology department expel her.

Yan Anhe's heart tightened and hurt like convulsions. She murmured: "How could this happen?"

She never imagined that what she had done could implicate Yan Ruoxue.

"Yan Anhe, I'm warning you for the last time." Yan Ruoxue said coldly, "Come back from the ancient medical world immediately and don't go anywhere. The Ji family will choose an heir next week."

"If you dare to do anything else before I take control of the Ji family, don't blame me for severing ties with you! I will never care about you in the future!"

After saying that, Yan Ruoxue was so angry that she threw her phone away.

The assistant lowered his head, fearing that he would also be implicated in the anger.

Until Yan Ruoxue asked him: "How is the situation over there in Ozhou?"

"It's ready." The assistant replied hurriedly, "Professor Manuel will send someone over to give you full support. Don't worry, no one in the Ji family has contact with top international laboratories except you."

The Ji family's selection of successors also depends on international connections.

Indeed, only Yan Ruoxue has entered the top international laboratories.

Even Wenfengmian won't do it.

Yan Ruoxue hummed, and her mood finally felt better.

It seems that the position of heir can only belong to her.

When the time comes, she will drive out all the people she dislikes.

Wen Fengmian is like this, and so is Ying Zijin.

**

Shanghai City.

Today is November 11th. At five o'clock in the morning, Mr. Zhong went to the cemetery alone.

He placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone, burned three sticks of incense, and sat down slowly.

"Old man Fu, you can rest assured." Mr. Zhong was silent for a long time before speaking, "Young man Fu is living a very good life. He is the president of the Asia Pacific region of Venus Group. There are several Fu families who can surpass you, and even the rich and powerful families in the imperial capital can't compare with you.

."

"Also, those who bullied him have all received retribution. Although I have told you once, you have a bad memory. I will tell you a few more times to make you happy."

The photo on the tombstone is a photo of Mr. Fu when he was young.

Wearing a military uniform, his features are heroic and noble.

It seems like time is just like yesterday and nothing has changed.

"Do you really think I can't see your little thoughts?" Mr. Zhong said, his eyes turned red, and he wiped his eyes, "You have wanted your brat to abduct my granddaughter for a long time.

You haven't told me yet, just pretending to eat and drink."

"Your wish has come true. When they get married, I will buy some wine and we two will have a drink."

"I didn't touch the game of chess you played with me at that time, and I still have it..."

Mr. Zhong chatted for a long time and did not leave the cemetery until noon.

His back looks much older.

In the old house of the Zhong family, Butler Zhong was directing the servants in the kitchen.

After hearing the noise, he walked out and smiled: "Old man, Miss Zijin will be back in the afternoon. Why didn't you wait for her and went alone?"

"No, we absolutely can't wait for her." Mr. Zhong waved his hand and muttered, "If this girl sees her grandpa crying, where will my reputation be in this life?"

Butler Zhong couldn't laugh or cry, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The old man really cares about face.

At this time, the villa door of the old house was pushed open again, and a cold voice came from the door: "Grandpa, who is crying?"

Mr. Zhong immediately stood up straight, coughed majestically a few times, turned around and pointed at Butler Zhong: "Your grandpa, the butler, was crying. He was crying so hard just now. Oh, I couldn't even see. I was comforting him.

"

Fortunately, he had wiped away his tears, otherwise he would have made a fool of himself.

Butler Zhong: "???"

Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly and said slowly, "Grandpa, lying is not a good habit."

Mr. Zhong: "..."

He now feels that his granddaughter is actually his little ancestor, and he is a little scared.

"Grandpa Zhong." Fu Yun came in one step behind, still looking like a dandy, lazily, "I brought you snacks from the Imperial Capital, as well as from Ozhou, which will be enough for you to eat for a long time." Get married.

Mr. Zhong put on his reading glasses and looked very arrogant: "Humph, it's better for my grandson and son-in-law, come on, brat, play chess with grandpa."

Ying Zijin followed him to the study room, and not surprisingly saw a new video on Mr. Zhong's computer.

Mr. Zhong was making up his mind and said: "By the way, when are you going to make it public? I see that all your CP fans are crying for food and say they don't have any candy to eat."

"Oh, I pity them. I want to give them some candy, but I can't. These children are in such misery."

Ying Zijin pressed his head.

They are all old men, so why is her grandpa so advanced and fashionable?

Mr. Nie doesn’t even know what CP is.

"I can do it." Fu Yun tilted his head deeply and curled his lips, "It depends on what Yaoyao wants."

Mr. Zhong looked up, looking forward to it.

Ying Zijin yawned and said ruthlessly, "Let's wait until we graduate from college."

"..."

Mr. Zhong was heartbroken.

Although he knew he would live a long life and was very happy, he didn't know when he would be able to hold his great-grandson.

He has no hope for Ying Tianlu, he doesn’t even have a girlfriend.

After having lunch with Mr. Zhong, Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen left the Zhong family's old house and drove to the cemetery.

Butler Zhong closed the door and hesitated: "Old man, don't you tell Miss Zijin about that matter? I think it's better to let Miss Ying know."

Mr. Zhong's expression paused. He was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Don't say anything, don't bother her. She is fine now. It doesn't matter whether she knows or not."

**

night.

Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen went to the cemetery to pay homage to Mr. Fu, and then went up the mountain.

There is a strong wind on the mountain, and there are few stars and a bright moon.

Except for the lack of heavy rain, it is no different from a year ago.

Fu Yunshen laid out the sacrifices and said in a slow voice, "Yaoyao, I didn't expect you to remember. Why did you come with me?"

He sent her to the ancient martial arts world, and she agreed. He thought he could help her avoid November 11th.

Who knew that when he took the plane today, she would be next to him.

It really surprised him.
To be continued...