My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day-Chapter 354 - : 354, do you need me to show you my marriage certificate?

Chapter 354: 354, do you need me to show you my marriage certificate?

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“The counselor asked you to see him in his office.” Lin Qiao said, glancing at Su Wenwen’s neck.

She’s so shameless!

The post was barely deleted before she eagerly went to do that kind of thing with an old man!

She even dared to skip the morning class!

And she left so many marks on her neck, as if she’s afraid that people wouldn’t notice?

“What’s the matter?” Su Wanwan frowned.

Didn’t we deal with everything yesterday?

“How would I know?” Lin Qiao said impatiently, “He asked you to see him, now hurry up.”

“Alright.”

After Su Wenwen left the classroom, two girls got up and signaled Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao nodded, and walked over to Jian Shuhao, “Shuhao, the teacher asked us class leaders to discuss about the internship program in his office.”

“Ok.”

Lin Qiao quickly went to Zhao Qianqian, “Qianqian, you should join us.” “Okay.”

**

Su Wanwan arrived at the office, and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and the counselor said cheerfully, “Wanwan, you’re here.”

“Mr. Counselor, do you need me for something?”

The counselor gestured, “Sit down and we’ll talk.”

Uh.

Su Wanwan felt utterly confused, “Sir…”

“Sit down and wait for a bit, I have to handle something.” After that, the counselor turned around and left, taking care to close the door as well.

Su Wanwan stood there, her face showing her confusion.

After looking around, she waited in a near-catatonic state on the sofa.

She sat upright initially, but when the counselor didn’t return, she relaxed and started browsing her phone.

Time passed slowly.

Finally, the movement of the doorknob could be heard.

Su Wanwan hastily stood up, ready and respectful.

The door opened.

The first thing that came into view was a pair of straight, long legs in black tailored suit trousers. The trousers were immaculate and ironed stiff.

Beneath that shone polished, dust-free black leather shoes.

Upon seeing that familiar masculine face, Su Wanwan was completely stunned.

**

A half-hour later, Lin Qiao arrived with the class monitor and several other class representatives.

The counselor was still yapping on, and as the elevator doors opened, they saw a group of reporters in the hallway.

Big cameras, microphones in hands; it was quite a spectacle.

“What’s going on?” the class monitor asked anxiously, “What are you doing here?”

One reporter asked, “Could you please tell us where Director Zhou’s office is?”

Zhou was the director of the Journalism Department.

Lin Qiao quickly asked, “What do you guys want with Director Zhou?” The reporter said, “We’ve received a tip-off about a female student’s sex scandal. We want to interview Director Zhou.”

What a coincidence?

Lin Qiao couldn’t believe it. This scandal had even reached the media’s ears?

Well, it makes sense. Who doesn’t love gossip?

Nancheng University being the barometer of education in Nancheng, and the forum was just on the brink of a big mess. Someone must’ve spilled it to the reporters.

Lin Qiao was secretly delighted, “I’ll lead you there.”

With a glance, the two girls quickly followed suit.

The class monitor wanted to stop her, but couldn’t keep up.

Lin Qiao, leading the reporters, knocked on the office door, but there was no response.

Were they fooling around inside?

Before she had a chance to think, she impulsively opened the door and barged in.

Then she saw a man in a black suit sitting on the sofa, with Su Wanwan on his lap. They seemed to be…

Ahhh… Lin Qiao screamed in excitement.

The reporters, with their professional instincts, rushed in with their cameras.

The others quickly followed.

In no time at all, the small office was crowded.

Lin Qiao stood to the side and listened to the reporters asking questions in all directions:

Director Zhou, may I ask what you are doing?”

“Is this a student from the school?”

“I heard that Director Zhou often uses his position to take advantage of female students, how do you explain this?”

“Young lady, are you here voluntarily?”

The class teacher had already rushed in, his face very panicked, “What’s going

Lin Qiao hastily explained in good faith, “Teacher, Su Wanwan and Director

Zhou have been… caught in an affair in the office!”

“An affair?” The volume of the class teacher suddenly increased.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind, “What are you all doing in my office!”

Lin Qiao turned around and was stunned, “Direct… Director… how could you…”

The man standing at the door was the director of discipline?

Then, who was the man on the sofa?

The class teacher was also a little confused, and a few student leaders on the side were even more baffled.

On the sofa, Su Wenwen got off Huo Jingshen’s lap with her face red.

“Director Zhou.” The man’s voice was deep and magnetic, possessing the unique charm specific to mature men.

“Mr. Huo, I was wrong.” The disciplinary director felt bitter in his heart and rushed to explain, “Mr. Huo, I just went downstairs to pick up a package, I really didn’t know anything, Mr. Huo, I’ve been wronged…”

Separated by a group of reporters, he couldn’t see Mr. Huo’s expression, but his good deed suddenly interrupted, moreover, interrupted by a group of reporters, this…

The disciplinary director’s back was breaking out in a cold sweat. After speaking, he stared fiercely at Lin Qiao, “Who let you bring the reporters here!” Lin Qiao’s face turned pale with fright, he couldn’t even speak properly, “I… I didn’t know…”

At that moment, finally, a female reporter recognized him, “Mr. Huo? How could it be Mr. Huo!”

Another male reporter who didn’t recognize him asked, “Who’s Mr. Huo?”

The female reporter glared at him, “Don’t you know the president of Huo Yuan

Group? How much you are out of touch!”

“…” The male reporter was completely startled.

Looking at Huo Jingshen again.

He sat on the sofa, his custom-made black suit exuding a cold light, embodying a sense of superiority.

His features were handsome, his eyes slightly squinted. The light came from the side, making his eyes appear deep and inscrutable.

His thin lips tensed into a straight line, his jaw line was also serious, revealing his displeasure at this moment.

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“Mr. Huo, what is your relationship with this female student?”

“Is this your girlfriend?”

“Mr. Huo, why are you dating your girlfriend in the office?”

Huo Jingshen’s thin lips lifted into a shallow arc, he lifted his eyelids, coldly looking at the men holding the microphones, “Why do you think I am dating my wife in the office?”

His voice was exceptionally indifferent and tense, yet his words set off a wave

of shock among the reporters and caused a stir on the scene.

“Damn, did I hear wrong?”

Is this the so-called daughter-in-law of the Huo Family?”

“Mr. Huo, are you telling the truth?”

“Is this woman really your wife?”

“Are you guys actually married?”

“Mr. Huo…”

With a sullen face, Huo Jingshen scoffed, “Do you need me to show you our marriage certificate?”

At this time, the disciplinary director finally squeezed in from the periphery.

Since Huo Jingshen personally admitted his identity, he then solemnly explained, “Everyone, please be quiet, I am the dean of the journalism department, my name is Zhou. As a matter of fact, Mr. Huo and Ms. Su were married quite some time ago, but because there were some defamatory posts on the school forum that caused serious psychological damage to Ms. Su a few days ago, Mr. Huo hurried back from a business trip overseas and arranged to meet Ms. Su here, wanting to comfort his wife. Ms. Su has always been very low-key in school, and Mr. Huo also prefers not to be ostentatious. A few times before, I acted as a bridge and arranged for them to meet here. I didn’t expect that it would lead to such a misunderstanding today. I hope everyone can understand and refrain from harboring negative thoughts.”

“So that’s how it is.”

“It was all a misunderstanding!”

“Mr. Huo is really low-key!”

Some reporters began to ask, “So have you figured out what happened on the forum?”

“Yes, we received a tip that there are defamatory posts about Mrs. Huo on your school forum.”

“There must be someone stirring up trouble behind the scenes, right?”

“Of course, there’s no way the daughter-in-law of the Huo family would have an inappropriate relationship with another man!”

“I’ve seen the screenshots of those men, none of them are as handsome as Mr Huo!”

“Exactly, exactly!”

“Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo are the perfect couple!”

“A match made in heaven!”

“They are made for each other!”

A twitch appeared on the corners of Su Wenwen’s mouth as she listened.

Were these reporters here to flatter them?

Couldn’t they be a little less obvious with their adoration?