An Audi A6 with a military license plate drove slowly on the road. Yang Jingyu, the leader of the Yenching military region, was once again the driver.
Chen Yuanyuan sat in the back seat with her cheek resting on her hand. As she watched the scenery outside the window fly by, she could not help but feel worried and uneasy.
“Feng, why don’t we just let this be?” She said as she smiled at Chu Feng sitting next to her. “I can’t complain with what I have in my life now. The hotel manager is nice to my dad. If I’m free, I can go over to your house and accompany Muqing and Duo Duo. I think that’s all I ever want.”
Chu Feng could tell Chen Yuanyuan was not being honest with him. “You’re afraid that I might be messing with someone more powerful than I am, isn’t it?”
“I…” Chen Yuanyuan lowered her head.
The person who stole her identity could do so under multiple layers of scrutiny. She could tell that their level of power and influence was extraordinary.
Chen Yuanyuan did not wish for Chu Feng’s future to be ruined as well.
“Don’t worry, silly girl. It doesn’t matter who the other party is. I’ll make sure you get the justice you deserve.” Chu Feng patted Chen Yuanyuan’s head. He sounded calm, but his words carried an undeniable authority.
He was not only going to do it for Chen Yuanyuan but for the thousands, if not millions, of students who had had their future taken away from them.
It was preposterous to think that wealthy and influential people could so easily rob others of their success. That only made the top colleges in the country an exclusive club for the elite.
Chu Feng was going to change all that. Poor people deserved a chance at education too.
“Alright, Feng. I trust you.” Chen Yuanyuan nodded and smiled. She could see hope in Chu Feng.
Yuhua High School was Chen Yuanyuan’s alma mater. It was one of the top ten schools in Yenching. Every year, 70 percent of the students from the school were accepted to the top universities around the country.
According to Yang Jingyu’s investigations, someone from the school was involved in the identity theft, though he had not managed to find out who it was.
The investigation at the school would have to be done from the source.
Mdm. Feng Ling, Chen Yuanyuan’s homeroom teacher, was already waiting for them at the entrance. She was a woman in her thirties and wore a pair of spectacles.
“Good afternoon, Mdm. Feng.” Chen Yuanyuan greeted her teacher happily as soon as she got out of the car.
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