Chapter 220: Pit the Father or Pit the Child?

Recalling the skiing video a student had posted on their social media feed a while back, Huang Shuren felt a sudden urge and asked Wen Yali if she wanted to go skiing together over the weekend.

He even specifically dug up the social media posts of Lin Yang and Yu Youwei.

Wen Yali watched with undivided attention, her interest piqued.

She raised a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and decisively agreed.

At the same time, she remarked with a sigh that young people really knew how to have fun.

Huang Shuren grabbed her small hand and said affectionately, "Aren't you also in the prime of your youth, and with more charm than those young girls?"

"You're annoying!"

Teachers reacting like Huang Shuren and Wen Yali were not isolated cases; at this very moment, teacher groups of all sizes across the school were discussing this matter, though their language was not as exaggerated as that of the student groups.

Everyone was unstinting with their praise, marveling at the principal's down-to-earth nature and casual dance moves, which gave people an urge to join in and dance along.

It was also announced that tomorrow night, they would go to the sports field to dance with the students.

The ways of the world were displayed to the fullest at this moment.

Those who didn't know better might think the principal was in the group, silently observing everyone's words and actions; or perhaps some petty person was lurking in the shadows, ready to snitch at any time.

Of course, quite a few teachers did have a strong interest in square dancing.

It wasn't just students who were under pressure and needed to release negative emotions; adults often had even more troublesome matters.

In short, all in all, with various factors combined, square dancing sparked a huge response at Hangzhou University.

Inside the seafood restaurant.

Looking at the prominent "404!" sign on his phone screen, Shen Yan shook his head speechlessly.

These people were truly looking for grass seeds in the cracks of stones—bored with nothing to do.

Not sleeping late at night, they had actually crashed the campus bulletin board.

Hao Anqi had clearly discovered this situation too; she had just been preparing to steal some videos and post them on the Communication University of China bulletin board to put pressure on her own school.

Even though they were neighboring institutions, there was no need to mention the faculty and education; one was a key university, the other a second-tier institution, and they were completely incomparable.

Yet, in terms of entertainment, they had lost to the others by more than a notch.

Was this reasonable?

She had already envisioned that once the video was posted, the students would swarm to protest, and under pressure, the Communication University of China would also begin to spark a square dancing craze.

At the very least, it could be a spontaneous student organization.

In short, the process didn't matter, as long as the result was perfect.

Then, halfway through downloading the video, she suddenly discovered the page had crashed and wouldn't refresh no matter what, until Shen Yan spoke up to remind her, bringing her back to reality.

The server had been crushed by the traffic!

Hao Anqi blinked her large eyes, her expression dazed and truly cute; fortunately, Shen Yan had many videos on his QQ, so he forwarded them to her directly.

Before long, various types of seafood were served on the table one by one.

Hao Anqi couldn't stop eating; this taste was simply a hundred times better than what Wu Yueer had described. Dipped in sauce, every bite was full of fresh, tender, and juicy shrimp meat, and her taste buds received unprecedented satisfaction.

It was lingering and memorable.

There were also mud crabs, black-gold abalone... each one was huge.

After this experience, Hao Anqi intuitively realized the difference in lifestyle between the wealthy and ordinary people; ordinary people ate fast food and boxed lunches every day, while the wealthy ate abalone and lobster every day, throwing away ten thousand yuan as easily as spilling water.

The huge gap was impossible to ignore, like the disparity between a high mountain and a deep valley.

On a warm winter night, under the brilliant and beautiful starry sky, the entire city was shrouded in colorful neon lights, and the soft, warm street lamps on both sides of the road brought a touch of warmth and peace to this cold night.

After the late-night snack, Hao Anqi pulled Shen Yan to stroll along the empty streets.

She called it: "A hundred steps after a meal, live to ninety-nine."

Shen Yan took out his phone to check the time: 10:30; it was definitely too late to rush back to the dormitory.

He had no choice but to let her have her way.

However, after walking only a few steps, Hao Anqi suddenly felt sleepy and weak, opening her arms to act spoiled and ask for a piggyback ride.

"You, oh you! I really can't do anything with you." Shen Yan pinched her cheek dotingly.

Hao Anqi laughed shamelessly, then took a leap and jumped onto Shen Yan's back; Shen Yan sighed helplessly and had to carry her while walking slowly.

He said, "I feel like you've gained a lot of weight lately; carrying you feels like being pressed down by a mountain."

"No way, I've clearly lost three taels; it must be that my clothes are too heavy, and I just ate so much food." Hao Anqi twisted her body in dissatisfaction.

Shen Yan firmly refused to believe it, certain she had gained at least three jin.

His words carried a hint of disdain.

Hao Anqi pouted with a face full of grievance, saying he was wronging her and that she had clearly lost three taels. Shen Yan pinched her little bottom and put on a hesitant look.

"Uh... it seems it's not as fleshy as it used to be."

Hearing her little boyfriend say that, Hao Anqi couldn't be happy no matter what; her roommates all said her figure was getting better and better, full of feminine charm.

Yet Shen Yan held the opposite view, and she didn't know how to refute it.

On one hand, she worried about Shen Yan saying she was fat; on the other hand, she really minded being disliked for lacking "fleshiness."

She had no choice but to be sulky by herself.

Shen Yan couldn't help but find it funny and comforted her: "I'm teasing you. My little enchantress is becoming more and more charming; I'm worried you'll be snatched away by someone one day."

Hearing this, a flower-like, radiant smile instantly bloomed on Hao Anqi's face. She pressed her head against his broad back and said affectionately, "I won't; I'm going to cling to you forever."

"Just like a mangy dog?"

"You're annoying! I'm clearly a little fairy."

Just like that, Shen Yan carried Hao Anqi and walked aimlessly for more than ten minutes. When they passed a traffic light intersection, they happened to run into traffic police on duty.

They were stopping people to check ID cards.

The ID card was in the car, so Shen Yan naturally couldn't produce it and had to report his ID number instead.

Just at this moment, the green light turned red, and a snow-white Wuling Hongguang was forced to a dead stop on the spot, as if struck by an immobilization spell.

Immediately after, the rear window slowly rolled down, and a crisp, pleasant, and childish voice flowed into everyone's ears like a clear spring.

"Officer uncle, my daddy has been drinking!"

Although this voice was not loud, it carried a kind of sincerity that could not be ignored.

Everyone instinctively looked up to see a little girl of six or seven years old, her delicate, doll-like face shining with an innocent glow.

The next moment, the front passenger window also rolled down, and a young woman's face poked out.

Watching the traffic police officer walking over, she showed a trace of panic in her eyes, yet she forced herself to remain calm and said, "I am truly sorry, the child doesn't know any better and is just talking nonsense; I've caused you trouble."

"It's a small matter, I understand."

The traffic police officer had seen all kinds of people and naturally would not be fooled by a few words.

Whether someone has been drinking or not is known with a single test.

Thus, he walked around to the driver's side and had the driver blow into the device.

The result was exactly as the little girl had said; the instrument showed an alcohol content of 78mg/100ml.

This qualified as driving under the influence.

Now they were done for!

Shen Yan and Hao Anqi had not left and were watching the spectacle from the side.

Upon learning this result, Shen Yan widened his eyes; did this count as throwing one's father under the bus, or the child being thrown under the bus?

The world is vast, and there is nothing that does not exist.

Perhaps because of the little girl's words, a tragedy was avoided, but according to regulations, her biological father would have his driver's license suspended for 6 months, 12 points deducted at once, and be fined between 1000 and 2000 yuan.

Sigh! It is better not to harbor any wishful thinking in anything.

Because good luck will not always favor you.