I Turned Wild After Being Doted On By The Big Bosses

Chapter 652 - Suffering Heaven’s Wrath



Chapter 652: Suffering Heaven’s Wrath

“You’re the former principal of Yun Cheng University. There shouldn’t be anyone who doesn’t know you.”

Song Yao was a little reserved.

He was a big shot in the scientific research field!

Someone who stood at the peak of the academic field.

At the same time.

The rest of the people froze and regained their senses slowly.

Bai Mingzhang?

It was Bai Mingzhang!?

“Mr… Mr Bai…”

Lei Ya’s expression changed, turning red and pale. She never thought that this jar of pickled vegetables would be given by Bai Mingzhang…

Her mind was in a mess.

How was this possible??

How was this possible!?

Pei Yunge had clearly not stayed in Yun University for long, and this was her first time seeing Old Mr Bai!

Where did Pei Yunge get the ability to be so close to Old Master Bai??

“Ge’er, are these your friends?”

Bai Mingzhang glanced at the rest of the people and asked.

“Grandpa Bai, this is my friend, Song Yao.” Pei Yunge’s voice was still cold as she introduced Song Yao solemnly.

At this moment, Qi Xinnuo, who had just been flattering Lei Ya, turned completely pale and realized that she had stood on the wrong side.

If she had spoken up for Pei Yunge just now, would Pei Yunge have introduced her as the second friend…

Would she have a chance to be recognized by a big shot like Bai Mingzhang…

“You are Ge’er’s friend.”

Bai Mingzhang glanced at Pei Yunge. Seeing that Pei Yunge was determined not to take this pot of spicy cabbage with her, he took it back with a smile and stuffed it into Song Yao’s hand.

“Here, this is Grandpa Bai’s greeting gift. This is the spicy cabbage that I made myself.”

Song Yao, who was suddenly forced to hug the jar of spicy cabbage, said, “…Thank you, Grandpa Bai.”

“You’re welcome. In the future, ask Ge’er bring you to my house to play. Is the college entrance examination coming up? If you come, I can still teach you some Physics.”

“In the future, if you want to come to Yun University, I can give you some advice. After all, I’m quite familiar with this place.”

Bai Mingzhang did not have the serious look he had when he was outside. Instead, he was smiling like a kind old man from the house next door.

Song Yao nodded in an introverted manner. “I will if I have the chance.”

“Okay, then let’s add each other’s contact details first.”

The scene of Bai Mingzhang taking the initiative to give them his contact details made everyone envious!!!

What kind of luck did Song Yao have to be able to be invited by Bai Mingzhang to his house and even have his contact number?!!

Most importantly, that jar of pickled vegetables that they could not stand and despised just now was actually made by Bai Mingzhang himself…

If this was given to them, they would be happy to bring pickles around. They could even offer up this jar of pickles and burn incense every day to pray.

“Old Tian… Is he Director Tian Hejing from Yun Cheng’s Agriculture University?” A boy suddenly had an idea and asked instinctively.

At this moment.

It was only then that Bai Mingzhang realized that he had spilled the beans about him stealing Old Tian’s vegetables.

Bai Mingzhang was speechless.

Oh no, his image was gone.

Seeing Bai Mingzhang remain silent, everyone roughly knew the origins of these two cans of pickled vegetables…

They gasped.

Would she really not be punished by the heavens if she ate these two cans of pickled vegetables?

Elder Tian planted it himself. This was no longer a matter of carrots and cabbages…

Bai Mingzhang did not think much of it.

After all, Elder Tian liked to study crops, so he had high standards for his diet. All along, he had been eating what he had grown by himself.

However…

This also led to Bai Mingzhang going to Yun Forest every week to get some food.

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