Come into My Trap, My Mrs. Professor!

My parents changed their flight because they were worried about me.

Seeing them dragging their suitcases and rushing through the door, I felt very guilty, and my eyes turned red unconsciously.

My mother came forward, held me in her arms, touched my hair and said, "It's okay, don't cry."

The sudden warmth made me feel a little stunned.

As a matter of fact, I was very independent since I was a child. My mother was engaged in chemistry, and her character was very strict, and she was a bit pungent. My dad had a good temper, but he was an old-school scholar. Therefore, when I got along with them, I always behaved well, and I had never been so kind.

Perhaps it was this time that scared them, so my mother took the initiative to hug me.

They didn't deal with jet lag or rest. After drinking a cup of hot water, they began to ask me carefully what happened during this time.

I bit my lips, but I couldn't resist it after all, and my tears kept flowing down.

In the face of Adam Ning's family, I can not flinch and choose to fight against each other.

In front of Jenny Nan, Robert Ye, and all my friends who cared about me, I never showed any discomfort.

But when asked by my parents, all the grievances in my heart burst out in an instant.

I held my mother's waist and cried. I told them what happened intermittently.

From Lucy Wen's provocative visit to the door, to the hospital where I found Adam Ning’s parents’ betrayal, to Adam Ning who kidnapped me and planned to ask a man to rape me, and finally Adam Ning deliberately discredited me on the school forum yesterday.

After listening, my mother patted her hand on the glass coffee table, "They are really deceiving people!"

"Don't worry, we are back?" My dad was busy appeasing her, holding her hand, then rubbing her red palm, "Don't be angry with your body."

My mother was still angry. "I really saw the wrong person at the beginning. I actually think Adam Ning is not bad."

In fact, this was what I wanted to ask myself.

Adam Ning was good at disguise, and this was just one of the reasons. More importantly, I might be too stupid and too unprepared.

As for my parents, they always love me. For the people I liked, they naturally liked them very much.

expected Adam Ning to

impossible

His tone seemed normal, but I knew he must

weekdays, but it was terrible if

ago. At that time, a batch of materials in the institute were unqualified, and the approver was related to the provincial officials and even the central authorities. In the end, my dad ignored these things and burned the materials directly

that things made from inferior materials would be a

last, but my dad's stubborn temper became famous from now

my parents went

didn't tell me much. My mother just patted my hand

another text message with that strange number, and this time he

You bitch, wait for me!

Uncle Wang screenshots of SMS, and

I only took two days off, so I have to go back to school, and I have to

day, when I went out, my parents insisted on seeing me off, and I was a little worried about meeting Adam

office first, and my colleagues were very enthusiastic after seeing me. Everyone didn't mean to watch the fun, which made

usually played well with me also comforted me softly. I also knew from them that Adam Ning hadn't been to school in

Ning would do next when Jenny Nan called.

She said eagerly, "Don't go to class first, just stay in the office."

"What

saying that they wanted to interview the female

surprised

Ning sent me a text message saying that he would teach me a lesson. Was

saying that the school would come forward to solve this matter.

her kindness. I could

to school to make trouble two days ago, but when I came to work today, he got the news and came here.

at school, and the

they would feel uncomfortable again. My mother, in particular, had always blamed herself for not seeing

While I was thinking, I suddenly heard a noise coming from

the seventh floor and vaguely saw several people carrying cameras, deadlocked with security guards at the

few reporters was

more convinced that someone here must be secretly contacting

I didn't deliberately hide my whereabouts, if no one told Adam Ning,

to hide first, and even helped me lock the office door tenderly.

I stood by the window, looking anxiously

reporters seem to refuse to leave, and they were arguing fiercely