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

My dad said faintly, "In any case, it is impossible for our daughter to

I knew he must be angry.

temper on weekdays, but it was terrible if

was angry was more than ten years ago. At that time, a batch of materials in the institute were unqualified, and the approver was related to the provincial officials

He said that things made from inferior materials would be a nightmare for the army.

last, but my dad's stubborn temper became famous

morning, my parents went out to

until the evening and didn't tell me much. My

I didn't ask much either, but Adam Ning sent another text message with that strange number, and this time he obviously said it in a very angry tone.

You bitch, wait

of SMS, and then

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

parents insisted on seeing me off, and I was a little worried about meeting Adam

in the afternoon, so I went to the college office first, and my colleagues were very enthusiastic after seeing

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

about what Adam Ning would do next when Jenny Nan called.

"Don't go to class first, just stay

I asked, "What happened?"

saying that they wanted to

I was surprised at

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

Nan kept telling me not to show up, saying that the school would come forward to solve this matter.

kindness. I could only stay

why Adam Ning didn't come to school to make trouble two days ago, but when I came to work today, he got the news and came here.

school,

parents have gone to Uncle Wang's place, otherwise they would feel uncomfortable again. My mother, in particular, had always blamed herself for

I was thinking, I suddenly heard a noise coming from downstairs.

looked down from the seventh floor and vaguely saw several people carrying cameras, deadlocked with security guards at the entrance of the college building.

A few reporters

I was even more convinced that someone here must be secretly contacting Adam Ning.

if no one told Adam Ning, how

Like Jenny Nan, they advised me to hide first, and even helped me lock the office door

by the window, looking anxiously at the scene downstairs.

they were arguing fiercely with