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.

would have expected Adam Ning to be such

My dad said faintly, "In any case, it is impossible for our daughter to be bullied by them."

tone seemed normal, but I knew he must be angry.

weekdays, but it was terrible if he really

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

of my dad's skill, he didn't get any punishment at last, but my dad's stubborn temper became

my parents went

didn't tell me much. My mother just

ask much either, but Adam Ning sent another text message with that strange number, and this time he obviously

bitch, wait for me!

parents and Uncle Wang screenshots of SMS, and then I would do

have to go back to school, and I have to check the content of preparing lessons

off,

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

also knew from them that Adam Ning hadn't been to school in the past

what Adam Ning would do next

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

I asked, "What

said, "A few reporters took the camera and found the Academic Affairs Office, saying that they wanted to interview the female teacher in our school who made a lot of noise on the Internet."

was surprised at

saying that he would teach me a

that the school would come

Of course, I couldn't refuse her kindness. I could only stay in the

Ning didn't come to school to make trouble two days ago, but when I came

arrived at school, and the reporter

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

thinking, I suddenly heard a

window, I looked down from the seventh floor and vaguely saw several people carrying cameras, deadlocked with security guards at the entrance

few reporters was

was even more convinced that someone here

told Adam Ning, how

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

window, looking anxiously

and they