Amidst the disdain, shock, and glee of the crowd, the two of them seemed as if their souls had been drained away. They followed Professor Li and several teachers out of the defense room, looking utterly lost.
I sat in my seat, watching their disheveled figures, and picked up the cup of water on the table, taking a small sip. The water was slightly sweet.
The subsequent developments unfolded even faster than I had anticipated. Under Professor Li's direct questioning and the solid evidence presented, Lin Weiwei and Wang Hao's psychological defenses quickly crumbled. They not only confessed to forging contract invoices and attempting to fraudulently obtain project funds but Wang Hao also revealed how he had exploited his position to provide Lin Weiwei with advantages and accepted bribes (the "benefits" that Lin Weiwei had promised him).
The nature of the situation escalated from a violation to a criminal offense. The school acted swiftly, reporting the matter to the police. Simultaneously, according to school regulations, Lin Weiwei and Wang Hao were expelled.
Two students who had once held a bit of fame as student leaders were thus disgracefully swept out, their futures ruined. When the news broke, it sent shockwaves throughout the entire school. Amidst the astonishment, there was more contempt directed at Lin Weiwei and Wang Hao. Especially Lin Weiwei, whose scandals of plagiarism and fraud made her a pariah; her past so-called "charm" and "talent" now seemed like a joke.
I heard that when she was taken away by the police for questioning, she screamed hysterically, cursing me as a ***, blaming Wang Hao for betraying her, and accusing Chen Mu Yang of incompetence. In that frenzied state, she bore no resemblance to her previously pitiful self.
As for Chen Mu Yang, although he did not directly participate in the fraud, he played an unsavory role as technical support in Lin Weiwei's scheme and attempted to cover for her during the defense. The school considered his lack of malicious intent and his relatively sincere attitude in admitting his mistakes, so they gave him a probationary status.
For someone who had always held himself in high regard, this was undoubtedly a great humiliation. He became completely isolated; with Lin Weiwei ruined and Wang Hao finished, he himself bore a disciplinary mark and saw his reputation plummet. The friends and followers who once surrounded him now kept their distance.
He fell into despair, like a plant withered by frost, losing all its former brilliance.
That day, I had just come out of my newly assigned Startup Project Office (my project ultimately received the maximum support funding) when I ran into him downstairs. He looked much more haggard than before; dark circles under his eyes, unshaven stubble on his face, and wrinkled clothes. When he saw me, his gaze flickered with complexity before he seemed to muster courage to block my path.
"Ye Zi..." His voice was hoarse and dry.
I stopped walking and looked at him expressionlessly.
"I..." He opened his mouth as if to say something but ultimately lowered his head and murmured, "I'm sorry... really... I'm sorry..."
This time, his apology sounded much more sincere. Perhaps the series of blows had finally awakened him to recognize his past foolishness and blindness.
But I didn’t care.
"I received your apology," I replied flatly, my tone revealing no emotion. "Is there anything else? If not, I’ll be on my way."
"Wait!" He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with a desperate plea. "Ye Zi, I know I was a jerk before, I was blind and mistook you for... for... I hurt you, and I deserve every bit of it... But... but can we go back to the way things were?"
Go back to the way things were?
I could hardly contain my laughter in anger.
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