The department headâs office is large, but now itâs crowded with thirteen instructors and four or five students, making it seem cramped.
Zheng Jiaojiao had long lost her previous momentum. Now standing in the department headâs office with her head down, especially seeing the department head being very polite to the thirteen instructors, she tucked her head in like a quail.
When the department head was understanding the situation, Jiaojiao, fully aware of the power of language, took the initiative to first explain her sibling relationship with Ruan Jie, and then talked about the argument she had with Zheng Jiaojiao on the road just now.
Actually, Zheng Jiaojiao didnât say anything specific, but everyone wasnât a fool. Her attitude and those ambiguous words were enough to indicate everything.
She was insinuating that Ruan Jie gave Jiaojiao unfair treatment.
Such matters could be either big or small. If Jiaojiao didnât mind and Ruan Jie didnât care, it would simply be Zheng Jiaojiao having a loose tongue, nothing worth pursuing.
However, to make it bigger, these words indeed slandered Ruan Jieâs reputation.
The department head was a middle-aged man in his fifties, somewhat plump, looking like an easygoing person. After listening to Jiaojiaoâs account, he nodded, stayed silent for a few seconds, then looked at Zheng Jiaojiao: "Zheng, do you have anything to say?"
Zheng Jiaojiao bit her lip, glanced at the few people in the office, and remained silent.
But even if she didnât speak, there were others who did. Wu Huan and others were present when the incident occurred.
Li Yaoyao, although she arrived afterward, could also testify that throughout the day of military training, Ruan Jie indeed did not show any favoritism. Ruan Jie was impartial to both them and Jiaojiao.
Zheng Jiaojiao came from a well-off family. If this was some time ago, Wu Huan might not have dared to offend her, but she felt that what Jiaojiao said before was right. Even if Zheng Jiaojiaoâs uncle is a PhD supervisor, so what? His influence doesnât reach her here, and she doesnât currently plan to pursue a PhD. If she does go down that route, there are many professional options, and she wouldnât necessarily be under her uncle.
So when the department head asked, she didnât hide anything and told it all.
After hearing Wu Huan and the others, the department head looked at Zheng Jiaojiao again, asking, "Zheng, do you still have nothing to say? Is what they said true?"
Zheng Jiaojiao looked at Jiaojiao, who was being protected in the center like stars surrounding the moon, knowing that everyone was on her side. Although she was both angry and jealous, she didnât dare show anything on her face and realized that in such a situation, nothing she said would help, so she stayed silent.
Her eyes were red, her attitude was worlds apart from before, and her momentum weakened, making it seem like Jiaojiao and the others were ganging up to bully her.
The department head saw her like this, and it was clear he understood everything.
He sighed and said, "Zheng, youâre already a university student, an adult, not a child anymore. You need to be responsible for the things you say and do."
After saying this, he turned to Jiaojiao: "What would you like Zheng to do, Jiaojiao?"
"I hope she can apologize to Instructor Ruan and also write a public apology letter to be posted on the schoolâs bulletin board," Jiaojiao said with her head held high.
Too many people were watching just now. As the saying goes, the words of people are dreadful. Who knows what the rumors have turned into now? She doesnât mind, but she absolutely cannot let her brotherâs reputation be damaged.