Chapter 1202: Chapter 1206: It’s actually her… Chapter 1202: Chapter 1206: It’s actually her… The call turned out to be from Zhao Min.

Ever since the previous school celebration, Xia Yangyang had maintained contact with Zhao Min.

After all, they had been roommates back then.

It was rare for them to become so close.

“Yangyang, are you free now?”

Zhao Min’s voice sounded unexpectedly serious.

Xia Yangyang seemed to detect something was not quite right.

Xia Yangyang said, “Is something the matter?”

Zhao Min replied, “Yangyang, if you are free now, I hope you can come to the university. There is some significant news.”

Xia Yangyang frowned slightly, “What news?”

Zhao Min didn’t divulge, “You’ll find out when you get here.”

Zhao Min hung up the phone.

Xia Yangyang hadn’t paid much attention initially.

But Zhao Min’s tone made Xia Yangyang somewhat anxious.

Xia Yangyang thought for a while and eventually drove to A University.

A University was just the same as before.

It seemed as if no matter how long passed, countless students came and went, but the stone monument standing at the entrance remained unchanged forever.

Each return to the campus always brought a flood of emotions.

Zhao Min was the director of academic affairs.

Xia Yangyang went straight to the academic office.

Zhao Min stood by the window, and Xia Yangyang saw her profile, her expression serious.

She looked deep in thought.

The door was open, yet Xia Yangyang knocked.

Zhao Min turned around and saw Xia Yangyang at the door.

“Yangyang.”

Zhao Min called out.

Xia Yangyang walked in, half-jokingly, “Director Zhao, you called me here so urgently, I thought one of the buildings at the school had collapsed.”

“The building didn’t collapse, but someone has donated one.”

Xia Yangyang was slightly stunned and said, “We were just discussing this at the office today, it was Mrs. Wilson who donated it, right?”

Zhao Min still looked deeply worried.

Zhao Min said, “Do you know who this Mrs. Wilson is?”

Xia Yangyang sat in Zhao Min’s chair, appearing relaxed, “Such a significant figure, how could I know her?”

Zhao Min, frowning, said, “This person, you know, and I know too.”

Xia Yangyang’s brow knit unconsciously.

A hint of suspicion arose in her mind, “Who is it?”

Zhao Min pointed outside, “Come and see for yourself.”

Xia Yangyang felt puzzled.

She knew her?

That was impossible.

In her memory, she had never interacted with such a person.

But an uneasy premonition inexplicably rose in her mind.

Xia Yangyang walked towards the window.

Outside, a ribbon-cutting ceremony was taking place.

Xia Yangyang immediately recognized her among the crowd.

She was dressed in a white suit and a white beret, exuding an elegant British aristocratic aura.

But Xia Yangyang recognized that face instantly.

Xia Yangyang turned incredulously to Zhao Min, “How could it be her?”

Zhao Min also had a somber expression, “I knew before that Mrs. Wilson had contacted our school about donating a building and setting up scholarships. All the directors were thrilled, but we never expected Mrs. Wilson to be her. How could it be, she was expelled from the school, all the despicable things she did back then, known to the entire school, and now she’s donating buildings and establishing scholarships. Don’t you think this is too ironic?”

Xia Yangyang’s gaze however, rested on that meticulously made-up face.

This person was none other than Gong Xue’er…