The comments on the net were not nice at all, most of them were about Jasmine.
He only scanned it quickly, but already saw a lot of comments that were very disgusting, some said that
Jasmine was seducing men because she was young.
Some also said that she was cheeky, that she was learning bad things in such a young age, and that
she was selling her body ...
He didn't keep reading them, because he would only get more angry. After he got into the car at the
airport, Boyce told the driver, "To HQ University."
Armand reached out and patted the driver, "Don't listen to him, we are going to No. 1 Mansion."
"I am not going home." Boyce frowned, he had to check how Jasmine was doing.
Armand looked at him and knitted his brows, he thought he was foolish, now Armand found that Boyce
was stupid, he humphed, "If you go to see her now, you will only hurt her more, it will settle your
relationship. Try to imagine, if you go to her school now, what would it look like? What would the others
think? You are a man, you will not suffer any losses, she is just a girl, how will she face the others in the
future? How will she stand in society? How will others look at her?"
After Boyce calmed down, he thought that it was right, if he went to the university now, it would only
make the situation worse.
"Tell me her address, I will go to see her, you should go home and clean yourself up." Armand said.
Boyce patted his shoulders, "Thank you, I wasn't thinking right before."
Armand shrugged his shoulders, then he shook off the hand, "You are so boring, are we good friends?
No need to thank me."
Boyce laughed, he knew that this was his character, and he didn't take it to heart. He was worried when
this story came to the open and to what extend it had been released. He didn't know anything yet. And
he really needed to wash up, to calm down, and to sort out everything that was coming.
They drove to Boyce’s living place, Armand didn't get off the car, he asked again for Jasmine's address
so that he could go to visit her, this needed to be done quickly, because people talked.
If they dragged it out too long, it had nothing good for any of the two.
Boyce wanted to know how Jasmine was doing now, after he got off the car, he said, "Go to the gate of
the university and tell them you look for first year student Jasmine, someone will tell her."
Armand nodded, then he said, "Don't think too much, I am here, and worst case, we still have Matthew.
The public relation of his company is not just for nothing, they've had so many difficult situations but it
was all solved."
Boyce made a fist and hit his shoulder a few times, he didn't say any appreciative words but Armand
got what he meant.
"Don't be sentimental with me, I am going now." Armand lifted his chin, this was nothing to him
because of their close relationship. He asked the driver to leave.
The driver drove away, he looked at the man from the rear mirror, "That guy, he is the same as the one
in the news right?"
Armand was speechless.
"Do you watch news while driving?" Armand blinked, was this news really so viral now?
The driver laughed, "Sometimes I do check the news on my phone to pass time, to find something fun
to do, gossip always get our attention, that's why it spreads so fast."
Armand understood, why would a story of an old man with a college student not attract attention?
There are enough people who had nothing much to do, they liked to be on the net, to send out some
extreme comments, they liked to look for trouble on the internet.
"The point is the person that my friend is, tell me now, is it illegal for him to be in love? There is no law
for a couple of such age difference, right?"
The taxi driver laughed, and said, "Yes, you are right, if you are rich, who wouldn't want someone
young? The rich men all have wives at home, but a girlfriend out there, they are enjoying their life."
Armand frowned, why did this not sound so good in his ears?
He was talking about the relationship between old and young, why was the driver talking about rich
people and their girlfriends, his focus was totally different.
He sighed, he wouldn't be able to explain it properly, or he would explain it but the other party would
still think about something else, so he just kept quiet.
"I forgot to ask, where are we going?" The driver asked, he remembered that Boyce said a school, so
he asked, "Is it HQ University?"
Armand pulled a face and looked at the driver, and said in a cold tone, "You are so smart."
"No, no, the picture, the background there is HQ University right. And your friend also mentioned it just
now, I guess that you wanna go there." The driver laughed and said, he didn't notice that Armand was
upset.
The driver was very talkative, as a driver, it was boring to drive everyday, so he liked to talk to his
customers, this way time passed faster.
Armand closed his eyes and pretended to be tired, that he didn't want to talk, so the driver couldn't
disturb him anymore, he drover quietly. After they arrived, he reminded him, "We are here."
Armand opened his eyes, took out his wallet from the pocket, and took out a cash from inside, he
waited till the driver gave him his change, took it and said, "It's not easy to earn money nowadays."
What he wanted to say was that money didn't rain from the sky.
The driver was talking about rich people just now, clearly he had a thought of hating the rich.
Boyce being the person he was, it was not good to give him the name of rich person.
It would bring him trouble.
The driver stopped smiling, as if he noticed that Armand was upset, Armand got off the car, and the taxi
left right after.
Armand humphed coldly and didn't mind him anymore. There are plenty of such people, he didn't want
to bother about them. He went into the school, and asked at the gate, "I am looking for Jasmine in first
years."
The guard looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"
"I am her family, please tell her, thank you." Armand smiled and said.
The guard took his phone and called Jasmine's class mentor.
After this happened, everyone in university already knew about it, Jasmine was being questioned in the
mentor's office.
This kind of story also had an effect on the school.
Everyone would question the teaching quality of the university, they would question if the students had
bad character, the society would not accept them and doubt them.
Quickly the guard hung up, then he said to Armand, "You can go, it's office building number two, third
floor is the office of first year class one mentor."
The guard opened the gate, Armand said thank you and went inside.
Today was weekend, so there weren't a lot of students on the campus, once in a while some students
would walk together, talk and laugh, as if they were discussing about something.
When Armand walked closer, he heard what they were talking about, and frowned hard.
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