"What?" He Lixuan leaned closer.

Then Shiyue unfolded the newspaper she had taken out, flipped it to the front page, and tore it apart forcefully!

She tore the photo above in half.

He Lixuan's lips twitched.

He didn't ask any questions, but naturally took the newspaper from Shiyue's hand, took it to the desk, and put it in the bottom drawer.

Seeing his actions, Shiyue was somewhat surprised.

Why didn't this person ask her what she was up to?

Judging from how skilled he is, he must have done this kind of work before, right?

Thinking of this, Shiyue quickly shook her head, trying to shake away the terrible thought from her mind.

He Lixuan definitely didn't do such a thing.

She learned this method from those books.

In the books I read in Shiyue, there was a short story about a person who used to work in the publicity department of his company.

One day, he accidentally spilled tea on the table. He instinctively grabbed a piece of paper to wipe it up, only to realize afterward that he had grabbed a newspaper.

And the spot he scratched happened to be a picture of a leader!

Because of this trivial matter, he was labeled a member of the ** faction and then sent to prison.

He was imprisoned for a full eight years before being released.

Although he was later exonerated, everything had changed, and his family was torn apart and he had lost loved ones...

As Shiyue walked back with Sister Ningning, this story kept echoing in her mind.

She can't do anything about Yang Jianye right now; the gap between the two families is too big.

She thought about framing him by stuffing a torn newspaper into his house and then writing a letter of complaint...

Even if Yang Jianye had absolute power in the university, could his power really be that great?

If all else fails, we can just file a complaint; there's always a way to bring him down!

Shiyue had planned everything perfectly, but He Lixuan ruined it all.

However, considering that he had just imitated Yang Jianye's handwriting, Shiyue felt that this person's method was probably similar to her own.

He Lixuan had no idea that Shiyue's little head had figured out his idea in such a short time.

He put the newspaper down and then pulled Shiyue out of the house.

Before leaving, she made sure to rearrange the contents of the room so that it looked completely untouched.

The two of them walked quickly after leaving the Yang family's house, and stopped only after walking a long distance.

“I’ll handle the aftermath of this matter; you shouldn’t get involved anymore,” He Lixuan said sternly to Shiyue.

Shiyue blinked and stared at him for a long time. In his eyes, Shiyue saw persistence and confidence.

Thinking about what he had just done, Shiyue nodded.

He Lixuan's expression softened again.

"Why did you come here? Didn't I ask you to help Uncle Shen with his work?" Shiyue asked the question she had wanted to ask earlier.

He Lixuan did not answer.

He took off the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around Shiyue's neck, then whispered, "Keep it on, the wind is too strong here, or it'll make your face chapped."

After saying that, he hurriedly walked towards the warehouse without looking back.

His steps were somewhat hurried, as if he was afraid that if he walked too slowly, Shiyue would stop him and return the scarf to him.

Shiyue stood in the snow, feeling the warmth of her scarf, silently watching the man's back.

Only then did she belatedly realize that He Lixuan had returned specifically to bring her a scarf.

He probably saw me walking towards the Yang family's house when he chased after me, and because he was worried, he followed me.

Thinking of this, Shiyue felt a surge of indescribable emotions.

She is nineteen years old this year. At that age, the women in the team who got married early have already had children.

Even though she hadn't consummated her marriage with Sun Cheng, she wasn't an ignorant young girl. She could naturally tell that He Lixuan was interested in her.

When did this start?

Shiyue thought about it, but couldn't come up with an answer.

Shiyue didn't know why He Zhiqing liked her. She felt that she was just an ordinary woman.

She's not even as good as most girls her age, since they haven't been divorced.

He Zhiqing, however, was the most outstanding man Shiyue had ever met in her life, more outstanding than anyone she had ever known before.

The two of them?

There is absolutely no future for them.

Even without having read the books her friends bought for her and without knowing the future, Shiyue wouldn't be foolish enough to think that love is enough.

People like He Zhiqing belong in the city; they shouldn't stay in the remote mountain village.

His time with the advancing brigade is only temporary; it's not his home.

As for herself—the moment she divorced Sun Chengcai, Shiyue had already given up her dream of moving to the city.

She felt that staying in the Qianjin Brigade, guarding the home her parents left her, and living out her life like that would be fine.

Moreover, Shiyue doesn't want to get married again.

Given her current status, she won't be able to find a good family to marry into.

Unmarried young men don't fancy her, and she's unwilling to become a stepmother to married men with children.

She doesn't want to help those from poor families; and why would someone from a well-off family choose a divorced woman?

In addition, she has a secret.

The group-buying group is something that must never be known to others.

Therefore, Shiyue had absolutely no interest in remarrying.

Even if the other party was a former educated youth, she would not be happy.

She was even less willing to be a sent-down youth!

Getting entangled with this person means endless trouble ahead.

His family won't have a good life for at least the next ten years.

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