70s Spicy Wife Makes a Fortune After Divorce

Yang Qingheng was deceived of her money and affection by a scumbag man in her past life, ending in a miserable fate. Upon rebirth, she kicked the scumbag to the curb, grabbed her money, and顺便 doted...

Chapter 48 The Traitor?

When I took it out, I saw that it was a box of hair clips.

Yang Qingheng frowned. Was this bought for her?

I had a bad feeling about this, so I took the lunchbox out with a cold face and threw it back onto the table.

She thought that scolding Cheng Kai would teach him a lesson, but she didn't expect that instead of stopping her inside the school, he would stop her outside the school.

Yang Qingheng was speechless: "What exactly do you want?"

Just as Cheng Kai was about to speak, he frowned when he saw the person behind Yang Qingheng.

It's that damn friend of Yang Qingheng from last time again!

Remembering how he lost to him last time, he was so angry that he pulled Yang Qingheng aside and stared at Tang Bainian with a defiant look in his eyes: "Yang Qingheng, didn't you say you wanted to go home? I'll take you home."

He wasn't familiar with Yang Qingheng before, but this time he was certain that Yang Qingheng would agree to his request, since she had said yesterday that they were friends.

Tang Bainian ignored his childish tricks: "Comrade Yang Qingheng, do you have time? I'd like to talk to you about the case."

Yang Qingheng readily agreed.

"You're going with him again?" Cheng Kai was displeased. "Hey, Yang Qingheng, didn't you say we were friends? I've helped you with plenty of petty theft and other dirty tricks, and you don't even give me any face."

Yang Qingheng glared at him fiercely: "I didn't pay?"

He talks like it's some kind of illegal transaction; has he no shame?

After walking a distance, learning from their previous experience, the two did not get into the car directly this time, but instead went to a state-run restaurant to talk.

"One egg and chive dish, one stir-fried pork with green peppers, and one green herb dish, please," Yang Qingheng ordered, then found a seat and poured herself a glass of water.

"You were just saying you wanted to talk about a case, what was it about?"

Tang Bainian hesitated, his expression not good: "Someone is putting pressure on the police station to release Gu Yi."

Yang Qingheng had anticipated this: "Is the surname Qin?"

"Yes, you know her?" Tang Bainian asked in surprise, and served her a bowl of rice.

Yang Qingheng was starving and didn't hold back. She picked up her rice bowl and started eating: "I don't know her, but I've heard of her. Just leave it to me."

Tang Bainian nodded. Since she didn't bring it up herself, he remained polite and didn't ask any further questions: "What did your friend mean by 'stealing chickens and dogs'?"

Yang Qingheng's face stiffened. Knowing that her acting skills wouldn't fool the experienced police officer opposite her, she simply gave up and said, "I was bullied, so I'll teach him a lesson."

Tang Bainian was taken aback by her frankness, and his tone became unconsciously serious: "Everything can be resolved through the law. You can ask the police for help anytime. There's no need to take risks."

Yang Qingheng pouted: "There are always things that the law can't solve. I can't just be a doormat."

"Then be careful, don't give them any leverage over you." Tang Bainian coughed lightly, glanced around, and whispered.

Yang Qingheng rarely saw a policeman acting so suspiciously, and she burst out laughing: "Aren't you policemen always so righteous? I thought I was going to get lectured by you today."

Tang Bainian was very open and honest, without any idol-like airs: "I believe you have a sense of propriety and won't do anything that will put you in a difficult situation."

Yang Qingheng exclaimed in surprise, "You seem to know me quite well."

I don't know why, but I always feel relaxed when I'm with him.

If she hadn't fallen for Song Hengjue, he might have been her ideal type.

But there are no "what ifs." If you like someone, you like them, and sometimes you just have to accept it.

"Eat up, why aren't you eating?" Yang Qingheng called out when she saw the person opposite her put down their chopsticks.

Tang Bainian shook his head: "There are bugs, don't eat it yet." After saying that, he peeled back the greens and sure enough, he saw a brightly colored ladybug.

Yang Qingheng's smile froze, her stomach churned, and she almost vomited.

After a few seconds, he shouted inside, "Is the chef here? Come over here!"

"What are you doing?" A middle-aged man ran out from inside, covered in sweat and without a hat.

I don't even know if I dripped any sweat into the pot.

Yang Qingheng's face turned ashen: "Do you know that your vegetables weren't washed properly? There are bugs in them, how could you serve them to our guests? You have absolutely no sense of hygiene!"

"Where's the bug?" the chef asked strangely, squeezing and flicking the bug away. He then shouted aggressively, "Security! Come quick! There are two people here who want to eat for free!"

Yang Qingheng was dumbfounded, and silently gave a thumbs up. Who else could be the strongest PR person of the 1970s but Big Brother!

This ability to distort the truth is a waste of talent; it's unworthy of someone to be a top star!

She laughed in exasperation: "Big brother, that big bug is clearly visible, what's the point of you throwing it away!"

“Yes, I saw it.” A middle-aged woman next to her chimed in, looking at the lush green vegetables in front of her, unable to eat anymore.

The middle-aged man sneered, looking like a rogue who thought, "What can you do to me?" He said, "You saw that? I bet you're just here to freeload. If you keep babbling on, I'll take you all to the police station. I have connections there. I'll lock you all up for three to five days and let you taste what prison food is like!"

Yang Qingheng and Tang Bainian exchanged a glance.

Is there a mole in your police station?

Tang Bainian pursed his lips, his expression not good, and said in a low voice, "I should talk to my uncle about this."

"The police will help you with this? I don't believe it. You have to pay up today." Yang Qingheng nodded and deliberately shouted loudly.

Seeing the growing crowd around him, the man stiffened his neck and said arrogantly, "Who says I don't know them? My friend works at the Xishan Town Police Station. If you dare to cause trouble today, I'll have my friend arrest you in a minute."

"Pah, I don't believe it. I could say I know the chief of the Xishan Town Police Station." Yang Qingheng raised her chin.

As more and more people gathered around and the situation grew increasingly serious, the man gritted his teeth and said, "I know Officer Tang from Xishan Town. You'd better get out of here, or I'll have him arrest you all and lock you up for ten days, no, I mean six months!"

Yang Qingheng: ...

"Are you the mole?"

Tang Bainian was stunned for a second, then suddenly pulled out a pair of glittering silver bracelets from his pocket: "I remember you. A month ago on Baihe Road, you molested a female comrade at midnight and were detained for fifteen days, right? When did I get to know someone like you?"

A certificate was displayed, with three clear words written on it: Tang Bainian!