"What are you doing here? Are you afraid I can't win a fight?" Yang Qingheng chuckled.

He Qinqin slapped her forehead, remembering the important matter: "There's a woman outside the classroom who says she's looking for you."

Yang Qingheng's eyes lit up, and she quickened her pace. Upon closer inspection, she saw that it was indeed Qin Xiaoxiao.

"Miss Qin."

Qin Xiaoxiao turned around and pointed to the school gate: "Want to chat?"

"Qinqin, could you ask Teacher Du for leave for me? Tell her I have some family matters to attend to and need to go back home first," Yang Qingheng said to He Qinqin, then turned to Qin Xiaoxiao and smiled slightly, "Let's go."

The two got directly into Qin Xiaoxiao's car outside, and the driver, being very perceptive, got out and drove away.

"I'll cooperate with you," Qin Xiaoxiao said bluntly.

Yang Qingheng: "How do you want to cooperate?"

"Regarding what happened last time, even if Gu Yi is sent to jail, he won't be locked up for more than a few days. You don't want to let him off so easily, do you?" Qin Xiaoxiao touched her index fingernail, her beautiful eyes staring at her calmly.

A hint of amusement suddenly appeared in Yang Qingheng's eyes: "What do you mean?"

Qin Xiaoxiao chuckled, a hint of ruthlessness appearing on her usually gentle face, shattering the beautiful moment: "Isn't he the one who loves to deceive women for personal gain? Then let's make a big fuss about his female comrades, and then I'll see how he can still deceive people."

“He doesn’t want to return to the city through the college entrance examination. If this reputation for misconduct is pinned on him, he won’t even be qualified to take the exam.” Yang Qingheng’s eyes lit up, her thoughts coinciding with Qin Xiaoxiao’s.

It's rare to find a friend who gets along so well with her; Qin Xiaoxiao is truly a talented person.

Yang Qingheng didn't think she was ruthless at all; on the contrary, she admired her from the bottom of her heart.

A woman who isn't ruthless is destined to be cannon fodder; she likes ruthless women.

After thinking for a moment, she added, "I'll sue him for defamation and make him pay me compensation."

Gu Yi isn't obsessed with money, wouldn't he be furious by then?

Qin Xiaoxiao nodded, her tone full of praise: "You're quite quick-witted."

However, Yang Qingheng started to have some trouble again: "Huo Xiuxiu has kept her pregnancy a secret very well, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to get evidence. She might have to abort the child after a while, so we need to hurry."

The incident involving Yao Zhiqing served as a wake-up call for her.

In this era, a woman's chastity is valued above all else. If a woman becomes pregnant out of wedlock, she will be condemned and vilified for the rest of her life. Huo Xiuxiu would never keep this child.

Qin Xiaoxiao touched her knuckles: "I've already thought it through, I just need a little help from you."

Yang Qingheng nodded: "You go first."

Hospital.

Yang Qiwen lay on the bed, his face terribly pale. In just half a month, his hair had turned quite a bit white, and the light in his eyes had dimmed, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

"Did you go find that wretched girl Yang Qingheng?" He frowned, his mouth blistered with anxiety.

Gao Xiao'e spent her days in tears, her eyes swollen bigger than walnuts. She gritted her teeth in anger: "How could I not go? I go every day. That wretched girl runs away as soon as she sees me. That old hag Yao Ying won't let me in either. She guards against me like the plague. I don't even have a chance to talk to her."

"You wretched girl, what a waste of raising her!" Yang Qiwen couldn't catch his breath and angrily swept the things off the table.

The bottles and jars fell to the ground with a piercing sound.

After a pause, he hesitated before speaking, "How about we let our son come? The doctor said that having only one kidney won't cause any harm to the body, and he can still live to be a hundred."

"No way!" Gao Xiao'e bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her eyes filled with vigilance. "Yang Qiwen, you beast! How could you make a move on Xiao Cheng! He's here to carry on the Yang family line. What if the grandson he has isn't healthy if he gives you his kidney!"

"Do you want me to die?" Yang Qiwen asked emotionally.

Gao Xiao'e hesitated for a few seconds, then her gaze became firm: "I will find a way. I will definitely get that bitch Yang Qingheng to be a match for you. Don't worry, she is my daughter. We raised her all these years, what's wrong with taking one of her kidneys?"

Yang Qiwen calmed down a lot: "The medical expenses have been paid. Hurry up and go, or they'll come chasing you again."

Gao Xiao'e touched her empty pockets and went outside with a bitter expression.

She had only walked a short distance down the corridor when she suddenly saw a familiar figure in the ward. Her eyes widened, and she pushed open the door: "Xiao Cheng, what are you doing here? What's wrong with you?"

She gripped Yang Cheng's arm tightly, her eyes fixed on his gaze, afraid of missing a single detail.

Yang Cheng was so frightened by her that he trembled all over, his face turning ashen: "It's nothing." He instinctively tried to hide the form behind his back.

"What exactly is wrong with you?" Gao Xiao'e frowned, startled by his nervous expression.

Fearing that he might have contracted the same disease as her husband, she lunged forward and snatched the medical record from his hand.

"Intestinal disease?" She read it with difficulty, hearing the term for the first time. Her eyes widened in confusion for a moment before she turned and grabbed the doctor's hand tightly. "Doctor, what disease does my son have? Is it serious?"

The doctor hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Yang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat, snatched the medical record, and hurriedly explained, "It's nothing, I've just been eating too many spicy foods lately, and my stomach isn't feeling well."

Gao Xiao'e breathed a huge sigh of relief.

The doctor frowned, glanced at the three strange people in front of him, and finally pinched his temples before closing his mouth with difficulty.

"Let's go," the man beside Yang Cheng urged, his tone somewhat impatient.

Gao Xiao'e then noticed him and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

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