Chapter 184

Sitting at the very back, Xiang Peiqing paused, lowered her head, and stopped watching Jiang You and the female classmate talk.

As the new day dawned, Jiang You opened his eyes and rubbed his sore hands.

I'm already experiencing sleep paralysis every day, and my hands are so sore and achy all the time.

Is he sick?

When I go to the hospital to see Song Yun the day after tomorrow, I'll also visit the doctor.

With that in mind, she got out of bed, brushed her teeth, rinsed her mouth, and went to class.

After the first class, I rode Song Yun's electric bike to the express delivery supermarket at the school gate to pick up my package.

The owner of the express delivery supermarket was an elderly man with cloudy, lecherous eyes.

Students usually find their packages themselves by looking at the pickup code, put them on the machine to be shipped out, and older men will approach and grope any girls who are somewhat attractive.

Reporting it won't do any good; the old man's son is the school's director.

A girl with some good looks was quite helpless, having to pay someone to pick up her package. There was no other way, as there was only one courier service station near the school.

Jiang You never expected that this old man would actually come to her today.

"Hey, where's your barcode?" His sparse gray hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his scalp, revealing a few crooked, yellow teeth as he spoke.

Jiang You felt terrible and, suppressing his nausea, said, "I'll find a courier myself."

“Someone’s been stealing packages lately, so I don’t have to look for them anymore,” the old man said with a smile.

Not wanting to make a wasted trip, he quickly said, "10-1-6486".

"What?" The old man leaned closer, his breath hot and foul-smelling in her face. "I'm getting old, my hearing isn't good, what 648?"

"I won't take it," she said, unable to bear it any longer. She turned to leave, but her wrist was grabbed by a hand covered in age spots, with yellow nails and a sticky palm.

What are you doing?

The other person was very strong, and she couldn't shake him off. She was both shocked and angry.

“I suspect you’re stealing packages,” the old man said, narrowing his cloudy, triangular eyes as his gaze swept over her.

"If you don't let go, I'll call the police..."

Before she could finish speaking, the old man screamed and let go of her hand.

It was Pei Qing, who expressionlessly grabbed the old man's other hand and bent it backward.

Sometime later, a few people entered the express delivery supermarket.

Before Pei Qing could speak, the old man noticed the people nearby, his eyes darted around, and he said with a wronged expression:

“Principal, you must do me justice! Recently, packages have been going missing frequently, and we haven’t been able to find the thief. Today, this little girl wanted to pick up her package, and when I asked her for the pickup code, she stammered and couldn’t give me the answer. In the end, she just left.”

“I’m an old man who lost my wife at thirty. I raised my son from infancy, sending him to university. Now that I’m finally enjoying my retirement, I never expected to run into a package thief. They still haven’t caught her. How much money do I have to pay for this? I’ll even have to pay for my own coffin. How can I not stop her?”

An old man stood hunched over, making accusations; the scene was deeply moving.

There weren't many people picking up their packages, but there were still quite a few, and all eyes were on her.

"What's going on? Is someone stealing a package?"

Who is it?

"Hehe, there's something interesting to see, come quick!"

......

Jiang You's face turned red with anger: "Who stole the package? It was you who touched me inappropriately, that's why I didn't take the package."

The old man stamped his foot: "I'm not going to live anymore! A man half-buried in the ground, framed and made to look like this..."

"Besides, with your looks, who would lay a hand on you?"

A burst of laughter erupted from all around, from both men and women. Her anger and resentment became the best performance in this absurd drama. Jiang You, who had never argued with anyone in his life, had rarely even raised his voice in anger, let alone swallowed his pride.

Facing the old man who twisted the truth and confused right and wrong, she kept repeating the same few sentences.

I didn't steal the package.

'It was this old man who started it.'

I'm going to call the police.

It's hard to convict someone of something as simple as touching or groping. The old man is an experienced criminal, and besides, he has a valid case this time. He's not afraid even if the police are called: "Go ahead and call the police, who's afraid?"

Upon hearing that the police had been called, the principal's face darkened, and he ordered the students to be dispersed. He then turned to Jiang You and the old man and said in a deep voice, "You two go to the teacher's office. I'll be there in a bit."

Xiang Pei Qing sighed softly. Not only did the master like to follow other people's thinking, but he also liked to prove himself.

He glanced around, watching the students leave, and then called out to Jiang You and the old man: "Wait a moment."

"I'm sorry you had to see this," the principal said, trying to downplay the matter and prevent outsiders from getting involved.