Chapter 64 Half-ripe mulberries "My wife."

In mid-to-late March, the temperature in Lincheng began to warm up.

Although it is not as warm as late spring, pedestrians on the road have gradually taken off their heavy down jackets and changed into lighter clothes.

After dinner, Sang Fu went back upstairs to clean up and didn't come down until a long time later.

Before going upstairs, Zhuang Mowen sat on the sofa in the living room to work. When Sang Fu went downstairs, Zhuang Mowen was still sitting there motionless.

Hearing the sound, the man moved slightly and turned his head to look over.

She is thin and has a straight back. She is wearing a well-tailored shirt dress, and she looks graceful.

Sang Fu walked down the stairs and noticed his gaze. She explained, "Wei Yao just asked me out."

Zhuang Mowen remembered this name, and she had posted on her Moments to celebrate his birthday.

"When will you be back?" He looked away and turned off the tablet and put it aside while speaking.

Sang Fu stood at the entrance, selecting a pair of matching round-toed leather shoes. After a moment's thought, she replied, "At least until after dark."

Zhuang Mowen didn't say anything else. He just stood up, took his coat and put it on. "I'll take you there."

Sanfu: "Hmm?"

"I send you."

"Need not……"

"Yes." Zhuang Mowen interrupted her and opened the door. "Isn't it natural for a husband to send his wife off?"

There was nothing wrong with what he said, but Sang Fu's ears felt hot. She had no reason to refuse: "Okay."

More than ten minutes later, the champagne-gray car slowly stopped by the roadside. In front of it was a formal KTV. This was the address Sheng Weiyao gave her.

They were going out to play. Zhuang Mowen didn't say anything. He just tilted his head to look at her and said, "Call me when you come back."

"Okay." Sang Fu nodded and got out of the car with her bag.

With her feet on the ground, Sangfu turned around and held the car door, but she didn't close it for a long time.

Zhuang Mowen thought she had dropped something. Just as he was about to speak, he heard her take a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and said "bye" crisply and quickly.

The next moment the car door closed.

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled belatedly.

"Bye-Bye."

…

Sheng Weiyao arrived early. When Sang Fu arrived at the box, she was singing loudly inside. There was no one else inside except her.

Just when she was on the road and saw the message sent by Sheng Weiyao, Sang Fu finally understood why she asked her to come out.

Firstly, she was under a lot of pressure preparing for the exam, and secondly, she had just had a fight with her boyfriend and was feeling really depressed, so she asked Sangfu to come out and sing with her.

Sang Fu likes to sing lyrical songs. She doesn't have any singing skills and is not very good at it. She basically just accompanies Sheng Weiyao. When she gets tired of singing those DJ songs, Sang Fu will go over and sing a couple of soothing songs.

Later, when she couldn't sing anymore, Sheng Weiyao started drinking.

"I'm so mad, I'm not going to talk about it anymore, I'm not going to talk about it anymore!!"

She slammed the coffee table and stood up, spinning in circles in a rage. "I study, study, study every day. You all know that, right?! I'm working myself to the bone, and he's still finding fault, accusing me of ignoring him and saying it's boring being with me. Tell me, isn't he just looking for trouble?"

Sang Fu said: "Yes, yes, yes, it's all his fault, you sit down first..."

"If I'm not doing anything important and I ignore him for no reason, I'll accept it. I'm studying for the exam! Doesn't he have any sensibility? He never comforts me! Ahhh, you and Professor Zhuang are the best!" Sheng Weiyao didn't move, still spinning in place. "Peaceful coexistence and non-interference, how much easier!"

Sang Fu sat upright on the sofa. She tried to pull her hand, but because of what she said, she weakly withdrew it, feeling a little guilty: "Didn't you ask me to fall in love before..."

"The reality is that you need to be cautious when you're in love. It's easy to end up with a bad guy! I'm so pissed off! I'm so pissed off! Now I'm going to hate all the happy couples in love!!"

Sheng Weiyao was already a little tipsy. She sat down next to Sang Fu and suddenly turned to stare at her seriously. "So, there should be nothing going on between you and Professor Zhuang, right?!"

Sang Fu was startled by her question.

"No, no..." In fact, Sang Fu planned to confess her relationship with Zhuang Mowen to Sheng Weiyao at any time, but Sheng Weiyao was heartbroken, and it seemed inappropriate for her to talk about her and Zhuang Mowen now.

"That's good." Sheng Weiyao was obviously relieved.

"You don't know what I heard Junjun say last time. One night when you were playing games, she heard a man's voice over there, asking you when you were going to finish. That voice sounded a lot like Professor Zhuang, but I fooled her.

I almost suspected that you two were sleeping in the same room! Fortunately, you didn’t let me down. "

As she spoke, she poured herself another drink and yelled, "I'm telling you, all men are bad, no one is allowed to date them!!!"

“…”

Sang Fu was sweating profusely and tried to comfort her: "Okay, okay, I won't talk about it. I won't talk about it."

After finally calming Sheng Weiyao down, the time was almost up, so Sang Fu sent a message to Zhuang Mowen, saying that she was getting ready to come back.

The other end quickly replied, "Okay, wait for me."

After turning off the phone, Sang Fu felt thirsty after singing for so long. She drank some water to calm down before helping Sheng Weiyao up from the sofa.

"Weiyao, let's go back."

It only took Zhuang Mowen about ten minutes to get here from Jinyuan, so they went downstairs first to wait for convenience.

After leaving the box, Sangfu caught a glimpse of a team coming out of another box.

She didn't turn her head to look, but someone recognized her.

"Hey, is that Sanfu from our class?"

Sang Fu paused when she heard the voice. Without looking back, she continued to support Sheng Weiyao and walked forward. Unexpectedly, Sheng Weiyao grabbed her hand and looked around. "Who is it? Someone is calling you, Bao."

Sangfu said, "Don't worry, let's go down first."

"Sanfu!"

In just a moment of pause, someone caught up with her and came around in front of her.

Sanfu raised her eyes and looked at them.

It had been several years, and she could hardly remember the names, but she remembered the faces.

"Really you? Why didn't you pay attention to us when I told you to?" The boy standing in front of her said with a chuckle, "How are you doing now? Is everything going well at work? We're planning to get some late-night snacks. Do you want to join us?"

"No need." Sanfu said quietly, "We have to go back first."

There were several voices behind him, men and women, echoing him.

"Sangfu, it's been so long since we graduated from high school, and we haven't seen each other for several years."

"We are all old classmates, let's have a meal together."

"high school?"

Sheng Weiyao beside him seemed to have triggered a keyword. She suddenly raised her head and cursed, "How dare those bastards appear in front of us?"

The boy in the front widened his eyes and said, "No, who are you calling a bastard?"

"Whoever answers will be scolded!"

"you--!"

Sheng Weiyao was usually aggressive, and when drunk she was even more outspoken, blurting out all sorts of things: "What, now you can talk properly, and aren't a bunch of arrogant mutes anymore? And then our Sang Fu will be flattered and rush over to lick you, right? You're just dreaming!"

Everyone was at the age of full of vigor and vitality. The boy was enraged, and perhaps recalled some past events. His face turned red: "Try to say it again?"

Sheng Weiyao stretched her neck and said, "Come on, why should I be afraid of you? I'm so angry and I don't know where to vent it. Come on, let's meet at the police station today!"

The enemy outnumbered us, so it was not suitable for a head-on fight. Sang Fu quickly pulled her back.

On the other side, the remaining few people also pulled the boy and said, "Don't take it so seriously, don't take it so seriously."

The boy didn't have the courage to take action, so he just threatened her verbally. He stopped as soon as he pulled her to the steps. He straightened his clothes, snorted coldly, and was about to say something cruel like "I'll let you go today" when he looked up and saw Sheng Weiyao struggling with Sang Fu, rushing towards him with her teeth and claws bared: "Ah——"

Sangfu couldn't stop it.

The scene was chaotic for a while. Sang Fu was in a panic and tried to pull the drunk Sheng Weiyao. The boy was restrained by several people and was hit several times by Sheng Weiyao.

Seeing that his face was getting uglier and uglier, and he was about to jump up and shake off the person next to him, Sang Fu was already thinking in her mind how to smash the bag on his face and run away with Sheng Weiyao at the same time.

Just as she raised her bag and was about to do so, she heard a loud shout: "What are you doing!"

Everyone in the corridor stopped and looked at the man who was striding towards them.

Seeing this, Sang Fu quickly pulled Sheng Weiyao back.

The others shouted in unison: "Professor Zhuang!"

Zhuang Mowen knew everyone in the group. Although they came from different universities, almost every university had invited him to give lectures.

Zhuang Mowen was an authority in their eyes, and no one dared to act rashly in front of him.

The man walked over, but didn't even glance at them. Instead, he frowned and looked at the person opposite nervously, "Are you okay?"

Sanfu shook her head.

They are fine, but others are in trouble.

Several people stared at the two people's movements with unsteady eyes. Did Zhuang Mowen know Sang Fu? He showed concern for her right from the start. Not only did they know each other, but they also seemed very familiar with each other.

"Professor Zhuang, please judge for yourself. I was just standing here quietly, and this woman came over and scratched me," the boy said. "I need an explanation for this!"

"You know what you've done! I never hit a dog that's not guilty!" Sheng Weiyao said, "I wanted to beat you up since high school. It was you who started it and ruined our Sangfu..."

Zhuang Mowen's gaze paused.

"Wei Yao." Sang Fu pulled her.

Now is not the time to talk about this. If the boy calls the police, Sheng Weiyao will not be able to sleep well tonight. After all, in principle, she was the one who started it first, so she will definitely be criticized and educated.

Sang Fu was not afraid of him, but Sheng Weiyao was indeed not in a clear state of mind today, and she didn't want her to leave a stain on her life for no apparent reason.

"Weiyao drank alcohol today, so I'm sorry for offending you," Sang Fu said. "We're willing to pay for your medical expenses, is that okay with you?"

There were basically no actual wounds on the boy's body. Sheng Weiyao was controlled by alcohol and had no great strength.

Zhuang Mowen turned around and looked at the boy's exposed skin. There were red marks from scratching, but the skin was not broken.

The boy knew that even if he went to the police station, it wouldn't do much, so he might as well get some money. "Okay, plus compensation for mental damage, I want two thousand yuan!"

Sheng Weiyao: "What a lion's mouth! I'll tear your mouth open—"

Sang Fu also frowned. This amount of money was not much, but compared to his injuries, it was a lot.

But on second thought, it was worth it to buy Sheng Weiyao to beat him up for two thousand yuan.

Not wanting to cause any trouble, Sang Fu took out her mobile phone to pay. The next second, with a "beep", the payment code handed over by the boy was scanned by the outstretched hand.

The boy was also stunned.

Zhuang Mowen scanned the code and paid in one go.

"Professor Zhuang, I asked them to pay, you are..." He felt that the transfer was too hot.

The payment was successful. Zhuang Mowen turned the phone screen around neatly and showed it to them.

"I'm paying for my wife, what's the problem?"

The huge amount of information left everyone stunned.

Madam? Who is Zhuang Mowen's wife?

They knew he got married last year, but there was no news about his partner. Just now, it was Sanfu who was going to pay for the medical bills. Could it be that his wife is Sanfu? ! !

The boy didn't dare to say a word, let alone offend Zhuang Mowen. He could only say respectfully, "Hey, hey, okay. Thank you, Professor Zhuang. We'll be leaving first."

"Wait." The man said coldly, "Did I let you go?"

After they stopped bewilderedly, he tilted his head and looked over: "In high school, what was the leader?"

Let’s put things one way or another. His business is done, but there are still some things that are not finished.

The boy smiled apologetically: "It's nothing, she just made it up."

The other few people didn't dare to say a word.

Zhuang Mowen looked at them one by one for a few seconds, his eyes moved slightly, and he turned to Sang Fu who was silent beside him.

She probably didn't realize that he would ask such questions. She looked at him with her black and white eyes, and the light in them trembled slightly.

If this is really a fabricated story, Sang Fu will be the first person to come out and explain without anyone else complaining.

But she didn't.

She just looked at him with those dark eyes.

His heart suddenly tightened.

Zhuang Mowen looked away.

"Apologize."

"What?" The boy couldn't believe it. It was such a long time ago that he was still apologizing. But when he met Zhuang Mowen's cold gaze, he paused and swallowed back all his words. "I'm sorry."

Sangfu didn't respond.

Zhuang Mowen looked at the people next to him.

Their eyes were filled with guilt, and they were almost confessing something.

How many people are there?

He endured the impatience that rarely emerged, and each word he spoke was clear and cold.

"Anyone else who was involved should apologize to my wife."

…

After they had apologized and hurried away, Sang Fu finally found an opportunity to speak: "Professor Zhuang, please help look after Wei Yao. I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhuang Mowen glanced at her and said, "Okay, go ahead."

After the fight, Sheng Weiyao became a little more sober and leaned against the wall in a daze.

Just then a waiter passed by, and Zhuang Mowen raised his hand and called out, "Hello, could you please get her a glass of water?"

The waiter quickly returned with the water and handed it to Sheng Weiyao.

"Thank you." She took the water from the waiter and drank it in two gulps. "Ah, Professor Zhuang, you are such a nice person. It's a good thing she chose you for a fake marriage."

She never said again that all men were bad. Professor Zhuang was a good guy... No, not a thing... a thing.

Anyway, he is a good person.

Zhuang Mowen stared at the direction of the bathroom. She had been there for a few minutes. "What happened just now?"

"I was impulsive today. Those were Xiaofu's high school classmates," Sheng Weiyao said. "She probably didn't tell you, but she had a really hard time during those years in high school... If you want to know, just ask her yourself."

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