Chapter 271 This is the retribution for favoritism

Cheng Jiaqi tilted her head blankly, thinking for a long time.

Yes, Yang Wan doesn't seem like a good match for her at all.

This person has a secret.

Moreover, it's very likely a secret that can't be made public.

Next time she sees him, she'll make sure she sees things clearly.

At this moment, Zhou Shufen suddenly remembered that when she was going home earlier, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of Zhou Hairong loitering at the alley entrance.

The man, wearing faded blue overalls, leaned against a telephone pole, smoking. His eyes kept glancing this way.

Zhou Shufen didn't think much of it at the time, assuming he was just passing by.

But now that I think about it, that posture and that position clearly indicated that he was waiting for someone.

A thought suddenly struck her.

Zhou Hairong was a long-time resident of this street. He had nothing to do all day and loved to gossip.

He must know that Cheng Jiaqi lives here alone.

Moreover, he might know Yang Wanhe?

Zhou Shufen squinted, pondering in her mind.

If she leaves with Cheng Jiaqi, creating the illusion that no one is home, will Yang Wanhe be unable to resist and take the opportunity to appear?

Could Zhou Hairong become the liaison in the middle?

As long as they slip up, their true colors will be exposed.

"Auntie, I just finished my exams and I'm looking for a job to help you out."

Cheng Jiaqi said in a low voice.

She wasn't unaware that she was a nuisance living here.

But her mother was in poor health and the family was struggling financially, so she couldn't just keep eating and living there for free.

She wanted to do her part, even if it was just packing daily necessities at the factory, it was better than doing nothing.

"Don't rush. You're tired from studying. Go home and check on your mom first. Then go help out at the daily necessities factory. Yu Fan is almost overwhelmed with work."

Zhou Shufen stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder.

She had already made plans in her mind.

Tomorrow, she wants Cheng Jiaqi to go home.

She herself stayed there, waiting for the fish to bite.

Cheng Jiaqi was taken aback.

Yes, she hasn't been home in a long time.

My mother lives alone in a small house outside the city, relying on traditional Chinese medicine to regulate her body every day. I just hope she can come back and keep me company.

Yang Wanhe had said before that he wanted to meet her family.

But every time she suggested taking him along, he would find all sorts of excuses to decline.

Looking back now, it wasn't shyness at all, but rather a guilty conscience.

this……

This could be an opportunity.

Cheng Jiaqi's eyes flickered slightly, and an idea suddenly came to her mind.

If she takes Yang Wanhe home and asks her about his situation in front of her mother, she might be able to see his true colors.

Her aunt's words made her realize that this relationship might have gone in the wrong direction from the very beginning.

"Okay, I'll go back tomorrow. Auntie, you go about your business, I'll cook dinner tonight!"

Cheng Jiaqi quickly cleared the table of dishes.

Zhou Shufen stood in the courtyard and looked up at the sky.

She must win this round.

She had to create a seemingly unintentional opportunity to make Cheng Jiaqi completely give up on that family and never dare to have any illusions about it again.

"Jiaqi, your aunt has to go to the department store tonight to run some errands. She forgot her keys and has to go back to get them. She'll be back late, so eat first if you're hungry, don't wait for me."

She stood at the gate of the courtyard and called out to those inside.

Zhou Hairong, who was crouching in the shadows of the corner, listened to every single word.

He hunched over, his eyes fixed on the courtyard gate.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after Zhou Shufen's figure had completely disappeared at the alley entrance.

The opportunity has arrived.

He watched Zhou Shufen walk away, making sure she wouldn't come back, before raising his hand and gently knocking on Cheng Jiaqi's door.

"Qiqi, it's me, Wanhe!"

After succeeding last time, he couldn't sleep for three whole nights. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Cheng Jiaqi's panicked face from that day.

Cheng Jiaqi, that silly girl, was easily fooled by his sweet words.

If she is really pregnant, will the school still accept her?

Then, wouldn't she have no choice but to obediently marry him?

Getting a perfectly innocent wife for free, who is beautiful, capable, and educated—what a bargain!

Thinking of this, the anger in his heart flared up again.

Then I thought of that old woman, Zhou Shufen, who usually pretended to be kind and gentle, but had money but wouldn't give it to her own son.

If she knew that the student she raised had been deceived by him, wouldn't she be so angry that she couldn't sleep at night?

Serves you right!

This is the retribution for favoritism!

Cheng Jiaqi turned around abruptly, her heart pounding.

Auntie has something to do and needs to go out tonight?

Going to a department store so late?

Still alone?

That excuse is far too weak.

The more she thought about it, the more something seemed off. She wondered, why would Wanhe come at this time?

Yes or no……

Was this arranged on purpose?

Upon closer reflection, Yang Wanhe doesn't seem like someone who has actually attended high school.

He speaks vulgarly, uses foul language, and often tells dirty jokes.

At first, she naively thought that he genuinely liked her.

Now I realize that he never had good intentions from the beginning.

She hesitated for a long time, standing behind the door, too afraid to open it.

"Wanhe, what are you doing here?"

The two of them were separated by a door, and you spoke while I answered.

"Qiqi, I've come all this way, my throat is so dry it's practically burning, let me go get some water!"

Zhou Hairong called out through the crack in the door.

He remembered that every time he came before, Cheng Jiaqi would invite him to the courtyard.

But today is different.

He had just entered the courtyard, before it was completely dark, when he noticed her standing at the door.

Could it be...?

She already knows that he was the one who did it that day?

impossible!

That day he wore a hat and chose a secluded cornfield, so no one saw him.

How could she, a young virgin, have imagined that she had been tricked?

She must be under a lot of pressure and in a bad mood lately.

Moreover, if she really knew, she would have grabbed a kitchen knife and rushed out long ago.

"Qiqi... don't you really care about me? What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? You didn't say that tonight."

"Zhou Hairong! What are you doing standing in front of her house?!"

Zhou Shufen's voice suddenly rang out from behind.

She hadn't gone far at all; she became suspicious the moment she saw Zhou Hairong sneaking towards them.

So instead of going downstairs, she quietly retreated to the corner and hid in the shadows.

She was waiting, waiting for him to say those vile lies himself.

Cheng Jiaqi's legs went weak, and she swayed.

Zhou Shufen caught her.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Mom! I'm your son! If you have money but won't give it to me, you can give it to outsiders, but surely you can give it to my daughter-in-law?"

Zhou Hairong turned around abruptly, a roguish smile plastered on his face.

"Who is your daughter-in-law?"

Zhou Shufen sneered.

"Isn't it her?"

He pointed his finger into the doorway.

"Cheng Jiaqi is already my wife! We've slept together, who else could she marry? Mom, you can't just watch me stay single forever, can you?"

"You piece of trash, you think you're worthy to touch her?"

Zhou Shufen took a step forward, which startled Zhou Hairong so much that he instinctively took half a step back.

Whether you're worthy or not is not for you to decide!

He roared, his neck stiff.

"Her body is already mine. I've touched it all. Let's see who she can marry in the future. Who would want a used woman?"

"What did you do?!"

Zhou Shufen's voice trembled.

"Ask her!"

Zhou Hairong grinned.

"She doesn't remember? She was screaming quite loudly that night."

"brute!"

Cheng Jiaqi was trembling all over, her face as pale as paper.

Zhou Shufen pushed open the door.

Then he quickly turned around, slammed the door shut, and locked it.