Shen Zhihuan stopped the two with a smile and whispered words of comfort:

"Don't worry, Masters. I've already told her everything I needed to say. We'll take her to the police station now."

"When we pass by the phone booth later, I will immediately call reporter Zhuang Ping and ask him to come over."

Both gentlemen were very supportive of Shen Zhihuan's approach.

“Well done. Stealing someone else’s student status is a crime, so she should be exposed.”

"When the reporters arrive later, remember to tell them not to miss a single detail. They need to show everyone how disgusting these people are!"

Making a phone call would inevitably take some time, and Grandpa Wang was afraid that Shen Zhihuan would be delayed because of this, so he enthusiastically offered to help.

"Zhihuan, hurry up and take the classmates to escort her to the police station. I'll take care of calling the reporters. Don't waste time on this."

Taking revenge on your enemies is something that cannot be delayed.

Shen Zhihuan didn't stand on ceremony with her master, nodded vigorously in response, and then they went their separate ways.

at the same time.

After being detained for many days, Shen Yongcai and Fang Qiaolan looked visibly worn out.

Conditions in the detention center are terrible. They eat nothing but cabbage all day long, and they can't sleep soundly. Life there is unbearable.

Complaining is useless; anyone who enters the detention center is strictly subject to the jurisdiction of the prison guards.

In order to be released as soon as possible, Shen Yongcai and Fang Qiaolan could only pretend to be obedient and dare not cause trouble.

The hatred in their hearts did not disappear with the passage of time; instead, it intensified.

The thought that Shen Zhihuan was probably living a good life in the Xie family right now filled them with resentment.

They were counting down the days, just waiting for them to be released so they could figure out how to kill that brat.

"As expected, an ingrate is an ingrate. No matter how long you raise her, she will never be as caring as your precious daughter."

During their detention, Shen Ling has only visited them once.

Shen Yongcai and Fang Qiaolan were very grateful for her kindness, thinking that they had finally found someone to rely on.

Pan Yun Village was no longer a place to stay. That wretched girl, Shen Zhihuan, had to cause trouble by severing ties with her husband, making them the laughingstock of the entire village.

However, they disdained to stay in that remote and desolate place any longer.

Shen Ling has now married into the Gu family and become a wealthy wife, which is more than enough to support her parents.

Shen Yongcai and Fang Qiaolan were scheming, waiting for their detention period to end so they could move into the Gu family home and enjoy a life of luxury.

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The people of Panyun Village were still completely unaware of the storm brewing in the capital.

After making a token appearance at the village committee, village chief He Ligen skillfully plunged into Old Xu's house at the village entrance, rubbing his hands together with a ruddy complexion.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and set up the mahjong table!"

"I'm having a really good run of luck today, I'm going to make enough money to cover your funeral expenses."

Old Xu, Hao's wife, and Aunt Tang, who were playing mahjong with him, all grimaced at his words.

He Ligen is a terrible mahjong player with a huge addiction to it. He's not very good at mahjong, but he's good at bragging.

It's tough on them. Because of He Ligen's status as village chief, they not only dare not win too badly against him, but they also have to find ways to rush to give him money.

Amidst the sighs and groans of the group, the mahjong game soon began.

The sound of shuffling cards was incessant. He Ligen held a cigarette in one hand and rubbed the cards in the other. When he got excited, he would slam his hand on the table.

"Two of bamboo!"

"Red Center!"

They were quite aggressive, but they refused to play any cards, only offering 20,000 and then 30,000.

He Ligen's defenses were getting weaker and weaker as the game progressed, and after a few rounds, he was so angry that his eyes turned red.

"Damn it, this can't be right! Why am I having such bad luck today? I've been playing all afternoon and haven't won a single game!"

Frustrated, he shoved his terrible hand of cards aside, about to yell for a rematch, when he reached under the mat and discovered that all the change he had brought specifically for playing mahjong was gone.

That's a good amount of money, several tens of yuan! If they're careful with their money, it's enough for their whole family to eat for a month!

Seeing He Ligen's face visibly darken, Old Xu and the others beside him felt even more miserable.

They've already gone easy on He Ligen as much as possible, but he's just not competitive enough. He plays his cards recklessly as soon as he gets a hand, so what can anyone do?

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Hao's wife cautiously suggested, "We've lost a bit too much today. How about we return all the money and treat today as a chance to strengthen our relationship?"

It's one thing to think something in your heart, but it's quite another to have it exposed.

Feeling embarrassed, He Ligen forced a smile and waved his hand dismissively.

"What are you saying? If people hear that, they'll think I, surnamed He, am a sore loser."

"It's just a few dozen yuan, I gave it to you, you don't need to pay me back, I have plenty in my pocket!"

Those who are so obsessed with saving face are suffering for nothing; do they really think no one can see through them?

Aunt Tang rolled her eyes and tried to smooth things over: "I know your family is well-off, but we're just neighbors having some fun, there's really no need to go all out."

"Village chief, just take the money back safely. We'll talk about it again next time you lose."

If He Ligen takes the opportunity to back down and get the money back, then there won't be any problems.

But the problem is he refuses to do it; he insists on pretending.

"Alright, you guys stop talking. This little bit of money is nothing to me. Our family's situation is getting better and better, so who cares about this?"

To prove his point, He Ligen even arranged for his daughter to be married.

“My daughter He Shuhui is the only college student in our village. She is very promising. She studies so well, and the teachers at school all like her very much. They treat her like the apple of their eye.”

“You didn’t see it, but last time I visited the school with my wife, the principal personally came out to greet us and said that Shuhui is a very talented child and it is an honor for them to be able to study at their school.”

He Ligen relied on the fact that none of the villagers had gone to university to lie through his teeth.

"The other teachers were also very welcoming to us, treating us to meals and taking us sightseeing."

"If Shuhui were an ordinary student, would she receive such amazing treatment?"

This touched upon a knowledge gap for Old Man Xu, Mrs. Hao, and Aunt Tang.

Seeing how vividly He Ligen described it, they actually believed his nonsense and started flattering him.

"I knew Shuhui was smart from a young age! Look at her, she's only just started university and she already has their principal running around like a headless chicken. She's really promising!"

Aunt Tang, with her shameless old face, kept trying to get closer to He Ligen.

“My grandson is going to be a high school freshman this year. When he takes the college entrance exam in a few years, could you please ask Shuhui to talk to their principal and help him get into a university in Beijing?”