That damned bitch Shen Zhihuan must be jealous of her good marriage, so she deliberately published a smear campaign against her in the newspaper just to make her look bad!

That must be it!

Shen Ling grew increasingly resentful, her teeth grinding together.

She wished she could rush over and kill Shen Zhihuan right then and there!

The old house wasn't well soundproofed, and Shen Ling cried in a low voice for a long time, which annoyed Wang Yulian so much that she rushed out.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? What are you crying about here for!"

"If you keep bothering my family like this, I'm getting a divorce tomorrow!"

Shen Ling shrank back in fright.

The wedding banquet can be cancelled, but she is now Gu Yuchuan's legal wife, so there is still room for maneuver in the future.

But if they really get divorced, then it's all over!

Shen Ling quickly got up from the ground.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving!"

She grabbed a newspaper from the ground to cover her face and shoulders, clutching her tattered clothes to her chest, and hurriedly ran out.

Shen Ling kept dodging and weaving along the way, afraid of being seen and laughed at by those old ladies outside.

But a few middle-aged women seemed to be deliberately going against her, baring their teeth and craning their necks to look.

Shen Ling was both anxious and angry, but she didn't dare to lose her temper. She could only run outside in her shoes, the soles of which had been kicked off by Wang Yulian, one foot higher than the other.

It looks just like a lame duck.

Having finally endured the mocking looks from those middle-aged women, Shen Ling bumped into someone as soon as she reached the alley entrance.

She exclaimed "Ouch!" and subconsciously looked up, instantly freezing in shock.

It turned out to be the village chief's daughter, He Shuhui!

He Shuhui held Shen Ling's wrist tightly, not even noticing that her voice was trembling with nervousness as she spoke to her.

Why are you here?

Shen Ling's hand ached from being gripped so tightly, so she angrily shook it off, rolled her eyes, and retorted:

"I was wondering why you were here."

He Shuhui stared at her face for several seconds before awkwardly looking away and letting out a few forced laughs.

“You forgot, I came to the city to go to university. The dorms at the university aren’t very good, so I’ve been staying at my uncle’s house.”

She pointed to the corner not far ahead.

He lived in the large courtyard in front of there.

"oh."

Shen Ling then belatedly recalled He Shuhui's university days, and her expression became somewhat complicated.

She and He Shuhui were both from the same village, so they should be on equal footing.

Why should He Shuhui be able to surpass her just because she went to university? That's not fair!

He Shuhui had been nervously observing Shen Ling's expression, and naturally did not miss the hint of jealousy that flashed in her eyes.

Now she was finally certain that Shen Ling hadn't come specifically to find her.

My tense mood suddenly relaxed. Although I didn't know what Shen Ling had gone through, judging from her current disheveled appearance, she must be in no good condition.

He Shuhui couldn't help but feel a little smug.

"Sigh, Shen Ling, sometimes I really envy you for being so free and unrestrained."

"You don't know how busy I am all day long if you're not in school. I have to go tutor the grandson of the old lady in this alley later. I'm so busy working and earning money that I don't even have any free time."

He Shuhui pretended to sigh, but in reality, she couldn't help but smirk smugly.

She could have had a more comfortable life in college, but unfortunately, her classmates all came from very well-off families.

He Shuhui is the village chief's daughter. She has always been outstanding and ambitious since she was a child. In addition, since she is not from the city, she does not allow herself to be looked down upon.

Although she spends a lot of time on her part-time job every day, and sometimes even misses classes, most of her money goes to buying new clothes and cosmetics, leaving her with very little. She struggles to make ends meet every month.

He Shuhui knew that what she was doing was wrong, but she was too proud to admit it and suffered for it.

She preferred being looked at with envy and jealousy rather than eating.

Take Shen Ling as an example.

Only after He Shuhui reminded her did Shen Ling realize that she was wearing a brand new floral dress.

Although Shen Ling's own clothes were also newly bought, the material and cut were clearly not as good as hers.

"You probably didn't sew this yourself, it must be a brand-name item you bought from a department store counter, right?"

"Of course."

He Shuhui unconsciously puffed out her chest and smiled with feigned elegance:

"What era are we living in? Who still buys fabric and makes their own clothes? That's so outdated."

Seeing Shen Ling clicking her tongue in amazement while trying to reach out and touch her clothes, He Shuhui's heart tightened, and she quickly slapped Shen Ling's hand away.

"Don't touch it! I just bought this dress, and today is the first time I'm wearing it. You can't afford to pay for it if you get it dirty!"

Realizing her lapse in composure, He Shuhui coughed and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, Shen Ling, you still haven't told me why you're here."

Shen Ling pursed her lips, not in the mood to argue with her, and said indifferently, "What else could it be? I got married and moved here."

"What!?"

This shocked He Shuhui, as people around their age were still studying on campus.

Shen Ling is so young, how come she got married so early?

He Shuhui thought about it again and realized it wasn't surprising. People from rural areas who were poor and uneducated were naturally less progressive in their thinking than college students like herself.

Thinking of this, when she spoke to Shen Ling again, her tone carried a hint of condescending pity and superiority.

"What about your sister? You're married now, so Shen Zhihuan should be getting married soon too."

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