Setting: Fictional parallel universe, please do not reference historical events!
Bai Fumei Su Qingci, who managed a farm in modern times, was sent to the 1970s as a young educated youth by Ce...
Luo Zhishan also understood Chen Haiying's implied meaning.
He stumbled and scrambled to his feet, lunging at the table to quickly pick up the crumpled paper that Liu Qunfu had emptied into a ball.
"What did I do wrong? Why is it all my fault?"
"What exactly is written inside?!"
Liu Qunfu tried to step forward again, but was reprimanded by Luo Pingwei.
"Let him see it; he won't understand where he went wrong if he doesn't see it."
Luo Zhishan huddled inside the table and unfolded a few sheets of paper to take a quick look.
Then, with an incredulous look, he unfolded the other two and glanced at them briefly; they both contained similar statements.
He quickly crawled out from under the table, holding up several crumpled pieces of paper, and angrily questioned Chen Xiuxiang.
"Chen Xiuxiang, what's going on?"
Liu Qunfu could feel Chen Xiuxiang's hand trembling as she gripped his.
"When did I ever tell you that I felt disgusted lying next to Chen Haiying?"
When did I visit you before my marriage?
"And when did I go to rescue you...?"
Before Luo Zhishan could finish speaking, Liu Qunfu charged forward like an enraged lion.
A fist slammed into his lower left chin.
"Shut up, you beast! Look what you've done! Are you trying to drive her to her death?"
Luo Zhishan plopped down on the ground and roared.
"I don't!"
"I don't!"
He subconsciously looked at Chen Haiying inside the room.
With red eyes, he growled in a low voice, "I didn't, I didn't do it."
But Chen Haiying indifferently looked away.
Liu Qunfu didn't want to argue with Luo Zhishan anymore; he just wanted to leave this place that filled him with humiliation as soon as possible.
"Secretary Luo, if there's nothing else, we'll be leaving now."
"We will definitely be there for the meeting tomorrow."
Seeing Luo Weiping nod, Liu Qunfu grabbed Chen Xiuxiang and strode away.
Once outside, Liu Qunfu flung Chen Xiuxiang's hand away and strode off.
Their avoidance was as if they had touched something dirty.
Chen Xiuxiang finally broke down, her face filled with despair, "Qunfu, do you despise me too?"