"Yu Qiao!"

Zhou Wei spoke slowly and deliberately, her teeth clenched, her eyes blazing with fury as if she wanted to tear Yu Qiao to pieces.

Yu Qiao had just finished her competition. Because it was rhythmic gymnastics, her clothes were a bit too tight.

The one-piece Chinese-style cloud shoulder design, made of light and breathable fabric, is adorned with delicate embroidery and tassels, which accentuates her slender neck, delicate waist, and long, fair legs.

Suddenly, a black coat was draped over Yu Qiao's shoulders.

It's Jiangfang.

Yu Qiao's clear phoenix eyes were tinged with a smile. She took a few steps forward and exclaimed, "Sister, you, how could you..."

"Get out, get out!" Jiang Huiyun cried out in despair and collapsed.

The locker room was empty before, but when Yu Qiao and Jiang Fang came in, the onlookers gathered around again.

They took pictures of her disheveled and barely clothed state, not to mention that the school leaders rushed over after learning about it.

Seeing this scene filled me with rage!

Unfortunately, Jiang Huiyun was the daughter of the richest man in City A. Their faces turned ashen, and they opened their mouths as if to say something, but in the end, they kept silent.

But that look of disgust and contempt deeply stung Jiang Huiyun.

Jiang Zedong closed his eyes, suppressing his anger, and kicked Huang Qiang again, sneering, "You dare to lay a hand on my daughter? You're tired of living!"

The kick struck Huang Qiang's scrotum, the pain instantly bringing him to his senses.

Huang Qiang, who also had a fiery temper, sneered, "And what good is your daughter? She personally handed me all these incense sticks!"

What! ?

Jiang Zedong's eyes widened in disbelief.

Huang Qiang curled his lips, a sinister glint in his eyes: "If you don't believe me, you can check your daughter's phone."

"Enough! Stop talking!"

Jiang Huiyun could no longer bear it and kept shrinking into Jiang Zedong, wishing she could hide so that no one could see her anymore!

She cried and pleaded, "Daddy, please take me away from here. I don't want to stay here, I'm scared..."

in the end……

It's my own daughter!

Jiang Zedong took a deep breath, his anger barely contained, his head throbbing as if filled with blood!

Yu Qiao stood to the side, coldly observing the despair and collapse on Jiang Huiyun's face.

If she were even slightly less intelligent,

Today, she is the one being scorned in public.

Yu Qiao gazed wistfully at Zhou Wei.

One more is needed.

"Qiaoqiao, do you have any more clothes? Here, let your sister put them on." Jiang Zedong frowned, tightly protecting Jiang Huiyun.

Yu Qiao smiled and took a piece of clothing from the wardrobe and handed it to Jiang Zedong: "Uncle, please let my sister change into this quickly."

After this incident, Jiang Zedong seemed to age ten years in an instant, his straight back hunched over.

After informing the school leaders, they dismissed the others and announced that if anyone spread this matter, the Jiang family would issue a lawyer's letter.

But clearly, although they don't talk about it openly on the forum, the Jiang family has no say in how they talk about crickets in private.

Jiang Huiyun can no longer stay at A University.

…………

…………

Back at the Jiang residence.

Jiang Huiyun made a huge scene in the room, smashing everything she could find.

Jiang Zedong also lost face because of this incident, and would slap Jiang Huiyun hard every now and then.

"This is how I always teach you to be a decent person! Jiang Huiyun, you've wasted all your education!"

Jiang Huiyun cried, her eyes blurred with tears: "Dad, you actually hit me."

"I did this, but I was misled by Zhou Wei. It was Zhou Wei who kept guiding me to do this. She gave me the incense, she found Huang Qiang, and even..." She became somewhat embarrassed at the end.

Jiang Zedong's temples throbbed: "Even what?"

"I don't know why, our plan was for Yu Qiao to be taken by Huang Qiang in the changing room... but Huang Qiang suddenly texted me saying that the incense wasn't enough and asked me to go to the changing room."

"After I got there, someone pulled me inside and locked the door from the inside. Huang Qiang smelled the incense before he spoke to me..."

Jiang Huiyun cried her heart out: "Today, the one who should be disgraced is Yu Qiao! Not me!"

Jiang Zedong's eyes flashed with a chilling intensity: "Who sent the message?"

"Huang Qiang." Jiang Huiyun shrank back.

Jiang Zedong, a cunning and calculating man who had spent most of his life scheming, couldn't help but begin to doubt the seemingly innocent and obedient Yu Qiao after hearing Jiang Huiyun's account of the whole story.

"uncle."

A soft, delicate voice came from the doorway.

Jiang Huiyun suddenly looked up and glared fiercely at Yu Qiao, who was slowly walking in. Her heart was filled with resentment and hatred!

Why, why her!

Yu Qiao was the one who was insulted by Huang Qiang in the locker room today!

Jiang Huiyun stood up shakily and questioned her, "Yu Qiao, where did you go! Why weren't you in the changing room? Why weren't you there!?"

Yu Qiao's beautiful big eyes revealed a hint of fear, sparkling like the eyes of some kind of young animal.

"I had already changed my clothes when I left home, so I didn't go to the dressing room."

"No! Impossible!" Jiang Huiyun's eyes were bloodshot. "It must be you, Dad, it must be Yu Qiao—"

"Smack!"

Jiang Zedong's face was gloomy and terrifying. He slapped Jiang Huiyun across the face. His eyes were dark and he looked at Yu Qiao with a scrutinizing gaze.

Yu Qiao pursed her lips, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her slender shoulders shrank back: "Uncle, I, it wasn't me..."

"If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have preferred that I was the one inside, instead of my sister..."

Yeah, right.

She sneered inwardly.

It's simply an act of giving someone a taste of their own medicine.

how?

You can't even handle this?

Jiang Zedong frowned deeply, but the truth was clear: Yu Qiao was the victim, as was Jiang Huiyun…

At most, they will reap what they sow.

Jiang Zedong sighed deeply: "Qiaoqiao, you are a good child. Huiyun is the one who wronged you in this matter."

Yu Qiao smiled and said, "Uncle Jiang."

"Dad! What are you saying! I'm in this state because of that bitch Yu Qiao!" Jiang Huiyun rushed forward and roared, her lips trembling and tears streaming down her face.

Jiang Huiyun cried, and Yu Qiao cried too.

Her beautiful eyes filled with tears, which fell one by one. Yu Qiao's soft voice trembled with sobs as she said, "Sister, what are you saying? I didn't..."

"You bitch!" Jiang Huiyun's face twisted slightly with anger.

"Enough!"

Jiang Zedong's face turned ashen: "You are not allowed to leave without my permission!"

"Qiaoqiao, it's late today, you should go home and rest early."

Yu Qiao lowered her eyes meekly and said, "Okay, Uncle Jiang."

Seeing Jiang Zedong so angry that he lost his mind, Yu Qiao smiled and turned to leave.

As she closed the door, she gave Jiang Huiyun a mocking and disdainful smile.

Yu Qiao opened her mouth and said: Idiot.

The door slammed shut.

Yu Qiao walked through the long corridor; her room was at the very end.

Just as she passed by Jiang Fang's room, the door opened, and a strong, well-defined hand reached out, grabbed her slender wrist, and pulled her into the room.