Chapter 70
Song Xing and Wang Yingying had just bought some books when they heard the sound of a car engine. They were curious because it was a new car, a very new one. They were also curious about which rich man was driving it.
The stopped car attracted the attention of people around, including Song Xing and Wang Yingying.
Who would have thought that the people who got out of the car were Zhong Miao and a strange man.
Zhong Miao's dress was completely different from what she used to wear in the village. She wore a white shirt with a goose yellow sweetheart-neck sweater and the most fashionable jeans. Her long, slightly curly hair was loose, with a cute little hairpin on her head.
Zhong Miao's outfit is pure, beautiful and fashionable, and she is the focus wherever she goes. What's more, she is so beautiful, the kind of beauty that makes people unable to take their eyes off her when they see her in the crowd.
The man next to her was wearing the most popular leather jacket at the moment, a thin camel-colored sweater underneath, and slightly baggy black pants.
That’s not all. The man has loose, smooth medium-length hair, a pair of metal-framed glasses, and fair skin. He is simply the epitome of gentle and jade-like.
These two people have outstanding looks, trendy clothes, and extraordinary temperament, which instantly attracted the attention of people around them.
But they themselves don't care about these eyes at all. There is a sense of relaxation in their every move, just as dazzling as the stars in Hong Kong movies.
Zhong Miao glanced at Wang Yingying and pretended not to see her, then walked into the bookstore chatting and laughing with Li Qiumo.
Wang Yingying remembered the unpleasant parting with Zhong Miao last time. This time she was ignored again, and she was ignored together with Song Xing. She became increasingly angry and followed Zhong Miao into the bookstore.
"Zhong Miao, how can you greet me when you see me? Why are you pretending not to know me?"
Wang Yingying was so angry that she couldn't help but act impulsively.
"Do I know you well? Why should I say hello to you? I thought you understood what I said last time. We are not the same kind of people. We can't be friends. We just need to be well on our own."
There is only one bookstore nearby, and it is next to the Academy of Fine Arts. There are quite a few people there, and most of them are students, some preparing for the college entrance examination, some preparing for the art examination, a few college students, some nearby residents who are eager for knowledge, and parents who bring their children to read books.
Originally, Zhong Miao and Li Qiumo's appearance and dress were particularly eye-catching. Just now, when Song Xing and Wang Yingying were choosing books, they were chatting with others, which also exposed their identities. One is a college student working in a factory, and the other is going to take the college entrance examination. Some people envy them. Who would have thought that these two couples actually know each other and there seems to be some gossip to listen to.
Even the bookstore owner nearby pricked up his ears.
"This isn't your car, is it? You're cheating on your husband with a rich guy, does he know?"
Wang Yingying had seen Zhong Miao's car before, but it was obviously not this one. She was so angry that she imagined a big drama of Zhong Miao cheating on her husband, and she started to say all kinds of nasty things.
These words attracted the attention of those around. Song Xing stood beside Wang Yingying and did not stop her. He knew about the furniture factory opened by Pei Ze, but he could not imagine how much Pei Ze earned. After all, he was doing research in the factory every day and knew nothing about business.
He was also curious. Since Wang Yingying said that this was not Pei Ze's car, whose car was it? The man who came with Zhong Miao?
He knew that Pei Ze was on TV. Although he was jealous, the information gap and his own vanity of not wanting to believe that Pei Ze was better than him made him not understand and not want to understand.
Wang Yingying's question also expressed his doubts.
How could Li Qiumo tolerate this? Who are you talking to? Although he restrained himself in front of students, it doesn't mean that he is easy to bully.
When he was young, he was more than just arrogant and unreasonable. He could even be said to be self-centered. He relied on his talent and his nose was almost pointing upwards. How could he bear it? He was about to retort when Zhong Miao stopped him.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. This is my teacher, a professor from the Oil Painting Department of Qingmei Academy of Fine Arts. He's here to help me choose study materials. Also, my husband accompanied me to pick up the car. After all, I have to go to school and he has to work, so one car isn't enough."
"Professor, how can there be such a young professor?"
Wang Yingying didn't believe it. Li Qiumo had fair skin and looked young in his clothes. He didn't look like a man in his thirties at all. Besides, the professors she had in mind all had white hair. How could he be so young?
"Hey, classmate, you're not an art student, right? You don't understand. I'm a senior at Qingmei, in the printmaking department. This is indeed a professor in the oil painting department, Li Qiumo. Look, I have his works in this book."
The bookworm who appeared out of nowhere and came to read during the lunch break turned out to be Zhong Miao’s senior.
"Hello, Teacher Li." After saying this, the senior also greeted Li Qiumo.
"Well, you're a printmaker? You're about to graduate, right?" There weren't many students in the school, so Li Qiumo had some impression of him.
"Yes, Mr. Li."
"Hello, Senior Brother. I'm Zhong Miao, a second-year engineer in the Oil Painting Department."
"You're too polite, Zhong Miao. How could I not know this year's top scorer? I've even heard your speech before."
"Thank you for the compliment, Senior Brother."
“No, no.”
Seeing that the three of them were talking so much that no one else could get a word in, the audience who had just watched the cheating couldn't help but boo. They were throwing dirty water at the person who was in a serious teacher-student relationship, and the person who was driving was because he had money.
No wonder the pretty girl just said she wasn't the same type as this female student. She's always swearing. Who would want to be friends with someone like that? With that kind of character, how could she possibly want to go to university?
It was clearly the girl who was driving the car, not the guy. Besides, if a girl drives a car, she means she is dating a rich man. How can you be so dirty-minded?
Everyone looked at Wang Yingying with disdain. One parent hated this the most, fearing that her foul language would corrupt her children. "How can you talk like that, girl? All you talk about is hanging out with rich men. What will happen to these children who come to read the book if you corrupt them?"
Wang Yingying was almost mad. "You, what do you think my words have to do with you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"
Seeing that the parent was about to come up and argue, Song Xing pulled Wang Yingying back and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, she just has a bad temper. Please don't mind it."
"Hmph." The elder sister was still with her child, so she couldn't say anything more after hearing what Song Xing said. After all, there were still quite a few people in the bookstore.
At this time, another car stopped in front of the bookstore. Although it was not as new as the previous one, it was still a car.
Pei Ze got out of the car and walked into the bookstore, attracting the attention of the onlookers. What happened today? Did he run into someone important? This young man has an extraordinary temperament.
Pei Ze was wearing a cardigan sweater with a light-colored polka-dot shirt underneath, and a pair of shiny leather shoes under his suit pants, giving him the air of a business elite.
Zhong Miao was also confused, "Why are you here?"
"Aren't you moving paintings today? I wanted to come over and help you. Your classmates said they'd finished moving them for you. You and Teacher Li came to the bookstore, so I thought I'd have lunch with you two at noon."
Pei Ze has not been so busy recently. The management of the factory is getting smoother and smoother, so it doesn't matter if he takes a short break occasionally.
Pei Ze, Li Qiumo, and Zhong Miao were shining with golden light. The handsome men and beautiful women each had their own unique characteristics, which stunned the audience around them.
These days, college students earn less than one million yuan a year, which is very worthless. There are even fewer professors like Li Qiumo. The girl is a college student at the Academy of Fine Arts. Although no one knows what the boy does, he exudes an elite temperament.
Someone nearby had watched the interview program recorded by Pei Ze and began to introduce him to the people around him in a low voice.
"Hubby, I was unlucky. I ran into Wang Yingying when I went out. She said I was a gold digger. I felt so wronged."
Zhong Miao began to act.
"Don't be sad, wife. They have dirty minds and think everyone is the same as them."
Pei Ze's eyes were sharp as he glared at Song Xing and Wang Yingying. He had seen them the moment he entered the room, but he just ignored them. "Are you two crazy?"
"How can you talk like that? Aren't you worried that your wife is hanging out with other men?" Before Song Xing could say anything, Wang Yingying answered directly. She was almost going crazy because of the pointing and talking by people around her.
"You're like this, and you're still applying to university? If a teacher helps a student, it's like having an improper relationship with the student. What kind of university are you even going to get into? Which teacher would dare to teach you in the future?"
Pei Ze will not tolerate her bad habits. Song Xing and his wife must be mentally ill.
Pei Ze's words were really heartbreaking and bounced back directly. The audience in the bookstore looked at Wang Yingying and her boyfriend like they were looking at gorillas in a zoo, rare species.
"Yeah, I just came here to help Zhong Miao pick out basic books. Pei Ze is also my friend. I've never seen anyone like you."
Li Qiumo couldn't stand it anymore. Hasn't everything been made clear? What's the matter? Are you still trying to force yourself to do something?
"Pei Ze, Zhong Miao came out alone with a man, don't you have any doubts?" Song Xing felt embarrassed and pulled Wang Yingying away. Wang Yingying was unwilling, but could not resist Song Xing's strength, so she could only turn back and shout.
"That's why I say you're dirty. It's the right time to be feudal. You should just go back to the village and don't even think about going to university. It's not for you."
Pei Ze was not polite at all.
Song Xing quickened his pace and quickly dragged Wang Yingying away. He hadn't said a word since Pei Ze came, but he also saw the excitement, their own excitement. How could he know that Li Qiumo was Zhong Miao's teacher? He just wanted to watch the excitement, but ended up getting himself into trouble.
"Why did you bother Zhong Miao for no reason?" Song Xing was furious after leaving the bookstore.
"I caused it? How dare you say that to me? Weren't you also waiting to see Zhong Miao get into trouble? Do you think you're a good person? Aren't you hypocritical?"
Wang Yingying was so angry that she died. Song Xing always used her as a gun. He did this at her husband's and her own family, and also outside.
"What do you mean?"
"It means I look down on you."
Wang Yingying would not normally say this to Song Xing. After all, she still had to rely on Song Xing to get into college. But she was really angry and felt that Song Xing was cowardly. He didn't even say a word when his wife was bullied. He was even worse than Pei Ze. Although he was a bit sharp-tongued, he never let Zhong Miao's words fall true.
"Wang Yingying, you look down on me, don't you? Come on, come back to work with me and ask for leave. I'll get a divorce this afternoon. I've had enough of you."
When Wang Yingying heard that Song Xing wanted to divorce her, she felt dizzy. Before she could calm down, a feeling of fear crept up on her. She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her heart was chilled.
No, she hasn't been admitted to university yet, and she has no one to rely on except Song Xing.
In the bookstore, Pei Ze accompanied the teacher and student to choose books, and then the three of them had lunch together.
Zhong Miao had already returned to the studio. She had a humanities class in the afternoon. "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Pei Ze followed Zhong Miao like a sticky candy, and Li Qiumo escaped before he could even see him.
"I'll accompany you to class, and then go to the store to reconcile the accounts."
"You're so old, and you still have the nerve to sit in on my class."
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's only natural to accompany your wife to class."
It was almost time for class. Zhong Miao found an inconspicuous seat in the classroom and sat down. Pei Ze also sat down next to her.
In the art history class, the teacher came in and saw their school's top student this year sitting in the corner with this handsome boy whom he didn't recognize.
Such a good kid like Zhong Miao can’t be kidnapped by a bad boy. It would be bad if it affects his studies, huh, the old professor thought while teaching.
Especially when he saw Pei Ze secretly pulling Zhong Miao's hand and making small moves, the old professor got angry and pointed at Pei Ze, "That student."
The professor's action attracted the students' attention. It was a large class with nearly a hundred students.
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