Cheng Ran stopped in his tracks. He really wanted to know what had happened at yesterday's celebration and who had tried to harm Jiang Wanqing.
He turned around and gave a polite but indifferent smile.
"Then tell me, what happened yesterday?"
He was always good at judging people, and he didn't think that Teacher Tang in front of him was a completely honest person, so he had less professional respect for her.
The pressure made Teacher Tang feel breathless for a moment, but when she thought that Cheng Ran might be the one who couldn't breathe after she finished speaking, she felt more confident.
"Well... Comrade Cheng, please don't be angry. I was just saying what I saw, I didn't mean anything by it, you understand?"
She looked at him tentatively. Everyone says that soldiers have tempers, and some are even strange and irritable. She was afraid of saying the wrong thing and angering him, which was not her intention.
"My time is limited, so if you don't want to talk about it, then you don't have to."
Cheng Ran wouldn't follow her probing answers; instead, she pushed the cart and strode away, which immediately alarmed Teacher Tang.
“I said! Yesterday, Teacher Jiang and Comrade Zheng, who is sponsoring her, were quite intimate. Comrade Zheng even put his arm around her waist. I reminded her at the time, but she wouldn’t listen… She said it was just dancing, nothing to do with it.”
As she spoke, she observed Cheng Ran's expression, only to find that he showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, he looked at her with eyes full of disgust.
"Why is the version I heard different? It says that someone caused trouble and injured my wife. Could that person be Teacher Tang?"
"No, no, no...it wasn't me!"
Teacher Tang was so frightened that she quickly tried to slip away. If her attempt to sow discord failed, so be it; she couldn't risk getting herself involved.
She was filled with jealousy. Why was Jiang Wanqing so outstanding even in men?
"I'm going to be late for work, so I'll have to go now, Comrade Cheng..." She mustered her courage and added one last sentence: "You'd better be careful. Comrade Zheng is developing his career in Beijing. If Teacher Jiang also goes to Beijing, who knows what might happen in the future..."
Cheng Ran stared intently at her, wanting to see what other outrageous things she could say, but after meeting his terrifying gaze, she didn't dare utter a sound and ran into the school with small, quick steps.
The school bell rang, and the area around the school gate returned to normal, with only a few people occasionally passing by Cheng Ran.
His hands gripped the handle tightly, his eyes revealing an unreadable emotion...
Admittedly, he was unaware of the situation that Teacher Tang had just mentioned, and he had no way of knowing whether it was true or false. However, it did serve as a warning to him that the person surnamed Zheng was not a good person!
At that time, the soldiers under Cheng Ran's command in the military region were all relieved that their battalion commander was not there, so they could relax a little.
Who knew that Cheng Ran would immediately increase the pressure after returning home, doubling the training volume!
Jiang Wanqing felt a chill on the back of her neck while teaching, but she forced herself to finish the lesson.
In the evening, Cheng Ran waited for her at the school gate early after class. It was the same old old bicycle, but with a soft cushion added to the back seat, which was very thoughtful. Jiang Wanqing walked over with a limp.
"Don't tell me you didn't go back and have been waiting here all this time."
"I'd like to."
He brushed the stray hairs from her temples, lifted her up, and helped her into the back seat, drawing envious glances from onlookers.
How was your day at work?
"Hmm? What aspect are you referring to?" Jiang Wanqing asked back.
"For example, has anyone come looking for you?"
Who are you referring to?
Jiang Wanqing hugged his waist to prevent herself from falling, and could hear a hint of displeasure in his tone, so she turned her head to look at him.
"This morning someone told me that you had close contact with a man surnamed Zheng yesterday, and told me to be careful."
He told the truth, and Jiang Wanqing grabbed his clothes tightly after hearing it.
"Teacher Tang?"
She frowned, not hearing his reply, which was taken as a tacit acceptance.
She sneered and said, "Did she tell you that my leg injury was all her fault?"
"I guessed it, that's why I asked you. I only believe what you say."
He looked intently at the road ahead, speaking as if casually, but in reality, he cared deeply.
Fortunately, Jiang Wanqing's answer was satisfactory, and he silently breathed a sigh of relief.
I like the way you stick to the facts.
"Oh? You only like this?"
His broad, reliable back shielded her from the cool spring breeze. Jiang Wanqing leaned against his back, trusting him completely.
"Well, that's not all. You're also handsome, tall, responsible... and many other things, too many to count."
This compliment pleased Cheng Ran greatly, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face, causing him to unconsciously speed up the car.
If his legs weren't long enough and he weren't strong enough, Jiang Wanqing was afraid his legs would kick out sparks.
On her way home to the family compound, Jiang Wanqing passed the prison walls and glanced inside.
The two people who tormented her to the point of wishing she were dead in her past life are now both inside, and she has cut off any possibility for them to continue making her life better!
Just as their bicycles passed by, a woman dressed in plain clothes walked into the prison.
Yuan Zhong never expected that the first person to visit him in prison would be Guo Xueyun, someone he had absolutely no personal connection with...
The two faced each other across the iron fence. Guo Xueyun looked superior, while Yuan Zhong was dejected and lifeless, like a dead dog being brought before her.
The prison guard pressed him down into a chair, and Guo Xueyun leaned forward, looking him over several times.
"Life inside must be tough, right?"
Yuan Zhong raised his eyes, and the red blood vessels inside looked like a spider web of changing colors, layer upon layer.
"What's it to you! Are you here to laugh at me?"
"Mocking you is meaningless to me; I'm here to help you."
"What did you say?!"
He thought he had misheard, and got up from the chair, his handcuffs clanging.
"Don't get agitated, there are conditions to my help."
"I'll agree to any condition as long as you can get me out of this hellhole!"
He stared intently at Guo Xueyun, like a hungry wolf waiting to be released from its cage—no, a vicious dog!
"Do you even remember how you got to this point?"
"I'll never forget it, even if I die! It's all that bitch Jiang Wanqing's fault!"
Yuan Zhong gritted his teeth, wishing he could devour Jiang Wanqing's flesh and drink her blood at the mere mention of her name!
His hands were trembling, and a burning desire for revenge burst forth in his eyes.
Guo Xueyun was very satisfied with his current state, proving that she had made the right decision to come.
She continued to provoke him: "Do you know that she got first place in the college entrance examination and Huazhong University has decided to accept her? Once the admission notice arrives in a while, she can go to Beijing. From then on, you two will be from two different worlds."
"Impossible! How could she have gotten into Huada University!" Yuan Zhong's eyes widened, unwilling to accept it.
"If she can do it, so can you."
Guo Xueyun casually uttered this sentence.
Quiet...still quiet. Yuan Zhong looked at her, making sure she wasn't joking, before calming down and asking.
"I've been sentenced, and even if I could, it wouldn't be this year, let alone be stripped of my rights. You'd better not joke with me!"
Guo Xueyun smiled and pushed a note over, glancing around calmly.
“Yuan Zhong has been stripped of his rights, but Chen Zhong hasn’t. Huazhong University’s admission notice will be delivered to Chen Zhong’s home on time…”
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