"What did you say?"
Hearing Jiang Wanqing's words, Yuan Zhong felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He couldn't believe it. It was clearly Teacher Tang who secretly looked at her notes and found out that she was looking for this book, which is why he followed her... How could she not need it?
"I said I don't need a flawed book to help me review, did you understand?"
She was delighted to see the look of humiliation and indignation on his face, even though his eyes were blazing with hatred he couldn't do anything to her.
Having been given a second chance at life, Jiang Wanqing's revenge wasn't about making him lose his love; she wanted to completely destroy this bastard!
Fame, money, power, the pinnacle... none of these have anything to do with Yuan Zhong's life!
"Impossible! You're lying! How can you prove it wasn't you... Officer, don't listen to her nonsense, she's trying to frame me, she..."
"Shut up!" The police officer couldn't stand her attitude anymore: "You're the one who asked Comrade Jiang to prove his innocence, and you're the one who accused him of talking nonsense. Do you have a single word of truth in your mouth?!"
He panicked. Things shouldn't be going this way. He swallowed hard several times, looked sharply at Jiang Wanqing, and made one last desperate attempt.
"I'm sorry, I got too emotional. I apologize. Please help me, for the sake of our past relationship."
He lowered his head, feigning humility and earnestness, but Jiang Wanqing remained unmoved.
She raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "Okay, I can prove it..."
His eyes lit up, but the next second she smiled, her expression full of sarcasm.
She simply said, "I can prove that I don't need that book, and this whole thing has nothing to do with me."
"Oh? How can you prove it?" the policeman asked.
She calmly took out several neatly arranged letters from her bag, handed them to the police officer, and began to explain.
"I am indeed preparing for the college entrance examination. One of the reasons is that I admire Professor Xue from Huazhong University of Science and Technology in Beijing. I accidentally obtained his contact address from an academic journal and tried to write to him. I didn't expect the professor to be so approachable. We have been exchanging letters to communicate and study for several months, which is proof of that. In a recent letter, the professor listed some review books for me. You can see for yourself."
The University of Washington is practically the most prestigious university, and Professor Xue is a renowned authority in the field, a frequent feature in newspapers.
The police opened the letter and, after reading it, were filled with admiration and respect for Jiang Wanqing.
"Comrade Jiang, you're really amazing. It really is Professor Xue's handwriting. I've seen his handwritten notes in the newspaper. The postmark and address can't be faked either. This matter is clear now. You can go back now. Thank you for your cooperation."
"You're welcome. It's what I, as a law-abiding citizen, should do."
She took the letter back, a faint smile still on her face. As she went out to close the door, she gave Yuan Zhong a sarcastic look.
The moment the door closed, he knew... he was finished...
As soon as she left the police station, Jiang Wanqing saw Cheng Ran and ran towards him, quite surprised.
What are you doing here?
Cheng Ran held her arm and only explained after making sure she was alright.
"Some members of the team were seconded to assist the police in raiding smuggling dens."
He didn't say it too bluntly, but Jiang Wanqing understood and smiled.
"Yuan Zhong wanted to drag me down with him and make me vouch for him, but I have already proven my innocence to the police officers and it's all over now. Go home."
"Tell me what happened."
"Okay, let's talk as we walk."
Seeing that the worry in his eyes hadn't completely faded, Jiang Wanqing knew he cared about her and was afraid of causing future trouble, so she took his arm and walked home, describing what had happened to him on the way.
When he heard her talk about her correspondence with Professor Xue from Huazhong University of Science and Technology, he stopped in his tracks and stared at her intently.
Are you referring to Professor Xue Chenggang?
"Yes, that's him."
Speaking of this professor, Jiang Wanqing's eyes sparkled with admiration. In her previous life, she not only helped Yuan Zhong get into Huada University, but also tried every means to make him Professor Xue's personal disciple. It can be said that he was able to reach the top without the help of his teacher. After all, there are many talented people in this world, but there are many who lack the channels and mentors.
He possessed something but didn't cherish it, blinded by self-interest, even stealing his teacher's achievements, and in the end, they parted ways. As a result, Jiang Wanqing felt regret and guilt whenever she thought about this.
"So Wanqing has such lofty ambitions."
Cheng Ran gently patted the top of her head, offering her only support.
“But my dream school is in Beijing,” she said.
"So what?"
Although Jiang Wanqing didn't care about Guo Xueyun's threat, she still remembered what the other party had said: Cheng Ran's family was in Beijing. Firstly, she would inevitably have to meet his parents after she was admitted to Huada University. Secondly, the study period would be long, and the two of them would definitely be separated. Would he have any thoughts about this?
But his eyes, beneath his wheat-colored skin, were remarkably clear, as if he truly only wished for her dream to come true, without any other thoughts.
"It's nothing, it's still early."
She pursed her lips and nodded, as if to comfort herself, thinking that there was no need to worry about things that were a long time away.
Seemingly sensing the subtle change in her emotions, Cheng Ran tightened his grip on her hand, the warmth conveying a sense of reliability and reassurance.
"Just focus on the exam, don't worry about anything else, I can handle it."
"Okay, I believe you."
Jiang Wanqing gave a casual reply and didn't continue the topic.
After arriving home, Cheng Ran said he had to go out for a while and would be back soon. Although she was puzzled, she thought that given the nature of his job, she felt at ease letting him go.
...
After sending Jiang Xiu and Yuan Zhong to prison, Jiang Wanqing's life finally returned to peace. She spent the rest of her time preparing for the exam, or rather, helping Molly review.
She just didn't know why, but lately Molly always liked to take shortcuts, and as soon as she got home, she would lock the door and draw the curtains, as if she was afraid that someone would know she was home.
After several days, Jiang Wanqing finally couldn't help but raise her questions.
Molly's current apartment is small, a one-bedroom apartment with simple furnishings, containing only a table, chairs, and essential household items.
She had just drawn the curtains when Jiang Wanqing walked over and gently lifted a corner of them...
"Don't move!"
Molly quickly pressed that corner down and shook her head at Jiang Wanqing.
"Don't open it..."
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Wanqing could see that what was in her eyes was not fear or apprehension, but worry, or even more so, concern.
"Molly!"
Before they could see her, they heard her voice. Before Jiang Wanqing could get a reply, they heard shouts from outside. They were very familiar; it was Hung Hing.
She pointed outside in surprise: "Are you hiding from him?"
Molly pursed her lips, fidgeted with her fingers, and nodded gently.
"Why?"
Jiang Wanqing couldn't understand her actions. Everyone could see that Hong Xing was interested in her, and the two got along quite well at first. Why did they become distant in the last few days? There was probably something going on.
"Sigh, Wanqing, sit down and I'll tell you slowly."
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