Before Yao Dawei could stop her, Zhao Fangfang told him everything.
She had seen many disappointed looks, but the one she found most unbearable was Professor Zhang's disappointment.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault."
Zhao Fangfang bowed deeply, covered her face, and left in tears.
Did she want to cry? Zhao Fangfang wanted to cry, but she didn't have the face to.
Yao Dawei looked around; the situation was bad, so he followed Zhao Fangfang and ran out.
If the parties involved have all admitted it, what else could be false?
Professor Zhang patted Jiang Rongyi on the shoulder to comfort her, assuring her that he would clear her name.
Instead of enjoying the excitement, they stumbled upon an even bigger juicy story. Many people present recognized Jiang Rongyi and Zhao Fangfang.
After all, Zhao Fangfang was broke, and Yao Dawei was too stingy; he couldn't even find a decent place to drug Jiang Rong.
Instead, they found a small restaurant not far from the school and asked for a private room.
There were quite a few people eating here, mostly from the same school. News of today's events quickly spread throughout the school.
Everyone knows Jiang Rongyi is a pitiful little thing.
The school quickly issued a punishment: Grandpa Yao, the gatekeeper, was tricked by Yao Dawei and dismissed from his comfortable retirement job.
Yao Dawei was detained for fifteen days, and Zhao Fangfang was expelled from school. She was released on the first day after being notified.
Zhao's father and mother then learned of this news, and also realized that they had been indirectly used by Zhao Fangfang.
"You slut, you whore, how could I have given birth to such a shameless vixen? Zhao Fangfang, get out of here and don't come home and embarrass yourself."
The few things that belonged to her were thrown out by Zhao's father and mother, without any surprise.
Zhao Fangfang knew perfectly well that there would be no place for her in this place where she had lived for more than ten years.
On the messy floor, only one thing caught Zhao Fangfang's attention: a small book.
The memory seems to be from the past; that person's image has returned to my mind.
Without asking for anything, Zhao Fangfang picked up the small book from the ground and walked away step by step.
The departing figures exuded a deathly stillness and despair, while Zhao's father and mother continued to curse him with one unlucky word after another, saying he had raised him for nothing.
Zhao Fangfang knew where Yao Dawei's home was, but unfortunately Yao Dawei was still incarcerated; only his father, Uncle Yao, was inside.
She knocked on the door, and Zhao Fangfang stood quietly waiting, completely oblivious to the stares of others.
Given all this, will caring about these stares really get rid of it?
Who is it?
As soon as Grandpa Yao opened the door, feeling down, he saw Zhao Fangfang standing outside.
"Pah, you slut."
After spitting, Grandpa Yao tried to close the door.
Zhao Fangfang sneered. She had met Uncle Yao before, back when she first got together with Yao Dawei.
She still remembered how satisfied Grandpa Yao looked at her, as if he were looking at a daughter-in-law.
Looking back now, I wouldn't say I'm satisfied; I'd only say I'm pleased.
Yes, her son has a family now, and she, a woman with a bright future, still clings to him. How could she not be proud?
It's infuriating that he knew she was being deceived, yet he still watched as Yao Dawei manipulated her completely.
Concealing the hatred in her eyes, Zhao Fangfang went forward and knocked on the door again.
"Father, I'm carrying your Yao family's grandson."
As expected, the door opened, and the face that appeared was still unpleasant, but now there was a slight hesitation.
Zhao Fangfang knew that Grandpa Yao was worried about the children.
"Come in, you unlucky thing."
Hearing the description "bad luck," Zhao Fangfang simply smiled and didn't refute what Grandpa Yao said.
Fifteen days passed in the blink of an eye. Yao Dawei came out, entered the house, and saw Zhao Fangfang. He felt an urge to beat her to death.
His hand was raised high, but before it could fall, Grandpa Yao stopped him.
“Dawei, this bitch is carrying twins. You have to deal with her after the babies are born.”
The two children's eyes flashed with surprise, and they lowered their hands. Clearly, Yao Dawei had taken his grandfather's words to heart.
"For the sake of the child, I'll let you off this time, but you better behave yourself, or you'll be in for a world of hurt."
After uttering those harsh words, Yao Dawei entered the house like a lord.
Zhao Fangfang's whole body was trembling, a mixture of excitement and agitation. Staring at Yao Dawei's door, her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
Night often conceals all sins. Zhao Fangfang took two ropes and tightly secured the door to Yao Dawei and Grandpa Yao's room.
After confirming that it couldn't be opened from the inside, Zhao Fangfang went back and forth, carrying all the firewood from outside into the house and placing it right by the door.
To be absolutely sure, Zhao Fangfang piled up a lot of firewood by the window of the room, and the rest was just for pouring oil.
Grandpa Yao used to be the gatekeeper, and he had a good relationship with the kitchen, so he accumulated quite a few good things.
Now all of this became convenient for Zhao Fangfang. With a cold face, she poured the oil onto the firewood little by little.
As if doing something perfectly normal, after pouring out the oil, Zhao Fangfang found a very thick stick outside.
He first lit the fires around the house, then slowly walked back inside and sat down in the seat reserved for Grandpa Yao.
She struck herself hard in the lower abdomen. The first blow was somewhat unsettling for Zhao Fangfang.
It hurts, but it also feels good.
The second and third times, Zhao Fangfang's attacks became faster and faster, her eyes filled with a sense of satisfaction and vengeful pleasure.
Finally, looking at the raging fire inside and outside the house, Zhao Fangfang closed her eyes with satisfaction.
Grandpa Yao was the first to wake up. The burning sensation and the strong smell of smoke made him feel uneasy.
The moment he opened his eyes, flames raged around him. Without thinking, Grandpa Yao rushed towards the door.
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