Jiang Zhixing was as well-known in Taipei as He Xiao because he usually behaved very uprightly.
The moment the juicy gossip broke, everyone rushed in. Even though they had already been bombarded with gossip over the past month, it couldn't dampen their enthusiasm.
Some people even traced the timeline of the chat in the post and found that it happened at a gathering after the last basketball game between Taipei Senior High School and Taipei First Senior High School.
Everyone who attended the party that day knew that Jiang Zhixing was welcoming to everyone's enthusiasm. At the time, he kept his distance from the girls with a reserved demeanor, which everyone thought was a sign of his thoughtfulness and gentlemanliness. But behind his back, they started talking about these things.
Most people are criticizing it, while a small minority are defending it.
I think he was drunk and talking nonsense.
When Shen Linyue heard He Xiao chirping softly, she looked up at him and saw a chilling smile on his lips.
She frowned her delicate brows and couldn't help but say, "Your smile is so evil, it's just like a villain's."
He Xiao's smile froze, and he subtly withdrew his gaze from her: "Do your homework. Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters."
Shen Linyue: "..." Who's the kid?
She raised her hand and slapped his arm, glaring at him fiercely: "You have no manners, you're the little brat."
"Hiss!" He Xiao gasped, his brows furrowing. "I'm still a patient, can't you be a little gentler with patients?"
I seriously doubt whoever marries Lin Yue in the future will be subjected to domestic violence by her every day.
Shen Linyue paused, glancing at his forehead, which was still bandaged, and lowered his voice.
What were you laughing at just now?
He Xiao gave another strange smile, his gaze fixed in one direction, and said mysteriously, "You'll find out soon enough."
Shen Linyue was confused. Following his gaze, she saw the back of Jiang Zhixing's head.
Then, Jiang Zhixing, who had been engrossed in doing practice problems, suddenly stopped writing and looked at something. He quickly looked up and turned around.
His usually cool eyes were now filled with rage, and the veins on his forehead throbbed as he stared at He Xiao. An invisible tension was palpable where their eyes met.
"You did it!"
He Xiao grinned: "It's only fair to reciprocate, you don't need to thank me for the gift."
Jiang Zhixing was so angry that he almost swept the books piled on the table to the ground, but he quickly calmed down and his sinister gaze swept across their faces.
At the same time, Shen Linyue also heard the sound of Jiang Zhixing, a classmate in the front row. This scene was very familiar because He Xiao had been posted on the forum in the same way.
Shen Linyue looked at He Xiao thoughtfully: "You posted him on the forum?"
He Xiao nodded without hesitation, and said with a hint of smugness, "Yes, there are no secrets in this world. No matter how well you pretend, someone will eventually expose you. I'm just telling him to show his true colors in the future, hehe."
He thought for a moment, then calmly asked her, "Do you think I went too far?"
Shen Linyue pursed her lips. When He Xiao uttered his first words, she felt a chill run down her spine. People with too many secrets tend to project a casual remark from others onto themselves.
"No, what you did wasn't even a tenth as bad as what he did," she replied with a smile.
For so long, it seems that Jiang Zhixing has been setting them up time and time again. This time, He Xiao's injury is a very serious matter. Even if He Xiao doesn't do this, she will find a way to get revenge on him.
What Ah Xiao is doing now is simply in line with her thoughts, so why would she object?
Hearing her answer without hesitation, He Xiao's lips curled back into a pleased smile.
"Yes, we won't spoil him anymore from now on."
Shen Linyue glanced at him but did not voice any objections.
...
Around noon, inside an upscale restaurant in the city center.
Jiang Yanxin had her secretary reserve a private room well in advance. She arrived first and ordered all the dishes that He Liyu liked on the menu.
She began to patiently wait for He Liyu to arrive, as she had been wanting to ask him out for dinner or a date for the past few years.
However, he always refused her, citing his busy work schedule, so she rarely had contact with him except on necessary occasions.
Recently, He Liyu has inexplicably changed his ways and started agreeing to her requests to have meals with her.
Although every meal made her unhappy because he would always intentionally or unintentionally mention the deceased Shen Linyue, she was already content as long as they could spend time alone together.
She had just sent a few messages on her phone when the door to the private room was pushed open.
Jiang Yan subconsciously put away her phone, looked up and met the eyes of the man dressed in a suit and impeccably groomed, her eyes filled with joy.
"Ayu, you've come," she said gently.
He Liyu frowned, and said in a cold yet polite tone, "President Jiang, please just call me by my name."
Jiang Yanxin wasn't annoyed at all, and gave him a reproachful look: "We're already so familiar with each other, why are you still being so polite?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that He Liyu was followed by an assistant as he walked in. She was taken aback and looked at He Liyu: "Mr. He, are you afraid I might do something to you because you have an assistant with you while you eat?"
She glared at her assistant with a hint of dissatisfaction, hoping he would be sensible and leave on his own.
Unfortunately, her assistant didn't even glance at her.
He Liyu smiled enigmatically: "President Jiang may have misunderstood. This trip really isn't for dinner."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Yanxin was stunned, and a sense of vigilance rose in her heart.
He Liyu glanced at his assistant, who, with great tact, placed the documents on the dining table.
Jiang Yan stared blankly at the documents on the table, still forcing a smile: "I don't understand what President He means. Can't you just say what you mean?"
He Liyu's gaze was indifferent, and he said with a forced smile, "President Jiang, you should still take a look. It's too troublesome for me to explain."
Jiang Yanxin pursed her lips and, under the oppressive gaze of He Liyu, reluctantly picked up the documents on the table and began to read them.
She only read it for a few minutes. If it weren't for her usual upbringing that kept her from going crazy in this situation, she would have torn the document to shreds long ago.
"Mr. He, there must be some misunderstanding here. My son, A-Xing, is well-behaved, knows his place, and is polite. No one would provoke him, so it's impossible for him to do something like hurting his classmate." She tried her best to maintain appearances.
He Liyu's expression grew cold: "Does President Jiang think I've failed in raising my son? Or does he think I know nothing about what you've done?"
"What happened before can be considered childish play, but what about now? Your son Jiang hired someone to commit assault, and you call him a good boy? I'm very curious about Mr. Jiang's parenting philosophy?"
Jiang Yanxin's face was pale, and the pain from her fingertips digging into her palms brought her back to some senses.
“My educational philosophy is indeed different from Mr. He’s. I will not let A-Xing go unchecked and turn him into a wild child who doesn’t know his place. I will find out about A-Xing’s matter and give Mr. He an answer.”
She said that and turned to leave.
He Liyu suddenly spoke up: "Do you really think I've given up on He Xiao?"
Jiang Yanxin paused slightly, giving him a deep look: "What do you mean?"
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