"I heard it? Who told you that!"
"Do you think that because I'm injured, you'll have a chance?"
"I'm telling you, you're dreaming!"
Having learned from the previous experience of delivering cotton shoes, and having narrowly escaped death yesterday...
Even though Fang Wenjun had a good temper, her words at this moment couldn't help but carry a hint of resentment.
If she weren't worried about interfering with the police investigation, she would want to confront Qiu Yashu right now.
Jiang Si's tone wasn't very friendly either, "You can leave now, but don't come back again."
Qiu Yashu was silent for a moment, then she looked at Fang Wenjun.
"I know you won't believe me no matter what I say now, but I didn't do it!"
"I only found out about your hospitalization when I went to your house early this morning."
As she spoke, she took a deep breath, as if she had suddenly found peace.
"I hate you, but I never wanted you to die."
"You hate me?" Fang Wenjun looked at him with disbelief.
Yes, I hate you!
"Do you know that ever since I started learning to draw from you, I've spent all my time on it? I can't do anything else!"
"I genuinely love drawing, but you all keep pressuring me! You don't even give me a moment to breathe."
"I'm clearly improving, but you all think it's never good enough, and you always think I can draw better!"
"But I'm just an ordinary kid! No matter how hard I try, I can't meet your expectations."
"My skill level is what it is, I simply... cannot get into art school."
Fang Wenjun's eyes widened. "Didn't you say... you didn't pass the exam because you injured your hand?"
"That's a lie! My hand has never been injured at all."
"If I didn't say that, you would be disappointed in me, wouldn't you?"
"And my parents, they'll just poke my head and call me stupid, useless, and a waste of their hard work and expectations."
Fang Wenjun couldn't understand, "Since you don't like painting, why bother..."
"Because I had no other choice!"
Qiu Yashu twitched the corner of her mouth. "Not every university is like the Central Academy of Fine Arts. Our school doesn't teach professional courses at all now."
"During my years at Ximei University, I was either taking labor practice classes in rural areas or working in factories for free. Even after graduation, they didn't provide me with job placement."
"If I don't seize this opportunity, I'll end up like those junior and senior high school graduates, being sent to the countryside to work as a sent-down youth."
"Then what about all the painting I've studied for over ten years?"
Since things have come to this point, Qiu Yashu has nothing to hide.
“I was a little resentful, so I told them that I was your apprentice.”
"I was also behind the cotton shoes incident, including deliberately spreading news about Comrade Jiang."
“I did all of this, I admit it! But I never intended to kill you.”
She originally wanted to say that she was actually following behind when you were about to fall down the stairs that day.
Jiang Si wasn't the only one who reached out to grab you.
She reached out too, but Jiang Si was a step ahead of her.
Unfortunately, it's no use saying all this now, and it's all her own fault.
Once someone starts egging her on, saying how rare this opportunity is, her mind goes out of control.
After a while, Qiu Yashu put the apples she was carrying on the ground.
"Please be careful..."
Before she could even finish speaking, she was forcefully shoved away—
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