Chapter 42 Isn't the eldest daughter of the Jiang family right in front of you?
Jiang Yimian: "Sure, go ahead and sue. Anyway, you said it yourself, my husband is rich, he has the time and money to play with you."
Chen Qingqing trembled with anger. "Jiang Yimian, stop putting on airs with me. So what if you really take over?"
"She's a piece of junk, and junk with a junk person, they're a perfect match."
Jiang Yimian's eyes sharpened: "What do you mean?"
Chen Qingqing directly found the video, "This is the evidence. You always act so high and mighty, I thought you were so innocent, but I didn't expect you to be so promiscuous. You deserved to be raped, always posing like that."
Jiang Yimian threw a book from the bookshelf at Chen Qingqing's face, and Chen Qingqing screamed, "Are you crazy?"
Jiang Yimian's ears were filled with sharp, piercing, desperate, and disgusting sounds, but her expression remained unchanged.
He even sneered and looked at her leisurely: "Crazy? I heard that mentally ill people don't have to bear criminal responsibility for murder."
She approached step by step, using her height advantage and her fierce aura to completely overwhelm Chen Qingqing.
"Actually, I have bipolar disorder, but I've never told you."
Chen Qingqing's eyes widened. "You, you're talking nonsense. Don't fucking scare me like this."
Jiang Yimian grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the edge of the table, gradually increasing the pressure. Her eyes were calm and expressionless, and a nonchalant smile played on her lips, as if she were truly a mental patient.
"You can try and see if what I said is true."
Chen Qingqing's eyes widened in fear, and she pushed and scratched with both hands. Jiang Yimian felt extremely pleased when she saw the desperate expression on her face caused by fear.
After letting go, Chen Qingqing coughed violently, almost losing her balance, and collapsed onto the table. "Madman, madman, you really are a madman."
Jiang Yimian went out with her ID. As soon as the door opened, a lot of people gathered at the entrance. As soon as they met Jiang Yimian's cold eyes, they were so frightened that they scattered and ran away.
Chen Qingqing, taking advantage of the presence of others, ran out from behind, shouting, "Jiang Yimian, you filthy bitch, just wait to be expelled from school! You've done something so disgraceful to the school, you should kneel down and get out of Yanjing!"
Jiang Yimian turned around, and everyone fled back to their dormitories, clinging to the doorframes to watch the show.
Someone spoke up first: "Jiang Yimian is also a victim in the video."
Chen Qingqing turned around and glared angrily at the girl who had spoken: "She was raped because of her flirtatious behavior. You can tell from the car she was in that she hooked up with a rich guy."
"Is it reasonable that she was falsely accused of rape because she wanted money but didn't want to sell her body, and wanted to gain something for nothing? She just wanted to get a little something, but she was framed as a rapist?"
Others also started talking about it, saying, "I just saw her get out of a Maybach worth tens of millions of dollars."
"I ran into one a few days ago, but I didn't see the man in the car. I guess he's an old man."
"Didn't you guys watch the end of the video? The end was all photos of Jiang Yimian entering and leaving luxury cars and high-end clubs."
"Then it's normal for her to suffer like this. She's a hypocrite, pretending to be virtuous while being a prostitute. It's disgusting."
A smug look gradually appeared on Chen Qingqing's face. Jiang Yimian coldly swept her gaze over the crowd: "What can a single photo prove?"
Chen Qingqing: "Everyone knows you're poor, how could you possibly get into such a nice place? What else could it be but marrying a rich man?"
Jiang Yimian found it laughable, "When did I ever say I was a girl from an ordinary family?"
"Did I tell you? Or did I tell you all?" She stared at the crowd as if they were idiots, then turned to leave.
Jiang Yimian's temperament and aura were clearly extraordinary. Chen Qingqing looked at her back and saw arrogance and nobility.
A sudden panic gripped her. "How could you possibly be a rich heiress? You must be dreaming."
Jiang Yimian ignored it.
Feeling embarrassed by everyone's attention, Chen Qingqing gritted her teeth. With so many people around, she dared not do anything.
He stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Yimian's wrist, and pulled hard. Jiang Yimian saw that figure and immediately fell to the ground.
It was a dull thud as it hit the ground; you could tell how much it hurt just by hearing the sound.
Chen Qingqing was sneer a second ago, but was taken aback when she saw Bo Jinzhou.
Jiang Yimian's arm was supported, and when she looked up, she saw Bo Jinzhou's worried eyes and tense jaw, which was a sign that he was about to get angry.
Jiang Yimian stood up and said casually, "Why are you here?"
"This is the girls' dormitory."
Bo Jinzhou was followed by a group of people, including the principal, school leaders, and her mentor.
The scale of the event was enormous; everyone stood properly, and an invisible sense of oppression was palpable.
Chen Qingqing's face gradually turned pale. Who in Yanjing didn't know Bo Jinzhou?
How did Jiang Yimian come to know Bo Jinzhou?
Bo Jinzhou looked her up and down to see if she was injured. There were only some scratches on her palms. His expression turned colder as he stared at Chen Qingqing.
"Principal Fu, the school's atmosphere is getting worse every year."
Principal Fu stepped forward, his face somewhat grim. "Yes, President Bo is right. We will rectify the situation immediately."
Who is your advisor?
Chen Qingqing stammered, unable to speak for a long time, "I, I..."
“Principal, the whole school knows that Jiang Yimian is being kept by an old man. She has done something that disgraces the school, and she should be held accountable.”
Bo Jinzhou lifted his thin eyelids and coldly glanced at her: "My wife has me, why would she need to find an old man to keep her?"
Jiang Yimian suppressed a smile; this bastard was truly shameless.
Chen Qingqing was shocked to hear this. "No, that's impossible! You, aren't you a couple with the eldest daughter of the Jiang family? How could Jiang Yimian be your wife?"
Her next words came out in a scream, as if that gave her enough confidence.
Bo Jinzhou placed his hand on Jiang Yimian's shoulder, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Isn't the eldest daughter of the Jiang family right in front of you?"
A bomb was dropped into the sea, creating huge waves.
The crowd whispered among themselves.
Chen Qingqing took a step back. "No, no, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family is clearly Lu Yiwan."
"How could it be Jiang Yimian! We all know how well Jiang Yimian is living."
She muttered to herself, "How could it be her..."
Jiang Yimian walked up to her, and where Bo Jinzhou couldn't see, she raised a cold smile, her voice flat, even gentle: "My surname is Jiang, and Lu Yiwan's surname is Lu, understand?"
One sentence caused Chen Qingqing to fall to the ground. Jiang Yimian stepped back into Bo Jinzhou's arms, looked at Chen Qingqing trembling on the ground, pursed her lips, and said innocently, "Did I... scare her?"
Bo Jinzhou's expression brightened as he watched her actions. "She's just a coward; it's not your fault."
"Principal Fu, please give me a reasonable explanation for the video on the school forum. My wife's reputation has been severely damaged."
Principal Fu: "Don't worry, I will find out who is behind this as soon as possible."
Chen Qingqing was still sitting on the ground, muttering, "How could she be? How could she be the eldest daughter of the Jiang family?"
"Clearly, clearly Lu Yiwan said, said..." She bit her lip and didn't say the rest, but Jiang Yimian overheard her nonsense.
She stopped in her tracks. "Who? Who ordered you to do this?"
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