Lin Yue turned to look at Song Yunzheng, who shook his head innocently, indicating that he knew nothing.
"Since you find that ring so conspicuous, why bother about who the buyer is?" Meng Wanning paused slightly, her gaze shifting between Lin Yue and Song Yunzheng, a bitter smile in her eyes. "Lin Yue, you already have him, and all I want is this. Why can't you even be this magnanimous? Besides, that ring should have been mine..."
"Teacher Meng!" Lin Yue interrupted her sharply.
"I've made myself perfectly clear, I'm not selling the ring. Say whatever you want, I'm just petty. Please leave." They've been broken up for so long, what's the point of buying it? To wear it every day and be reminded of him? Lin Yueguang felt disgusted just thinking about it!
Meng Wanning lowered her eyes sadly, sighed softly, and when she looked up at Song Yunzheng again, her eyes were slightly red, as if she had suffered a great injustice. "Ah Zheng, is that what you think too? I just want to get back what originally belonged to me. I have already lost you..." Her voice trembled slightly.
“Anything that wasn’t handed to you isn’t yours, never has been.” Song Yunzheng pulled Lin Yue behind him, looking at Meng Wanning with cold indifference and distance.
Her repeated use of the phrase "things that originally belonged to me" was just a way of deliberately provoking the young girl. She used to be innocent and kind, but now she's scheming and manipulative. After eight years abroad, she's naturally learned many survival skills, which he can understand. Similarly, he's no longer the naive and ignorant boy he was eight years ago. In fact, his scheming and methods are certainly more sophisticated than hers.
Meng Wanning's heart sank to the bottom. "What did you say?" She couldn't believe her ears. Song Yunzheng would actually say such a thing.
“The ring is mine, and Lin Yue is my wife. She can do whatever she wants with it. She doesn’t want to sell it to you now, and the money has already been transferred back to you.”
Song Yunzheng suddenly turned around, took out five red 100-yuan bills from his wallet on the entryway cabinet, and handed them to her. "Consider this compensation for your taxi fare."
Meng Wanning stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the man before her, the man she had loved for over a decade, who had humiliated her with five hundred yuan for the sake of his wife! How heartless he was! He could stop loving her so easily, forget her so easily!
Before returning home, she thought she had let go, but the moment he appeared before her, her heart began to pound uncontrollably. After falling in love with him, she couldn't see anyone else. But he treated her like a stranger, not even sparing her a warm glance.
"You really dote on her, you indulge her in everything." Meng Wanning forced a bitter smile, "I won't bother you anymore." She turned and left, tears streaming down her face.
"Wait!" Song Yunzheng suddenly called out to her.
Meng Wanning froze on the spot, her empty and lifeless eyes suddenly sparkling with a faint light, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.
"I'm going to say a few words to her, I'll be right back." Song Yunzheng cupped Lin Yue's face and gave her a light kiss on the lips.
"Hey you..." Lin Yue stomped her foot angrily as she watched his retreating figure.
At the elevator entrance, Meng Wanning tilted her head back, looking at Song Yunzheng with anticipation.
"Don't say anything irrelevant in front of Lin Yue in the future; you won't get anything out of it." Song Yunzheng frowned, his tone as cold as ice.
Meng Wanning was stunned for a moment. After realizing what was happening, she squeezed her eyes shut. The feeling of falling from the mountaintop into the abyss was like being pierced by a thousand arrows, making it hard to breathe.
"Ah Zheng, what do you mean? What did I say to her?"
"Lin Yue is not someone to be trifled with. She's very smart, although she can be impulsive at times. You've been targeting her openly and secretly, deliberately saying ambiguous things to her to mislead me into thinking there's something between us, isn't that just to provoke her?!"
"I..." As her teacher, what's wrong with paying more attention to her in class!
Before she could even speak, Song Yunzheng retorted, "Don't tell me you just think she's good at studying and that's why you pay more attention to her. Why did you buy the ring, and why did you have to come to pick it up in person? I know exactly what you're thinking. I just don't want to expose you."
"Song Yunzheng! How could you think of me like that? Lin Yue must have exaggerated to you, right? Don't you know what kind of person I am? You've never acted like this when we were together." Meng Wanning's emotions gradually became agitated, and she shouted loudly.
Lin Yue, like a kitten, lay on the doorway, eavesdropping on their conversation.
Faced with her emotional breakdown, Song Yunzheng remained expressionless and said calmly, "That's all I wanted to say. I hope that you can stay away from Lin Yue outside of class time. You need to understand one thing: things are over between us. If you can do what I said, we can still be friends. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Are you warning me?" Meng Wanning's body trembled uncontrollably from excessive excitement.
Song Yunzheng sounded somewhat helpless, but his tone remained calm, "Yes! I just hope that nothing will affect Lin Yue."
Meng Wanning tried to calm herself down and sighed deeply, "Don't worry, I am a teacher, and she is not my only student."
Song Yunzheng nodded in satisfaction. "Okay, you can go back now. I won't see you off." After saying that, he turned around and walked back without hesitation.
Meng Wanning stared wide-eyed at his gradually disappearing figure, her heart aching so much that she could barely stand, as if she were about to collapse to the ground at any moment.
“He never loved you as much as you think!” Amy’s words to her once echoed in her ears like a thunderclap.
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