Teacher Yang seemed a little embarrassed. He didn't dare to look at Yu Ling and seemed somewhat wary of Ai Yue, which further confirmed Xiao Jin's suspicions.
This Ai Yue family must have some influence.
Teacher Yang usually wears dress pants and a shirt to work, but today she's dressed casually from head to toe.
Clearly, the previous video caused Ms. Yang to lose her job.
Having an intimate relationship with one's student, especially since Yu Ling should still be a minor at this time.
Now, Teacher Yang has only lost her job and can even go out and about. It must be because Ai Yue's family is pulling the strings that Teacher Yang dares not complain about Ai Yue.
Without her, Teacher Yang would probably be in prison working as a sewing machine by now.
Xiao Jin sometimes felt quite emotional.
Power is a wonderful thing, especially in smaller and more backward places. If you have power, you can really do whatever you want.
Zhou Lin suddenly kicked the big tree behind him and said impatiently, "It's so noisy, the laughter is awful."
The laughter stopped abruptly, and Ai Yue's face darkened: "What, feeling sorry for him?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? I liked her before because I thought she was innocent, but now I just feel disgusted," Zhou Lin said with a frown.
Inside the meeting room, someone's breathing became heavier again.
Upon hearing Zhou Lin's words, Ai Yue's displeasure vanished instantly, replaced by a wide smile.
"I knew it, your taste isn't that bad." Ai Yue tossed her loose hair aside, crossed her arms, and asked, "Alright, what do you want from us today?"
Yu Ling had heard so much profanity these past few days that she was numb to Zhou Lin's words just now.
"I'm leaving." Yu Ling's voice was indifferent, but surprisingly pleasant to hear.
"Fine, let's go!"
Yu Ling: "Before I leave, I want to see you one last time. I want to ask you something clearly. Aren't we friends? Why did you scheme against me?"
"Ha~" Ai Yue looked at Yu Ling in disbelief: "Friends? Hahaha, you think too highly of yourself. Who said I'm friends with you?"
Ai Yue raised her chin: "Are you worthy?!"
"Everyone in the school knows that Zhou Lin is my man. I only befriended you to see what you were really like, but who knew you were actually... incredibly stupid."
The face of an angel, yet the words that came from his mouth were more wicked than those of a devil.
Ai Yue slowly approached Yu Ling, looking down at her and tapping her chest with her hand: "Since you're lacking a man, then I'll grant your wish."
The camera was shaky, as if Yu Ling was trembling.
'Bang!'
Zhou Lin punched a tree and glared at Ai Yue: "Who said I'm your man? I've told you so many times, you're not my type."
"How boring! I'm wasting my morning hanging out with you guys. I might as well go back to sleep. I'm leaving!" Zhou Lin said, and strode away.
"But I never said I liked him!!"
Just then, Yu Ling cried out loudly from the other side.
"I don't like him, but I truly considered you my friend, but I never expected... I never expected..."
With his back to Yu Ling, Zhou Lin was stunned for a moment, then anger welled up in his heart, and his handsome face became somewhat distorted.
Zhou Lin suddenly turned around, strode angrily to Yu Ling, and grabbed her hair.
"Damn it, you bitch, you think I'm being too nice to you?"
"Pah!" Zhou Lin spat in Yu Ling's face, his eyes filled with resentment. "Let me tell you, it's your good fortune that I've taken a liking to you. You should be grateful and let me have my way with you."
"If you come with me, what can't you have? Food, clothes, toys, money—my uncle is Chen Jinwen, someone you normally wouldn't even see."
After saying that, Zhou Lin sneered: "What happens if you don't like me? You only deserve to be an old man's mistress. Now you're just a used woman, even if you kneel on the ground begging me to sleep with you, I won't take you."
The old man, Teacher Yang, lowered his head, his face in the shadows looking gloomy.
"Aaaaah, you bastard!" Yu Ling couldn't hold back any longer. She reached out and slapped Zhou Lin, leaving several bloody marks on his face.
"Ah! Ouch~ You bitch, you dare hit me!" Zhou Lin subconsciously let go of his hand and covered his face. He cursed and then kicked Yu Ling in the stomach.
Caught off guard, Yu Ling staggered backward, her head slamming into a tree trunk. A crisp, muffled impact echoed through the air.
Before she could even utter a shout, Yu Ling fell silent.
However, Zhou Lin and the others were completely unaware that Yu Ling was already dead. Seeing her beloved man being beaten, Ai Yue was furious and embarrassed.
"Zhou Lin, are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Ai Yue shouted at Yu Ling after saying that, "Do you want to die?"
After saying that, she angrily pounced over, grabbed Yu Ling's hair, and slapped her several times with her backhand.
It was at this moment that Ai Yue realized something was wrong.
She paused in her hitting motion, stared at Yu Ling in astonishment, and then slowly lowered her hand, causing Yu Ling's head to droop.
"Hey~ say something~" Ai Yue's voice trembled slightly.
She shoved Yu Ling quickly: "Stop pretending to be dead, get up now. Do you think this will make everything alright?"
At this moment, the others also noticed this side. They looked at Ai Yue's actions and seemed to realize something. The group of people opened their mouths wide and remained silent, their eyes filled with disbelief.
No way!
They pushed her again, and this time Yu Ling fell sideways to the ground, startling the others who screamed.
Zhou Lin was the first to react. He slapped the loudest follower and kicked Teacher Yang.
"Enough! Shut up! Are you trying to make the whole school know we killed someone by shouting so loudly?!"
The screams around them instantly fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.
Ai Yue and the others all looked at Yu Ling's motionless body, a great fear spreading in their hearts.
Teacher Yang is an adult and has seen a lot. If you were to ask who among them was the most afraid, it would definitely be him. He knows how serious a crime murder is, and naturally he doesn't want to take the blame.
He hurriedly waved his hand: "You, you, you mustn't talk nonsense. I didn't kill her. I didn't touch her at all. You're the one who beat her to death."
Because of Zhou Lin's background, the female followers didn't dare to say it outright, but they all had the same idea in their eyes, and they all cautiously glanced at Zhou Lin.
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