Chapter 39: Being stuck in the box with Yan Baiqing
Chen Qing was so angry that he was shaking. He tore down the posters and tried to crush the unfounded rumors.
"Get out of here!" the landlord rushed over. "What kind of person could raise a child like you? Do you have any shame?"
At this moment, someone said, "She is an orphan."
The sound was neither loud nor low, just loud enough for the landlord to hear.
Her eyebrows raised high, and her words were harsh and vicious, "Your parents are dead, no wonder you have to sell your meat!"
Chen Qing's eyes were bloodshot, and she threw everything in her hand away. "It was your husband who molested her! The police are all—"
"Shut up!" the landlord slapped her.
Chen Qing wanted to fight back.
The landlord grabbed her arm and pulled it, breaking the button on her shirt.
She wore a vest underneath, but the marks on her collarbone and chest were completely exposed.
The landlord glared, his momentum growing stronger. “Look, look!”
Chen Qing turned his back and squatted, covering his hands while shivering.
The landlord refused to give in and insisted on beating her.
Suddenly, someone held her shoulders.
Chen Qing was terrified and knelt on the ground, curled up tightly.
"Qing'er." Yan Baiqing wrapped her in his coat and squatted down, "It's me."
Chen Qing's eyes were covered with tears, and his eyelashes poked his eyelids, making it difficult to see clearly.
She had tinnitus and couldn't tell whose voice it was.
I only smell the scent of pine wood.
Yan Baiqing didn't dare to touch her rashly. He turned around and called a female teacher, "You, take her to my car."
He was followed by several school leaders, who dispersed the crowd and asked security to control the disruptive landlord.
After clearing out the idlers at the building entrance, the school sealed off the dormitory building and urgently notified the counselors of each class to go to the dormitory for a meeting to prevent students from posting random messages online. Once discovered, they will be given a serious warning.
The noisy discussions faded away, but Chen Qing still refused to get up.
Yan Baiqing squatted with her and waited for her to calm down.
After a long moment, Chen Qing timidly raised his head, "Mr. Yan."
Yan Baiqing looked elsewhere, avoiding seeing anything.
After hearing the voice, his eyelids twitched, "Can you stand up?"
Chen Qing grabbed his clothes with both hands and glanced around.
Yan Baiqing lifted up his coat sleeves and said, "Put it on first."
After saying this, he stood up, his back broad and straight.
The shadow cast completely covered Chen Qing.
She put on her coat and tried to stand upright, holding on to the wall.
There were footprints of the landlord on her jeans. She slapped them, but the dust was wet and couldn't be wiped off.
Just like the observation and exploration of those people just now.
It is useless to explain or prove one's guilt based on public opinion and rumors.
Can't get rid of it.
Yan Baiqing heard the noise but didn't turn around immediately.
Until Chen Qing walked around in front of him, his eyes were red and swollen, "Mr. Yan, thank you——"
"Call me Bai Qing." He chuckled, "Did you forget?"
She opened her mouth but no words came out.
Bai Qing...
Too presumptuous, too intimate.
Yan Baiqing put his hands behind his back and said in a relaxed tone, "You promised."
Chen Qing pursed her lips and said tentatively, "Bai Qing, thank you."
She said it awkwardly, goose bumps appearing on her back.
Yan Baiqing was satisfied and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Have you had lunch?"
She shook her head.
"You can treat me to a meal as a reward, do you agree?"
Chen Qing has her own savings, and her part-time salary and scholarship are enough for her to live on.
But Yan Baiqing's status doesn't mean he can just eat a meal and be dismissed.
She checked her balance on the way and prepared her wallet for a huge loss.
The car stopped at Xianxuan Teahouse. Chen Qing remembered that this place was famous for its authentic Huaiyang cuisine. There would be folk art performances in the evening, and the Wu dialect was soft and melodious.
Jiang Jingyan brought her here for her birthday last year.
Yan Baiqing walked in front and the waiter led them to the private room.
After sitting down, he told them not to close the door.
It's not a good influence for a single man and a single woman to be together with the door closed.
The table was filled with food, and apart from Yan Baiqing occasionally introducing a few dishes, the two didn't talk much.
Don’t talk while eating.
Chen Qing ate very slowly. She was in a very bad mood and her mind was full of thoughts about how to cope with the situation when she returned to school.
She had no idea where the case was going.
During this period, the police station did not call her over again, and Jiang Jingyan did not mention it. She thought that the dust had settled.
The landlord suddenly came to the school——
A chill suddenly rose from the soles of Chen Qing's feet.
How did the landlord get in, and how did he find her dormitory building so accurately...
"Qing'er."
Chen Qing stared at a plate of green bamboo shoots on the table in a daze.
Yan Baiqing put down his chopsticks and raised his voice, "Qing'er?"
"Ah?" She turned her head awkwardly, "Mr. Yan."
"Mr. Yan?"
Chen Qing smiled awkwardly, "Bai Qing."
Yan Baiqing picked out a piece of clean fish, put it on a small plate, and handed it to her, "What are you thinking about?"
"without…"
He gripped the handle of the spoon and said in a calm voice, "I grew up surrounded by rumors."
Chen Qing was stunned.
I didn't expect him to talk about these private things.
After all, Mrs. Yan gave birth to a child out of wedlock, which is a big taboo in the circle.
Although the Yan family has been living away from home for many years, their reputation and status are still there, and no one will mention them, whether openly or secretly.
Even when discussing other things, no one dared to say anything about the life experience of the eldest son and grandson of the Yan family.
Of course, there will always be powerful people who don't care.
Yan Baiqing drank his soup slowly and said the second half of his sentence, "Qing'er, rumors are not that scary."
Chen Qing reacted.
He is comforting himself.
"You've never been afraid?" she asked curiously.
"It's not fear." Yan Baiqing leaned back in his chair, "It's worry."
Chen Qing was silent.
It makes no difference.
Yan Baiqing seemed to understand her thoughts and laughed, "All troubles come from within yourself. If you don't pay attention to them, they won't cause you any trouble."
Chen Qing tried to understand this sentence.
He drummed his knuckles on the armrest and stared in silence.
Someone passed by the box door, and the two of them looked over subconsciously.
With just a glance, Chen Qing bumped into the soup bowl in panic.
Tang Xiaoming was closer and saw her first, so he stopped and said, "Yo——"
Jiang Jingyan, who was walking in front of him, glanced sideways when he heard the voice, and his expression darkened for a moment.
Among the people present, only Yan Baiqing remained calm.
He extended the handkerchief to his right, raised his hand slightly, and said, "Mr. Xiao."
He looked at Jiang Jingyan again without saying anything.
The two of them had a bad time last time, and according to seniority, it was Jiang Jingyan who should have said hello first.
Chen Qing was so panicked that his breathing became disordered. He wiped the soup off his body and licked his lips.
I inexplicably feel guilty about being caught cheating.
Jiang Jingyan remained motionless, looking at her, but he said to Yan Baiqing, "Senior Brother, what a coincidence."
He took the initiative, and Yan Baiqing didn't put on airs. He nodded and said, "Are you leaving now? If you missed it this time, you can put it on my account next time."
Tang Xiaoming leaned against the door frame and said, "After not seeing you for so many years, Pachinko is still so generous."
Chen Qing calmed down at this moment. She lowered her head, remained silent, and reduced her presence.
They exchanged pleasantries and said goodbye.
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Jingyan took a small step inside and said in a leisurely tone, "Chen Qing, what are you doing here?"
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