"Love letters?" Wang Peng asked with a smile.
"I don't know, I haven't read it yet." Du Lei's face turned even redder as he turned away and opened the love letter.
Soon, the shyness on her face disappeared, replaced by confusion and doubt.
"What's wrong, bro?" Wang Peng leaned closer to see what was written on the letter.
"It's nothing, my classmate Feng Lingling just asked me to borrow money." Du Lei left in a hurry.
Wang Peng watched him walk into the main room and immediately frowned. "Feng Lingling! It's actually Feng Lingling!"
Feng Lingling was Du Lei's wife in his previous life. She cheated on him many times, and neither of their children were Du Lei's biological children.
In his past life, Du Lei shared his dating story with Feng Lingling, which began when the boy stole money to pay for the girl's tuition.
Wang Peng's brows furrowed even more. "No, we can't let Du Lei follow the same path. We have to find a way to make him see the true colors of that scumbag woman."
He went to the next room and found Du Lei, and said with a smile, "Brother Lei, after we sell the watermelons tomorrow, let's go find your first love, Feng Lingling."
"I'm not going." Du Lei poked his head out of the house. "Girls are shy, I'm afraid something might happen. Brother Peng, don't get involved in this."
"Fine, I don't care. Go to sleep. Tomorrow, go to the usual spot to sell melons." Granny Wang carried the white cat into the house.
That night, Du Lei couldn't sleep, tossing and turning.
He sat up, turned on the light, and took out the love letter from under his pillow.
Feng Lingling first confessed her feelings in a letter, and then borrowed money from him to pay her tuition.
She was admitted to Ping'an County No. 3 Middle School, where the tuition fee was 180 yuan. Her father made it clear that he would not pay her tuition and forced her to go to the south to work.
But in her love letter, she said that she wanted to go to school, and if she went to work in the south, she would never see her beloved Leilei again, and she would cry.
Du Lei was deeply moved by the cheesy words and took out the love letter to read it again.
"Lingling is only sixteen years old, how can she go to work?" Du Lei couldn't bear it and stared blankly at the locked cabinet.
The cupboard contains the money Grandpa made from selling watermelons.
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