Outside the teachers' dormitory of Jiangcheng Middle School.
"Fu Qing, why are you ignoring me?" Zhao Qingqing tugged at the man's sleeve plaintively.
She wore a pure white dress, and in the drab campus, she looked like a blooming lotus flower.
Pure and flawless.
Every male comrade who passed by cast envious glances at Fu Qing.
"What's up."
Fu Qing coldly pulled out her sleeve.
This attitude towards strangers saddened Zhao Qingqing, and tears welled up in her eyes, dripping from the corners of her eyes.
"I...I'm your boyfriend, can't you be a little gentler with me?"
Fu Qing glanced at her face indifferently, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
Crocodile tears!
So cheap.
He slowly peeled off the gauze from his face. "I really like this scar. Do you like it?"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Qingqing took a step back, "I..."
The next second she saw Fu Qing's mocking look, and she immediately said, "I don't mind."
Although she was indeed somewhat unattractive, she wasn't a superficial person.
Fu Qing saw all of her reactions and felt both bored and disgusted.
"I have something to do." With that, he walked past her, picked up his books, and left.
Zhao Qingqing was very angry. "Fu Qing, you stop right there."
Fu Qing, who had already strode far away, seemed not to have heard anything. She didn't even stop walking, let alone stand still.
"Aaaaaah!"
Zhao Qingqing was furious, but she couldn't bear to yell at him.
He then grabbed a passing woman and said viciously, "Why is Fu Qing so cold to me? Did you, you slut, seduce her...?"
The woman panicked, "No, no, I didn't, I didn't."
Who in the school doesn't know that Teacher Fu has a crazy girlfriend?
She comes from a very good family; anyone who dares to seduce Teacher Fu would be courting death.
Only shallow gay men would be envious.
Zhao Qingqing pinched her arm hard, calmed down, and realized that something was wrong.
Although Fu Qing was indifferent before, he would never be this impatient with her.
Someone must have seduced him.
Thinking this, his expression instantly turned ferocious.
"Comrade... can you... can you let me go?" The woman struggled a couple of times in fear.
Zhao Qingqing instantly changed her expression, smiling gently as she pulled out a hundred yuan and stuffed it into her hand, saying, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
"Can I do you a favor? This hundred yuan is your reward."
The woman stared wide-eyed at the money.
This is a hundred dollars, not one dollar.
That's equivalent to more than three months of her salary.
He nodded quickly, "Yes, yes."
A hint of disdain flashed in Zhao Qingqing's eyes. "Keep an eye on Teacher Fu for me. See which women are getting close to her."
"Write down all the names and give them to me later."
When she inadvertently met Zhao Qingqing's eyes and saw the deep chill in them, the woman couldn't help but shiver.
A chill rose from the bottom of my heart.
Zhao Qingqing looked at her gently, but there was no smile in her eyes. "Can you do it?"
The woman nodded hurriedly, muttering, "Yes, yes."
"Don't disappoint me," Zhao Qingqing chuckled. "You should know... my money isn't so easy to take."
After saying that, he strode away.
The woman watched her retreating figure and clutched the money in her hand tightly.
Money, which should be the thing that makes people happiest, somehow makes her unhappy.
The Zhu family.
Ever since Zhao Weiguo beat her the night before last, Zhao Mei has refused to go home no matter what.
After being discharged from the hospital, he followed Zhao Qingqing to the Zhu family to recuperate, and he is currently applying medicine to his face.
"Ouch~ It hurts so much!" Zhao Mei grimaced.
"That bitch Lin Xiaoxiao, just you wait!"
"Qingqing, you're back?"
"Bang!"
The moment Zhao Qingqing entered the room, she grabbed something and smashed the television in the living room.
"Qingqing?" Zhao Mei was stunned.
A TV worth over a thousand yuan, smashed just like that?
“Auntie…” Zhao Qingqing threw herself into Zhao Mei’s arms and burst into tears.
Zhao Mei asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Why are you crying for no reason? It's bad luck.
She knew her niece's character all too well.
Zhao Qingqing said bitterly, "Why doesn't Fu Qing like me? Why?!"
“That woman is dead, he has to like me, Aunt, please help me, you must help me.”
Zhao Mei is still quite sensible when it comes to dealing with other people's affairs.
"Controlling people is not difficult, but controlling what people like is extremely difficult."
"Besides, don't you have him completely under your control? As long as you're with him, who cares if he likes you or not?"
Zhao Qingqing snorted, "Aunt, you don't understand."
Fu Qing was gentle and refined, and apart from her uncle Qin Yushen, she had never seen anyone more handsome than him.
She is so beautiful that she seems otherworldly.
Besides, she liked him because she had seen how gentle and considerate he was to Huang Ya-wen.
She tried every means to keep him by her side, but she couldn't get a single bit of his tenderness or favoritism.
She was unwilling to accept it.
Is she even less than a dead person?
“Fu Qing has never accepted me; someone must be seducing her,” Zhao Qingqing said coldly.
Zhao Mei didn't care at all. "Whoever seduced him, just kill that bitch, won't that solve the problem?"
Zhao Qingqing smiled, "As expected, Auntie understands me best."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
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