Chapter 96 Shanghai's Rich Young Lady
If she hadn't caught a cold, she wouldn't have bothered coming to Shen Wanjun's house.
Shen Wanjun leaned back slightly, keeping her distance.
He asked, "Comrade Bai, is there something you need?"
Are you here to see Song Zhan again today?
You're really persistent!
Song Juan brought over a pack of tissues and threw it on the table with a bang.
"My brother is busy, he doesn't have time."
Bai Lu's true intentions were not too obvious, so Song Juan directly prevented the two from having any contact.
Bai Lu was treated this way, but she wasn't angry at all.
"Song Juan, you're overthinking it. I'm here to see your sister-in-law."
Fearing Song Juan wouldn't believe him, he added, "Your brother is a married man. If I go to see him, won't people gossip?"
Song Juan rolled her eyes rudely, "Sister, you didn't have this awareness the last few times you came."
Did the sun rise in the west today?
Song Juan couldn't understand what she was planning, but she didn't dare to let her guard down.
She ran to the study and said to Song Zhan, "Your sister-in-law told you to study hard and not to come out unless necessary."
Song Zhan heard the commotion outside and nodded with a smile.
Is his wife jealous of him again?
Song Zhan was secretly pleased, his lips pursed in a wide smile, knowing how much his wife cared for him.
After closing the study door, he picked up a pen and began to write a love letter to Shen Wanjun.
Seeing that her brother was obedient, Song Juan felt much relieved.
No matter how much trouble Bai Lu causes, her brother's attitude is correct.
That way, my sister-in-law won't be angry, and if she's not angry, the whole family will be happy.
Song Juan was still worried about Shen Wanjun dealing with Bai Lu alone, so she took out a sweater and sat down to knit it.
He didn't stop working, and he also listened attentively to the two people talking.
Always ready to help Shen Wanjun, she was as wary as a hedgehog.
"Comrade Shen, have you heard the gossip in the compound?" Bai Lu asked.
Shen Wanjun: "Which thing are you referring to?"
There's a ton of gossip going around in the compound.
Bai Lu twisted her body, looking quite embarrassed, and said, "They're spreading rumors about me and Battalion Commander Zhang."
"Oh, that matter has already been investigated and clarified, and Wang Ming has apologized."
"If apologies were enough, what would be the point of laws?"
Bai Lu bit her lip and said aggrievedly, "Wang Ming has ruined my life."
Bai Lu poured out her grievances, giving Wang Ming a thorough dressing-down, and even blaming Hao Yan and Hao Mei as well.
"Do you think Political Commissar Hao is biased? She only made Wang Ming apologize and did nothing else."
Shen Wanjun said, "If you feel it's unfair, you can go to Political Commissar Hao again."
What are you doing here? Do we know each other that well?
Bai Lu suddenly started sobbing and pulled out a lot of tissues to wipe her nose.
"I just don't understand why the whole world is targeting me?"
Once Bai Lu starts talking, she can't stop.
She said that the children in her class had colds, and she got infected because she insisted on working.
Even after being infected, I couldn't rest and continued to work while sick.
She also said that Wang Ming was trying to steal her job and that Hao Mei was an accomplice.
Shen Wanjun listened attentively to her story, expressed her sympathy in a faint tone, and then glanced at her watch.
"Comrade Bai, is there anything else?"
Go on your way, it's tiring talking to you.
Bai Lu suddenly grabbed Shen Wanjun's hand and said, "Comrade Shen, why are you so hostile towards me?"
Shen Wanjun tilted her head and sneered, "What do you think?"
Don't you know what you're really thinking?
How dare you ask this question?
If it were anyone else, they would have kicked Bai Lu out long ago. It's only because she's broad-minded that she's still willing to listen to her for a few words.
If it weren't for Song Zhan's reputation, Shen Wanjun wouldn't have wronged herself like this.
Shen Wanjun cursed Song Zhan inwardly—your white moonlight came knocking on your door, and you just hid away and left me to clean up the mess.
In the study, Song Zhan sneezed a few times for no apparent reason. He rubbed his nose and continued to chew on his pen, frowning in deep thought.
Bai Lu was stunned and remained silent for a long time.
She changed her sitting posture and sat up straight.
He said in a businesslike tone, "Comrade Shen, the main reason I came here today is to talk to you about our party."
Bai Lu originally wanted to become good friends with Shen Wanjun so that she could visit her often.
This way, I'll have more opportunities to meet Song Zhan.
But right now, Shen Wanjun is completely ignoring her and is even hostile towards her.
Bai Lu had no choice but to settle for second best and get down to business.
“Go ahead,” Shen Wanjun said.
Bai Lu took out a notebook and said, "The songs will be chosen from these few for now. I'll dance and you guys will sing along."
Shen Wanjun gave her a knowing look; sure enough, she was up to her old tricks again.
She lets others be supporting characters while she shines as the star.
"You're not going to wear that black lace bodysuit again this time, are you?" Shen Wanjun asked with ill intent.
Bai Lu blushed with anger: "This is a serious performance."
"So, the last cultural performance wasn't proper?"
"you……"
Bai Lu's chest heaved, her eyes wide, as if she had never expected Shen Wanjun to be this kind of person.
"I thought Comrade Shen was different from others."
"We are all people who eat grains, and I am no more noble than anyone else."
This only proves that the masses have discerning eyes, and no one is a fool.
“Let’s go rehearse now, and call Comrade Dang Xianghong.”
Bai Lu stormed out of Song Zhan's house, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Dang Xianghong happened to be on her way to Shen Wanjun's house when she saw Bai Lu and frowned.
The two passed each other without saying a word.
Shen Wanjun pulled Dang Xianghong along and said, "Bai Lu wants us to go to the rehearsal."
Dang Xianghong's two children are still hospitalized, so she has little energy to rehearse.
But this was a task assigned by her superiors, and she couldn't refuse.
The two arrived at the auditorium, and Bai Lu quickly assigned tasks to the group.
Shen Wanjun was assigned to sing the bel canto and high-pitched parts.
"Comrade Shen, I heard you studied abroad and speak five languages?"
Bai Lu spoke loudly, attracting the attention of many people.
The people rehearsing all stopped and looked this way.
Shen Wanjun hesitated for a second before saying, "I don't know how."
"Oh, how is that possible?"
Bai Lu didn't believe it and said to the person next to her, "You guys don't know, Comrade Shen speaks foreign languages very fluently."
"Comrade Shen, would you like to show everyone? Let us country bumpkins have a look."
"Let's see what a real Shanghai heiress looks like."
Shen Wanjun could easily see that Bai Lu was setting a trap for her.
She successfully framed Lu Ming with an English magazine, so she naturally knew that speaking a foreign language was a huge crime in this era.
It will not be labeled as a special W, nor will it be slapped with the big hat of capitalist behavior.
Bai Lu was so certain of her identity and accurately stated that she could speak five languages, which shows that she had put in a lot of effort.
Some things can't be hidden, so Shen Wanjun could only bite the bullet and say, "Pregnancy makes you stupid for three years. I can't even remember all the pinyin now."
"Foreign languages sound awful and awkward, while our Chinese is strong, clear, and easy to pronounce."
"Don't you all agree?"
Shen Wanjun did not answer Bai Lu's question directly, but instead indirectly told everyone that she looked down on foreign languages.
Whether she will or not is no longer so important.
Sometimes, attitude is more important than facts.
Dang Xianghong said, "That's right, why sing in a foreign language when you can sing perfectly well?"
He looked at Bai Lu with a serious expression and said, "Comrade Bai, I think you have some ideological problems. Should I ask the political commissar to give you a lecture?"
Dang Xianghong was still wearing a mask because she had just returned from the hospital.
Bai Lu couldn't see her expression, but she could see a pair of intimidating eyes.
Her eyes rolled back and she suddenly fainted.
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