"Oh, I know." Yun Qiao nodded thoughtfully, "Thank you, Jing. If you hadn't told me, I would never have thought that such an intelligent woman like her would do such a thing."
"You wouldn't think of it, no one would think of it," Zheng Jingjing said. "She was a top student at Jingcheng University and a newspaper reporter, so naturally people thought her words were authoritative. That's why when she first went to the studio to report it, she frightened the studio leaders."
"That actress was bullied terribly at first. Not only was her house smashed, but her hair was also shaved into a yin-yang style. If she hadn't jumped into the river and committed suicide, which escalated the incident and led to the investigation of the truth, who would have thought that this was a farce directed by Shen Qiyun?"
Yun Qiao was distressed when he heard this and asked, "So what happened to her later?"
"What else can we do next?" Zheng Jing shrugged. "Chen Qiyun lives here and has a strong background. Who can do anything to her?"
"It's just a farce, it's over."
Zheng Jing said, "That actress has married and moved far away."
Yun Qiao looked up in surprise: "So Shen Qiyun's ex-husband didn't marry her?"
"Marry her for nothing! Chen Qiyun's ex-husband wasn't a piece of shit. He didn't even show up when the actress was in trouble. If he had helped to clarify things right away, she wouldn't have been forced to jump into the river." Zheng Yujing snorted coldly, "Two different people can sleep in the same bed. Neither of them is a piece of shit."
Yun Qiao: “…”
As they were talking, Feng Juan came out of the kitchen carrying washed grapes. Upon hearing Zheng Jing's words, she asked, "Who are you talking about? Neither of us is a bitch."
Zheng Jing was afraid that her elders would hear her say bad things about someone behind their backs, and she pursed her lips awkwardly, "No, I didn't say anything about anyone."
Although Yun Qiao did not have this concern, he did not expose it directly, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to Zheng Yujing.
She reached out and picked a grape, tasted it, and said, "It's really sweet."
"I told you that the grapes grown by your sister Qiyun's family are sweet." Feng Juan greeted Jing with a smile, "Jing, have some too."
"Hey." Zheng Jing sat on the sofa stiffly.
The three of them ate grapes together, and Yun Qiao casually asked, "Mom, can you tell me about Sister Qiyun's ex-husband? I just met Sister Qiyun, and I'm really curious about their relationship."
"What's so strange about that? They were childhood sweethearts, but due to various practical reasons, they didn't make it to the end." Feng Juan said, "They've been divorced for six years, and every time they talk about it, it's just the same old things."
In front of Zheng Yujing, Feng Juan was not very willing to tell Yun Qiao about the ugly things happening in the compound.
In her opinion, the reason for Shen Qiyun's divorce was very shameful.
Yun Qiao asked, "Mom, what did Sister Qiyun's ex-husband say?"
"My last name is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Heping," Feng Juan said.
"What about his current wife? What's she talking about?" Yun Qiao continued, "Mom, tell me about her so that next time we meet on the street, I won't be completely clueless when I talk to her."
Feng Juan thought for a long time before saying, "Is it Zhao Qing or Zhao Yuan? I forgot. I've never met her. I just heard someone mention her when we were chatting, but I don't remember."
Yun Qiao: "When did Zhou Heping get married?"
"About three years ago," Feng Juan said. "I already have two children. Including the time it took to get pregnant, three years must have been more than enough."
Zheng Jing paused while eating grapes and almost choked on the grapes in her mouth.
“Three, three years ago!”
She coughed hard a few times before she was able to breathe smoothly.
"When was it three years ago?" Zheng Jing asked impatiently.
"It seemed like it was the autumn three years ago." Feng Juan thought for a moment.
"Oh my god!" Zheng Jing couldn't help but curse.
"The incident with the actress at our studio happened three summers ago. So, he ruined her reputation, and then he acted like nothing happened and married another woman within two months?!"
So what about that actress from their studio?
Unlucky guy?
Feng Juan looked at Zheng Jing with an angry expression, a blank look on her face: "Jing, what are you talking about?"
Yun Qiao glanced at Zheng Jing, and after getting her permission, he told Feng Juan what she had just said to him.
Feng Juan showed a surprised expression on her face: "There's such a thing?! How come I haven't heard of it at all?"
Yun Qiao said: "This is related to the reputation of Shen Qiyun and Zhou Heping, and their two families must keep it a secret."
"That's true." Feng Juan sighed.
"Qi... Chen Qiyun's actions were truly inappropriate. She and Zhou Heping had already been divorced for several years. No matter how Zhou Heping dated, it was not her place to interfere."
"No wonder Zhou Heping remarried so suddenly back then. There was no word of it beforehand. I guess his family wanted to cover up the scandal. On the one hand, they wanted to cover it up, and on the other hand, they wanted to put an end to Shen Qiyun's thoughts, so as to avoid any more trouble."
"In the end, it's just the actresses at our studio who are unlucky." Zheng Jing curled her lips. "She was just dating someone, but in the end, she couldn't even stay in Beijing anymore."
Feng Juan sighed, "It's hard to say. In recent years, some of the younger generation have indeed acted in a way that…"
"Try to have as little contact as possible."
*
In the evening, Yun Qiao sent Zheng Jingjing to the gate of the compound, watched her get on the bus of Cheng Cheng, and then turned around and returned home.
When I got home, Shen Qiyun from next door was standing at the door. She was holding a huge pair of scissors and pruning the branches of the roses planted in front of the door.
Seeing Yun Qiao, she smiled at her and greeted her, "Yun Qiao, are you sending your friend off?"
Yun Qiao nodded.
"Are you okay now?" Shen Qiyun smiled and waved at her: "Come to my house, I have something to ask you."
Yun Qiao hesitated and stood at the doorway without moving. "Sister Qiyun, if you have anything to say, just tell me here. It's a bit windy now, and it's quite cool standing at the door. The house is too stuffy."
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