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"Xiao Tang, what's the matter?"

"A wildcat."

After a few seconds, when it was determined that there was no sound outside, Yang Qingheng squatted on the ground, holding his heart and breathing heavily.

The man next to him obviously didn't expect to be let go, and said strangely: "Do you know him?"

Yang Qingheng was too lazy to pay attention to him.

He asked again: "What should we do now?"

"Are you afraid now? Wait until we leave." Yang Qingheng laughed angrily. Mr. Xu was really crazy, leaving his business to this idiot.

I don't know how long it took, but a familiar male voice came from outside: "Come out, they're gone."

Yang Qingheng patted the dust on his pants and stood up quickly.

"Officer Tang, thank you just now." She bent her eyes at the people outside.

Tang Bainian couldn't help but laugh at her embarrassed look: "Come out quickly and take you home."

Yang Qingheng nodded, waved his hand to the second fool inside, and followed Tang Bainian with his lips curved in a flattering way.

"You're quite courageous." Tang Bainian joked, taking advantage of the gap in driving to glance over at her.

Yang Qingheng touched her nose in embarrassment: "The timid will starve to death, and the bold will die of starvation. I want to be a full-blooded ghost."

Tang Bainian was amused by her playful look: "I've helped you so much today, so why don't you call me Officer Tang? We can be considered friends after all."

Yang Qingheng was always unfamiliar in front of him. It was rare to hear her speak so easily, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Then...Tang Bainian?" Yang Qingheng's tone was stiff.

Tang Bainian nodded, obviously very satisfied with this title.

Before leaving, he suddenly said: "My aunt said her birthday is on the [-]rd. Do you have time to come to my house for a meal?"

"Okay." Yang Qingheng didn't care.

I plan to tidy up the antiques under the bed when I get home tonight and choose one as a birthday gift.

Zhou Shuwen helped her with so many things, and Tang Bainian also helped her once today. He should express it no matter what.

Tang Bainian curled his lips in pleasure and waited until she entered the village before reversing the car and driving back.

classroom.

Yang Qingheng took out a lunch box from his bag.

He Qinqin curled her lips and said, "You give it to him every day and don't eat it. If it doesn't end up in Fang Nan's stomach, you might as well give it to me directly."

Yang Qingheng was funny: "I don't bring you one every day, why are you still thinking about this?"

"Then you can't give this cheap man Fang Nan an advantage!" He Qinqin attacked indiscriminately, "I think you just fed Song Hengjue too much. Look at his indifferent attitude. This is the attitude of a husband. Really?" No stranger is so cruel.

He actually let Yang Qingheng climb half a mountain to fetch water alone under his nose. He was simply unmanly!

Yang Qingheng comforted her for a few words and went out.

She searched around the next door but couldn't find Song Hengjue. She couldn't help but frowned. Where did he go so early in the morning?

Fang Nan's eyes lit up and he rushed up at a brisk pace: "Sister-in-law, you are also delivering breakfast to Heng Jue today, right? Just give it to me and I will give it to him when he comes back."

Yang Qingheng was silent for a moment, then handed him the lunch box. She couldn't help but asked: "Is the breakfast I made delicious?"

"It's delicious, of course it's delicious. I make it every morning..." Fang Nan's mind twitched, then he realized it and laughed dryly, "It must be delicious. I see Brother Heng eating so deliciously every day."

Yang Qingheng felt relieved and nodded lightly: "Okay, this is for you to eat."

After eating a love lunch made for her husband and being caught on the spot, Fang Nan pinched the lunch box and was so embarrassed that she almost couldn't find a crack in the ground to get in.

"By the way, please give him a message for me." Yang Qingheng turned around.

"What?"

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When Song Hengjue walked in, he saw Fang Nan with a constipated expression on his face. He asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

"My sister-in-law asked me to bring you a message."

Song Hengjue looked at him lightly: "You don't need to tell me what she said."

It was just asking him to go home more often, which made him upset.

Fang Nan hesitated before speaking: "Brother, I think you must listen to this today."

Song Hengjue looked at him coldly: "What are you talking about?"

"Wild pigs can't eat fine chaff."

Song Hengjue:......

After Yang Qingheng delivered the lunch box, he walked aggressively to the canteen downstairs. He ran out of pencils and went to buy two.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that people kept looking in her direction along the way, whispering to each other in a furtive manner.

Suddenly an ominous premonition arose in his heart, Yang Qingheng frowned and quickened his pace.

Soon I saw a group of people gathered in front of a bulletin board. Someone noticed her coming and looked at her up and down with very contemptuous eyes.

Some people covered their mouths and snickered, whispering to the people around them.

Yang Qingheng knew without guessing that it was definitely not a good thing. She squeezed through the crowd and got in through the gap. When she saw the big-character posters and photos posted inside, she was so angry that she was confused.

[Yang Qingheng, a senior in Mingxi Middle School, was having sex with another man while she was married to Song Hengjue, a second-class student. She was a man of many talents and was very promiscuous.]

Finally, I attached a photo of her and Tang Bai in the car the night before last.

The angle is tricky, it looks like two people kissing in the car!

Yang Qingheng's face was so cold that he tore off the photo and the big-character poster with a bang.

"Who posted it?"

Everyone laughed maliciously.

"You dare to do this, and you're still afraid that others will post it."

"Tsk, tsk, you're such a mean woman, it's so embarrassing to be in the same school as you..."

"So this is the reason why Song Hengjue doesn't want to talk to you. You really deserve it..."

……

Cheng Kai rushed in from the outside, pointed a stick at everyone, and shouted: "If anyone says one more thing, I will pull out your tongue!"

Cheng Kai's family background was known to most people in the school, and besides, this was a master who could do what he said, so everyone kept their mouths shut in a sensible manner.

But in my heart I muttered.

Cheng Kai might not have an improper relationship with her, this woman is really disgusting.

Yang Qingheng squeezed out of the crowd and walked to the classroom holding the big-character poster. From a distance, she saw Du Ling standing at the door, and her heart skipped a beat.

"teacher."

Du Ling nodded and glanced at the big-character poster in her hand: "You already know everything, classmate Yang Qingheng, please go home and take a break from school for a while, and come back when things calm down."

Yang Qingheng frowned: "Teacher, I am not that kind of person. This matter is not what you think."

He Qinqin was also anxious: "Teacher, the college entrance examination will be in two months. If you let Qingheng go back now, wouldn't it be a waste of studies? Please be accommodating."

"Classmate Yang Qingheng, the teacher also believes that you are not that kind of person, but this is the school's decision, and the teacher cannot keep you here privately. You should go home first." Du Ling was embarrassed.

But Yang Qingheng couldn't see any trust in her eyes.

It is rare to see a camera these days, and there is no such thing as misalignment. Normal people must subconsciously feel that this thing is true, and believe it without a doubt.

She pursed her lips and moved away: "Okay, teacher, I'll pack my things and go home later."

Du Ling nodded and walked towards the office.

She didn't take He Qinqin's words to heart at all. Yang Qingheng's grades have improved a lot since she came to school recently, but there is still a long way to go before taking the college entrance examination. There are still two months left, and she doesn't think Yang Qingheng can catch up, so she can't come. The results of coming to school are the same.