Wei Zhou kowtowed three times to Jiang Qing.
Usually calm and steady, his eyes were red now, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
"My parents divorced during my adolescence, and the family misfortune made me extremely rebellious. In my freshman year of high school, I got into fights, caused trouble, spent all my time in internet cafes and bars, smoked, and drank. I did it all."
"My parents thought I was beyond saving, but you didn't give up on me. You helped me with my homework and took care of me like a mother when I was sick and had no one to look after me."
"But what the hell did I do? I actually forgot your kindness and pushed you into the heart of the storm. I'm worse than an ungrateful wretch!"
Wei Zhou slapped himself hard a few times.
Jiang Qing stepped forward, wanting to grab Wei Zhou's hand, but she couldn't touch him.
Looking at the students she had educated and nurtured, there was no longer any resentment in her eyes.
It wasn't their fault.
It was Shu Ti who had bewitched them.
They were victims too.
"And me. I was so blinded by love back then, falling for a little thug, and even almost jumped into the river to commit suicide for him. It was Ms. Jiang who ran to the bridge in the middle of the night and talked to me for a long, long time before pulling me down."
"Later, Ms. Jiang took me to find that thug, and I realized he only wanted to play with my feelings and never intended to be serious with me," a girl behind Wei Zhou said, her face covered in tears.
After the girl finished, another boy said with trembling lips, "In my sophomore year, I secretly spent all my family's money on in-game currency. It happened right when my mom had an accident and needed surgery. After borrowing from relatives and friends, we were still short of a sum. When Ms. Jiang found out, she didn't hesitate to lend our family all her savings."
"Ms. Jiang was so good to us, she practically gave us her heart, yet we indirectly killed her!"
The students in the classroom cried their hearts out.
Standing at the classroom door, Wen Yan, the Si family, Qu Weiyang, and Jiang Qing's boyfriend Wen Hao all wiped away tears.
Jiang Qing walked to the podium, picked up a piece of chalk, and drew a heart on the blackboard.
"Students, you will always be Ms. Jiang's pride. Don't feel guilty, and don't be sad. Ms. Jiang is already content in this life to have educated such an excellent and outstanding Class Ten!"
Wei Zhou looked at Jiang Qing, whose figure was becoming increasingly transparent. He wiped the tears from his face, stood up, and stumbled over to Wen Yan. "Miss Wen, is there any way to stop Ms. Jiang from vanishing into thin air? I'm willing to give up my lifespan!"
"Me too!"
"Me too!"
"Our whole class is willing to sacrifice our lifespan to pray for Ms. Jiang."
Wen Yan furrowed her brows. "Download the Ksitigarbha Sutra now, silently recite the scriptures, and sincerely pray for Ms. Jiang!"
The students of Class Ten immediately did as told. Not only did they pray for Ms. Jiang themselves, but they also used social media platforms to mobilize everyone around them to pray for Ms. Jiang.
Wen Yan didn't know if this would really work, but after half an hour, Ms. Jiang hadn't vanished.
Ms. Jiang felt the summon of the soul reaper. Originally, her sins were so heavy that she couldn't even enter hell.
Ms. Jiang walked up to Wen Yan and bowed deeply to her.
"Miss Wen, thank you."
Wen Yan nodded. "Ms. Jiang, behave well when you get to the underworld, and strive for a chance at reincarnation."
Ms. Jiang nodded.
...
The incident at Yisha Academy officially came to an end.
Wen Yan felt more exhausted this time than any other time she had observed drama.
She needed to rest well for a few days after going back.
"Miss Wen, thank you so much for this time." Qu Weiyang took the initiative to hug Wen Yan.
After spending time with Qu Weiyang, Wen Yan found that she wasn't as aloof as she appeared on the outside. She gently patted Qu Weiyang's slender back. "Call me Yanyan from now on. By the way, Weiyang, I have to remind you of something."
Qu Weiyang raised an eyebrow. "Tell me."
"Be careful of your boyfriend."
Before Qu Weiyang could react, Wen Yan had already left with the Si family.
Qu Weiyang's boyfriend was a rich second generation from Heng City. He had started pursuing her when she was still in the police academy.
She was twenty-four this year, and he had pursued her for nearly three years.
Perhaps moved by his perseverance, Qu Weiyang only agreed to be with him in the first half of this year.
He was gentle and considerate, modest and polite, without the slightest air of a rich heir.
Qu Weiyang was busy with work, and sometimes they couldn't meet for half a month, but he never complained.
Other than not liking him enough, Qu Weiyang really couldn't find a single fault with her boyfriend.
Why exactly did Wen Yan tell her to be careful of her boyfriend?
Feeling uneasy, Qu Weiyang decided to visit her boyfriend's apartment.
She had the fingerprint lock passcode to her boyfriend's apartment. After opening the door, she walked straight in.
This apartment was over three hundred square meters. Her boyfriend had said this was the matrimonial home he prepared for her.
Seeing the leather shoes and flat shoes at the door, Qu Weiyang narrowed her eyes slightly.
If she guessed correctly, the leather shoes and flat shoes belonged to her boyfriend and his sister, respectively.
After changing her shoes, Qu Weiyang walked towards the living room.
Her boyfriend and his sister were not in the living room, so Qu Weiyang walked towards the bedroom.
Hearing voices coming from inside, she was just about to call out to them when she suddenly heard a sentence:
"Don't worry, I will propose to Qu Weiyang soon. After marrying her, I'll make her pregnant immediately. Then, her umbilical cord blood will be able to save you."
What???
Was there something wrong with her ears, did she hear it wrong?
"If you marry her and have a child, will you really not develop feelings for her?"
Fu Huai'an pulled the frail woman in front of him into his arms, his palm stroking her hair. "Your dad and my dad were comrades in arms back then. Your dad sacrificed himself to save my dad. My parents told me since I was young that I have to be responsible for you when I grow up. If it weren't for the fact that Qu Weiyang's blood type is a match for yours, I wouldn't have pursued her for so many years."
"How is she feminine at all? Although she looks pretty, she's cold all day long and does a tomboy's job. Sometimes when she's busy investigating a case, she doesn't even shower for days. How does she look like a woman?"
"My heart has always only belonged to you—"
Before he could finish speaking, a foot suddenly kicked over from behind him.
Fu Huai'an stumbled a few steps and almost fell.
His face turned livid. Just as he was about to scold angrily, his pupils shrank when he saw clearly the person who kicked him. "Weiyang?"
Wasn't she busy investigating a case and had no time lately?
Why did she come over suddenly?
Qu Weiyang had the face of a mature, elegant woman, glamorous and cold. Her eyes glared at Fu Huai'an like icicles. "Fuck you, Fu Huai'an!"
Fu Huai'an opened his mouth. He was just about to explain when a hard slap was suddenly thrown across his face.
"Weiyang, it has nothing to do with Huai'an, it's me..."
Before the green tea girl could finish speaking, she also received a slap.
"Shut up. You usually call each other brother and sister in front of me, but it turns out you've been hooking up in private for a long time. Who are you trying to disgust?"
"Fu Huai'an, we are breaking up. Remember, it's me dumping you, not you dumping me!"
