"Do you go back every week?" Wan Dongcheng asked.
"Yeah." Zhao Xinlan nodded, "My mom is afraid I’ll spend money recklessly, so she only gives me enough living expenses for a week. If I don’t go back, I won’t have any money for the next week."
"Make a call home and say you won’t be coming back this week." Wan Dongcheng took out ten yuan from his pocket magnanimously, "Take this money, for next week’s use."
"Teacher Wan..." Zhao Xinlan was dumbfounded; she had never held so much money at once.
"Hurry up and tuck it away, it’s not good if others see," Wan Dongcheng warned.
Li Shiping’s gold bracelet had sold for eleven hundred yuan. He had only spent a few dozen yuan, and now he still had over a thousand yuan on him, he was habitually playing the big shot.
"Thank you, Teacher Wan."
Zhao Xinlan quickly stuffed the money into her pocket, excited and nervous like a thief, her heart pounding all the way back to the dormitory, still not having calmed down.
Zhou Siyu was discussing with Tian Caiyan about exposing Shen Mianmian on Saturday. Seeing her come in, she only glanced casually and didn’t notice her unusual behavior.
She had intended to make herself look good in front of Tian Caiyan, telling her that with all their meddling, Shen Mianmian might very well be expelled from school. Tian Caiyan was initially very pleased, but lying in bed later, another thought arose in her mind.
Hadn’t Zhou Siyu previously taught her how to ingratiate herself with Lu Siyuan? If she went to tip off Lu Siyuan, his impression of her would surely improve drastically.
Theft was a serious matter; even if Shen Mianmian was on guard, she was bound to be expelled, and she would be seen as the good person.
With this in mind, Tian Caiyan secretly made up her decision.
Leaving the school, Wan Dongcheng didn’t head straight home but instead went to find some agents. He ended up running all over Licheng, and yet no one dared to help him sell the house.
It was only at that moment that he realized Li Yue had sabotaged his efforts.
He returned home furious, and Pan Huiyun, unaware of what had happened, rushed to complain, "Dongcheng, as soon as you left today, Li Yue came by. He wants you and Li Shiping to divorce. His whole family is unreasonable, bullying us country folks. You have to sell the house quickly!"
"The house can’t be sold now." Wan Dongcheng said, his face turning green with anger, "Li Yue has tipped off others, now no one dares to buy the house."
"What?" Pan Huiyun’s face changed, and she started cursing, "That Li is trying to drive us to our deaths! I’ve said long ago, Li Shiping is bad luck, you should’ve never married her."
"What’s the use of saying all this now?" Wan Dongcheng said with impatience, "Li Yue will definitely come again tomorrow. I’m going to hide out for a few days. Remember, don’t open the door for anyone, and if someone forces their way in, you cry, make a scene, and threaten to hang yourself."
"Alright, don’t worry, no one is getting their hands on this house," Pan Huiyun promised through gritted teeth.
Right now, their family had nothing left but this house.
Wan Dongcheng packed a few clothes and left the house.
Now that the Li Family was pressuring him , he truly had no way to deal with them, but he had other methods to make it difficult for the Li family.
Didn’t Li Julin think highly of Shen Mianmian? What if he made it so that Shen Mianmian could no longer attend school, couldn’t study?
Wan Dongcheng had no other way to deal with the Li Family; he just wanted to stall the divorce for now, get Shen Mianmian expelled, and once everyone was preoccupied with her affairs, they would naturally leave him be.
Perhaps in ten days or half a month, Li Shiping might not want a divorce anymore. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱