Zuo Tingting was embarrassed at an exam and then sent by her parents to her grandmother’s house in the countryside to reflect.
Unable to endure the harsh life there, she ran back home a week ago.
In a rage, her parents wanted to send her back, but she acted coquettishly and promised to do all the housework until she found a job, which finally appeased them.
She usually bought groceries at the small market behind Phoenix District.
The day before yesterday, she heard that the big market near the first high school was cheaper, so she got up early these past few days to save money.
She had not encountered Meng Chuyue before.
But today, it was such a coincidence that Shen Ci was buying groceries with Meng Chuyue for the first time, and she saw them.
Watching Shen Ci occasionally tug at Meng Chuyue’s sleeve and feed her breakfast filled Zuo Tingting’s heart with flames of resentment.
She quickly bought her groceries, hid to the side, waited for Shen Ci and Meng Chuyue to finish and left, then followed them from a distance to Jimei Fruit Store.
Zuo Tingting knew about the fame of Jimei Fruit Store.
Although she, having just returned from her grandmother’s place, did not know about Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci being the top students in this year’s college entrance exams and their business partnership in a tutoring class, the large advertisement at the store’s entrance with "Teacher Meng, Teacher Song" as the signees explained everything.
Zuo Tingting’s eyes reddened with urgency; she stomped her foot and immediately concocted a malicious plan.
At noon, Shen Wenhao and Su Jinnian appeared at the entrance of the fruit store.
Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci had already set up the table for them on the third floor.
Originally wanting to provoke Shen Ci, Shen Wenhao, smelling the aroma, decided to eat first before causing trouble, for the sake of the mood.
Meng Chuyue had indeed only made them shredded pork noodle soup.
Not even a fried egg.
However, she and Shen Ci were very generous and joined them for the meal.
Because the taste of the noodles was so divine, not only were Shen Wenhao and Su Jinnian without complaints, but they each also had two large bowls.
Actually, they could have had three bowls, but there weren’t that many.
After finishing the noodles, Meng Chuyue served them a fruit salad made with ordinary fruits, and then went to the tutoring class in the back.
This was pre-arranged by Shen Ci.
After Meng Chuyue left, Shen Ci softly said to Su Jinnian, "Brother Su, I have something to discuss with Shen Wenhao, could you please sit downstairs?"
Su Jinnian nodded, "I was just about to pick some fruits."
After Su Jinnian left, Shen Wenhao chuckled dryly, "Shen Ci, if I’m not mistaken, Meng Chuyue is your girlfriend, right? Su Jinnian is just providing cover for you, correct?"
Shen Ci didn’t answer him; instead, he smirked and put a tape into a new recorder, "Listen to this recording first. After you’re finished, you won’t be so smug."
Shen Wenhao didn’t know what Shen Ci was plotting, but ever since he found out Shen Ci was the top scorer in the college entrance exams, he no longer dared to underestimate him.
He even regretted not being tougher earlier on, to have thoroughly crushed Shen Ci.
He quietly sat down to listen, and soon the voice of his older brother, Shen Wenxiu, came from the recorder.
"Are you sure the person who stabbed Qin Weilan to death has already drowned? Could it be a facade?"
Then came the voice of Shen Wenxiu’s confidant, Shen Kun, "Positive, his family is certain."
"Good, that’s settled then. Remember, don’t let Wenqiu and Wenhao know about this, to avoid any slip-ups."
Shen Wenhao was stunned.
He had always bullied Shen Ci because of his mother, but he had never thought about committing murder.
However, this tape, even if it couldn’t convict Shen Wenxiu, could seriously harm the Shen Family. Why didn’t Shen Ci hand it over to the police, but instead let him listen to it?
He was about to speak, but Shen Ci gestured for him to be silent, "There’s more, don’t rush, just keep listening."
Shen Wenhao pondered for a moment, pressed his lips tightly, and continued to listen.