She was driven away by her own mother at the beginning, and she became rich by cultivating immortals

Chapter 38 I Believe, Why Not

Yang Enfeng said without any emotion: "Okay, you guys can say whatever you want."

He walked over, snatched the letter from Zhu Yuanyuan's hand, and put it in his pocket.

Zhu Yuanyuan finally reacted, and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you kidding me?"

She was so nice to him, but he actually played tricks on her?
And she fell into the trap. How could she accept this!

Yang Enfeng was too lazy to argue, and before leaving, he said coldly: "Be a good person."

When the villagers saw Yang Enfeng leave, some kind-hearted people came over to take a look at the envelope.

He cried out "ouch", but didn't forget to grab it and show it to everyone.

"Isn't this written by Yanni's teacher a few years ago?"

"It seems so. We all saw it. I remember this word very clearly because it was written neatly, just like it was printed."

"I've seen the handwriting of the Yang family kid, but he can't write such good characters."

"So she not only steals letters, but also other people's envelopes?"

The handwriting of the two people is completely different, one is neat and the other is sloppy. You can tell which is right and which is wrong at a glance.

"Zhu Yuanyuan, do you have any shame to frame others like this?"

One of the loud speaker groups who couldn't stand it pointed at her and started scolding her.

Great, we have something to talk about again!

Zhu's mother's face was pale, and she felt a pain in her heart as she listened to everyone's voices of contempt.

She usually goesssips a lot, but she would never do such a thing.

Yuanyuan——

Zhu's mother looked at her daughter, so she really stole someone else's letter, and when the time came, she still slandered someone else's reputation.

At this time, Zhu Yuanyuan didn't care about the villagers' accusations at all. It was useless for her to explain at this point because things had already happened.

She just didn't expect to be tricked by the honest man Yang Enfeng, and she couldn't accept it for a while.

Yang Enfeng!
Zhu Yuanyuan was filled with hatred and wanted to kill him!

"Get out! Get out! You worry about other people's problems all the time, but you've already solved your own problems, right? Why don't you get out now!"

Mother Zhu roared, pulled Zhu Yuanyuan back into the house, and slammed the door.

"Tsk, you do shameless things and don't let anyone say anything about it!"

"I bother!"

"Alright, alright, let's all go."

……

Hearing the noise of the villagers leaving outside, Zhu's mother pinched Zhu Yuanyuan's arm and couldn't control the strength, "How could you do such a thing!"

Zhu Yuanyuan was confused and impatiently shook her off: "Mom, you pinched me and hurt me."

Zhu Yuanyuan lost his disguise, and there was some hostility and murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhu's mother was stunned and refused to believe it. Is this really her daughter?
How could the soft and sweet baby that she held in her arms when he was little grow up to be like this?

Is there something wrong with her education, or is her daughter a bad seed since she was young?

For a moment, she felt a chill down her spine and she seemed to have aged ten years.

After a long while, he whispered, "You've been on leave long enough. Go back to school tomorrow and don't come back for a while."

After saying this, Zhu's mother didn't wait for her response and returned to her room in a daze.

It wasn't until the door was closed that Zhu Yuanyuan came to his senses and looked back at the closed door.

Just pretend, you won't live long anyway.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanyuan also returned to the room and thought about the next strategy.

Seeing that Yang Enfeng was like this, she would definitely not choose him as her husband again.

Then you can go back to school first and look at the other things later.

As for the Jiang family, she still had to find a way to appease them, so she could only go there tomorrow.

After thinking it through, Zhu Yuanyuan lay down in bed and fell asleep quickly.

He didn't care at all how devastated and disappointed Zhu's mother next door was.

...Jiang Chuci, who didn't care about gossip, only learned what happened from Zeng Yanni the next day.

The villagers were so focused on Zhu Yuanyuan's evil intentions that few people discussed the love letter.

Zeng Yanni sat at the table, looking at Jiang Chuci practicing calligraphy, her face slightly blushing.

"Chu Ci, do you think that letter was really written to me?"

She knew better than anyone that the envelope was definitely not the one written by the teacher.

Because the envelope was still locked in the drawer by her, how could it have ended up in Zhu Yuanyuan's hands?

When Jiang Chuci heard this, he stopped writing and looked at her. Seeing that her expression was not right, he raised his eyebrows slightly. It turned out that it was not unrequited love.

The man is affectionate, and the concubine is interested.

And then they didn't know each other?

interesting.

Jiang Chuci pretended to be embarrassed and thought: "That should be it."

Zeng Yanni's face turned even redder: "Should I write a reply letter?"

As soon as the question came out, she immediately shook her head: "No, no, it would be too embarrassing if it wasn't written for me."

Jiang Chuci pursed her lips and tried to hold back her laughter: "Whether Yang Enfeng can imitate handwriting, others may not know, but since you were once deskmates, would you not know?"

It is for this reason that Zeng Yanni suspected that the letter was addressed to her.

Because the handwriting was imitated, there was a 90% chance that it was Yang Enfeng himself.

Zeng Yanni touched her red little face and her mind started to fantasize involuntarily.

What is she thinking!

Zeng Yanni patted her face shyly, put aside her thoughts and asked something else: "Do you have anything else to do this afternoon?"

"Practice calligraphy first, then review your high school textbooks."

Jiang Chuci lowered her eyes, and the corners of her eyes suppressed the radiant light in her eyes.

"Your handwriting has always been lovely. What's there to practice?" Zeng Yanni said seriously, holding her face with both hands.

Jiang Chuci looked at the ugly and crooked words on the paper: "..."

If she didn't know that Zeng Yanni had her own filter for her, she would have thought this was some new way of flattering her.

Only she can pronounce such an ugly word as cute.

What Jiang Chuci didn't expect was that Zhu Yuanyuan would come to see her in the afternoon.

At that time, she had just visited the medicinal fields and was walking on the road, not yet reaching her home.

When Jiang Chuci was stopped by Zhu Yuanyuan on the village road, she looked at her in surprise.

Zhu Yuanyuan's lips contained a bitter smile, his eyes were lost, and he said in a choked voice: "Sister Chuci, can you say a few words to me?"

Jiang Chuci nodded, not knowing what she was thinking of: "Okay, let's talk over there."

She was pointing to a remote path, and Zhu Yuanyuan followed without thinking twice.

The two stood face to face on the path and waited for Zhu Yuanyuan to cry for a minute.

She wiped her eyes softly and said aggrievedly: "You should know what happened yesterday. I was wronged. I don't know why it happened. It seems that good intentions can also lead to bad results."

After she finished speaking, her eyes, which were filled with tears, slightly raised.

He looked at the changing expressions on Jiang Chuci's face and saw that she was staring at him expressionlessly.

Zhu Yuanyuan seemed to have received a strong blow. He staggered a few steps, his back against the wall, covered his face with his hands, and sobbed softly.

There was an unspeakable sense of grievance in his tone.

"You don't believe me either, right? I really can't explain it clearly."

Jiang Chuci looked at him with a half-smile: "I believe it, why not?"

Zhu Yuanyuan:?

When she stopped crying, she looked up in disbelief.

Uncertainly asked: "Do you really believe that I am innocent? You are not trying to comfort me?"

(End of this chapter)