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Chapter 88 Which other Miss Lin is there?

After returning home, Lin Yao carefully placed the bouquet of red roses in a vase and put it on her bedside table.

Whenever she saw those beautiful flowers, a sweet feeling welled up in her heart, as if she had returned to that romantic evening.

Lin Yanqing was also immersed in the joy of his successful confession. He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and the image of Lin Yao accepting his proposal kept flashing through his mind. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Meanwhile, Jiang He, clutching her acceptance letter, hurried home. Her steps were light, her lips curved into a wide smile, and her eyes sparkled with joy.

Although it was just an admission notice from a technical college, for Jiang He, it was the culmination of countless days and nights of hard work, and the dawn of her dream becoming a reality.

As soon as she entered the house, Jiang He couldn't contain her excitement and shouted, "Dad, Mom, I received my college acceptance letter!"

Upon hearing the sound, Mr. and Mrs. Jiang, who were busy in the yard, immediately stopped what they were doing, and their faces lit up with simple yet radiant smiles as they hurried over to greet them.

Jiang's mother quickly wiped her hands on her apron, her eyes full of anticipation, and accepted the admission notice from Jiang He.

Father Jiang stood to the side, his eyes fixed on the red cover, as if he were gazing at an incomparably precious treasure.

However, Mr. and Mrs. Jiang had spent their entire lives in this quiet little village and knew very little about the outside education system, and couldn't even distinguish between undergraduate and associate degrees.

They only saw the eye-catching words on the admission notice and were filled with the belief that their daughter had been admitted to a top university. Joy instantly bloomed in their hearts like fireworks.

Jiang's father's eyes gleamed with pride as he said in a loud voice, "Our daughter is truly outstanding, getting into such a good university!"

Mother Jiang beamed from ear to ear, saying repeatedly, "Yes, this is a joyous occasion, we must celebrate it properly!"

Mr. Jiang immediately put down his farm tools and turned to inform his relatives and friends in the village, while Mrs. Jiang quickly went into the house and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the firecrackers that had been stored for a long time.

Before long, men, women, and children from the village came one after another, and the small courtyard instantly became lively, filled with laughter and congratulations.

"Old Jiang, your daughter has really made you proud! She's sure to have a bright future!"

Uncle Wang's hearty laughter echoed in the yard. Father Jiang smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits, and he replied repeatedly, "Thank you for your kind words! My Hehe has been sensible since she was little, and she studies hard. Now, she's finally reaping the rewards."

Jiang's mother warmly greeted the guests, "Come in and sit down, we're going to have a good time today!"

Jiang He stood in the crowd, her cheeks slightly flushed with shyness and joy. Looking at the familiar faces around her, she was filled with emotion.

With a shout from Jiang's father, "Let's set off firecrackers!"

The children cheered excitedly and ran to the center of the yard.

Father Jiang lit the firecrackers, and the crackling sound of the firecrackers instantly rang out, crisp and loud, as if announcing the joy to the whole village.

The smell of gunpowder from firecrackers filled the air, mingling with people's laughter and chatter, creating a joyful scene full of lively atmosphere.

Next, everyone started helping to set up the banquet. The men moved tables and set out chairs, while the women busied themselves in the kitchen, chopping vegetables, stir-frying dishes, and plating them, each doing their own job.

Before long, a variety of steaming farm-style dishes were laid out on the table. The braised pork was tempting in color and exuded a rich aroma; the stir-fried vegetables were emerald green and tender, making one's mouth water; and there was a large pot of delicious stewed chicken soup, its fragrance so enticing that it whetted one's appetite.

The guests sat around the table, raising their glasses to congratulate Jiang He.

"Hehe, study hard in college and find a good job in the future. Don't let your parents down," said Grandpa Li, a respected elder in the village, earnestly. Jiang He nodded seriously, her eyes filled with determination: "Grandpa Li, I know. I will definitely work hard."

As everyone enjoyed the delicious food, they shared anecdotes from their lives, and laughter echoed through the courtyard.

Looking at the lively scene before her, Jiang He was filled with mixed emotions.

She knew that she had not been admitted to the top university in the eyes of others, but her parents' joy was so real and her fellow villagers' blessings were so sincere.

In this small village, this joy has nothing to do with the level of the university; it only concerns hard work and hope.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the guests started chatting.

Some people recalled funny stories about Jiang He's childhood in the village, which made everyone burst into laughter; others shared their children's experiences studying away from home, providing Jiang He with some valuable advice.

"Hehe, if you encounter any difficulties at school, just tell your family. The whole village will support you."

Aunt Zhang said warmly. Jiang He's eyes welled up with tears, and she said gratefully, "Thank you, Aunt Zhang, thank you everyone. I will remember this."

In a joyful and peaceful atmosphere, Jiang He felt an unprecedented warmth and strength.

Jiang He sat beside the old telephone, holding the receiver tightly in her hand. After hesitating for a long time, she finally dialed Lin Yanqing's number.

The phone rang a few times, then an unfamiliar voice came through: "Hello, who is this?"

Jiang He paused for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Hello, is Lin Yanqing here? I'm his... friend."

The nanny on the other end of the phone was new and didn't know that Lin Yanqing had a wife in the countryside. When Jiang He asked, she replied without hesitation, "He went to see a movie with Miss Lin."

Jiang He's hand tightened suddenly, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the receiver, her heart feeling as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand.

"Miss Lin? Which Miss Lin?"

Jiang He tried her best to make her voice sound calm, but her slightly trembling tone still betrayed her inner panic.

The nanny casually replied, "Who else could it be but Miss Lin? It's Lin Yao, of course. They often go out together, and they have a very good relationship."

After saying that, he seemed to think that there was no point in saying more, so he quickly hung up the phone.

"Beep beep..."

The busy tone on the phone sounded like heavy sighs echoing in Jiang He's ears.

She sat there, frozen, her mind blank. Had Lin Yanqing and Lin Yao gone to the movies?

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into her heart.

Jiang He's mind conjured up the image of Lin Yanqing and Lin Yao walking into the movie theater side by side, chatting and laughing, with Lin Yao affectionately holding Lin Yanqing's arm, while she remained completely unaware of what was happening.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn't understand why her husband, who had once sworn eternal love to her, was now so intimate with another woman.

Jiang He bit her lip tightly, forcing back her tears. She knew she couldn't give up so easily. She decided she had to find out the truth and ask her face-to-face.