Woman 30: I regained my life after divorce

"What? Your dad came to school?" Song Qiang stared at Zhao Yang in horror.

Zhao Yang sighed, then patted the headboard and climbed up.

"What are you afraid of? I'll tell my dad about our relationship in a moment. I'm sure he won't make things difficult for me."

Song Qiang hugged the quilt and sat at the end of the bed, shivering. The thirty or so missed calls were like heavy stones pressing down on his heart.

He wondered what kind of punishment he would face and whether he would still be able to get his scholarship.

I thought so much, but I didn’t consider Zhao Yang.

In his heart, Zhao Yang did it voluntarily, and no matter what happened, it had nothing to do with him.

Looking at Song Qiang who was in a daze, Zhao Yang thought he was afraid of his father, and came up to him happily.

Patting his shoulder, he shouted: "Are you still scared? Don't worry, my dad won't make things difficult for you."

Song Qiang slowly raised his head, and what caught his eyes was Zhao Yang's thick body hair, which was much thicker than Song Qiang's.

Seeing this, Song Qiang felt a little sick. He wondered how hungry he must be to have had sex with this female gorilla-like creature.

Zhao Yang looked down at his body, then looked at Song Qiang's dazed eyes, and slapped him on the forehead.

"What are you looking at? I didn't see enough yesterday!"

Song Qiang swallowed the saliva that was about to come out.

Zhao Yang immediately laughed, "Why are you drooling? Am I in good shape?"

Zhao Yang showed off her muscular body. Due to years of exercise, her perfect body shapes made many men feel inferior.

However, Song Qiang doesn’t like women who look like men. He likes women with fair skin, beautiful faces and long legs.

It just so happened that Zhou Xinyao perfectly met all his fantasies, which was why he kept pestering her to the end.

Seeing that Song Qiang didn't answer, Zhao Yang asked leisurely: "How about we do it again?"

Song Qiang jumped off the bed holding the quilt, "No, no, it's almost time for class, let's go back to school."

"Oh, the teacher won't call the roll, so it doesn't matter whether you go or not."

Zhao Yang was lying on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, revealing his beautiful body.

But Song Qiang really had no sexual interest in her, so he quickly put on his clothes and prepared to go out.

"Hey, you really need to go to class!"

Zhao Yang supported himself on the bed with his hands, glared at Song Qiang and shouted.

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you!" Song Qiang said in a commanding tone.

"Humph, you are such a heartless person!"

Zhao Yang shouted angrily and stood up to tidy up.

The two of them didn't even wash up and walked quickly towards the school gate.

Song Qiang was afraid of being late for class, so he walked very fast.

If it were in the past, Zhao Yang would definitely be able to keep up with him.

But last night, the two of them tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, and Zhao Yang felt a little unwell, and his pace slowed down a lot.

"Hey, can't you wait for me?"

Zhao Yang stopped and looked at Song Qiang angrily.

Song Qiang turned his head and let out a long sigh.

"Sister, I beg you, class will start in less than five minutes, and I don't want to be remembered by the teacher."

"Then carry me~", Zhao Yang stretched out his hand and shouted with a smile.

Song Qiang had the feeling that a fierce Zhang Fei was acting coquettishly towards him.

He really couldn't hold it anymore.

"Carry me, carry me~"

Zhao Yang kept shouting in a coquettish manner.

Song Qiang could see that she would not let it go unless he carried Zhao Yang on his back today.

"Okay, I'll carry you~"

Song Qiang walked quickly to Zhao Yang, bent down and squatted.

"Hey, here I come!"

Zhao Yang jumped onto Song Qiang's back.

Song Qiang staggered and almost fell.

"Oh my god, sister, how heavy must you be!" Song Qiang said, holding his breath.

"I'm lighter now, only about 140 pounds."

"Oh my god, you're really strong."

Hearing that Zhao Yang was so important, Song Qiang's favorability towards her dropped a little.

It can be said that Zhao Yang is a complete negative figure in Song Qiang's heart.

However, Zhao Yang was completely unaware and was still immersed in the joy of one-sided love.

Just as the two were about to enter the school gate, a sharp brake sound came from behind them.

Song Qiang turned around subconsciously and saw a car parked less than five meters away from him.

He recognized it from the logo on the wheel. He didn't know the specific model, but he knew it was a Mercedes-Benz.

In that era, Mercedes-Benz was not as popular as it is now. A Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road would more or less attract a group of people's attention.

Especially someone like Song Qiang who has never seen the world.

At this moment, he was stunned.

Just as Song Qiang was stunned, the car door opened and a man who looked like a mountain gorilla walked over angrily.

"My dad, my dad..."

Zhao Yang exerted force, jumped off Song Qiang's back, and ran towards her father.

"Dad, are you really here?"

Zhao Yang's father glared at her with gritted teeth, then walked towards Song Qiang.

"You must be Song Qiang, right? Let me ask you, what is your intention in being with my daughter?"

"I……"

Song Qiang was just about to speak when he saw his counselor and the dean coming out from the back seat of the car.

“Teacher, you…”

"How dare you say that! Your teacher and I have been looking for you for a long time because we are worried that something might happen to you two."

Zhao Yang's father pushed Song Qiang hard.

"Dad~what are you doing!"

Zhao Yang immediately stood in front of Song Qiang, fearing that she would be bullied by her father.

"Tell me, you two haven't been to school since last night. Where have you been?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Zhao Yang held his chin high, looking like he was acting coquettishly and arrogantly.

"Tell me, where did you go?" Zhao Yang's father then asked angrily, pointing at Song Qiang.

"We, we..."

Song Qiang didn't dare to say anything, for fear of being beaten.

Seeing Song Qiang's embarrassment, Zhao Yang rushed to say: "Let's get a room, it's in the hotel across the street."

When Zhao Yang's father heard this, his face turned green with anger.

"What did you say? What are you guys...going to get a room for?"

"Of course it's sex, what else can I do?"

Zhao Yang shouted at the top of his voice, not feeling shy at all.

"You...shameless!"

Zhao Yang's father reached out and slapped her in the face.

There was a crisp snap.

Everyone was stunned.

"You dare to hit me? You dare to hit me..."

Zhao Yang rushed towards her father like crazy.

After the slap, Zhao Yang's father was also stunned. He had never hit his daughter since she was a child, even though this woman was a little too ugly.

After a moment's silence, Zhao Yang's father came to his senses.

"It's the father's fault if he doesn't teach his child well. It's because I spoiled you that you are so lawless."

Zhao Yang's father grabbed Zhao Yang's wrist, stretched out his other hairy hand and slapped him.

"Stop, don't hit her!"