Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

When Jiang Weidong received Jiang Weiguo's letter of condemnation, he felt a moment of guilt.

But when Jiang Weiguo said he had found a suitable partner, Jiang Weidong breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but grin.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng, after discovering that Jiang Weidong had written an application but then nothing happened, couldn't help but go to him to inquire.

"You mean this? I've thought about it, and I still can't bear to leave this place, so I'm not planning to go."

Jiang Weidong laughed it off and didn't tell him the truth.

Qin Feng didn't believe him and looked at him suspiciously, "Don't joke with me, what's the reason? Did Qin Wangyuan use connections to get in?"

"No, don't make wild guesses. Don't worry, even if I don't get into military academy, the first invitation will still be yours!"

Qin Feng is a master of gossip; any secret that reaches him can't be kept hidden for long, and he can spread it even to the military dogs at the base.

Therefore, Jiang Weidong did not intend to tell him, lest he offend his superior and have a hard time in the future.

Qin Feng rolled his eyes. Who cared about that? He was mainly annoyed by Qin Wangyuan. Since Jiang Weidong was unwilling to tell him the truth, he would find out for himself.

On the other side, Lin Wangshu couldn't wait to open the letter written by Jiang Weidong, which was a way to relax in her busy life.

Jiang Weidong somehow got hold of a floor plan of the family compound, and he scribbled on it to mark out the uses of several rooms.

Then he sent it to Lin Wangshu so that she could design their future home herself.

After Lin Wangshu revised the document according to her own wishes, she sent it back to him. The two of them kept doing this back and forth, enjoying it immensely.

Last time, Lin Wangshu added a small bed to the study, but Jiang Weidong firmly disagreed when he saw it.

She even wrote a letter, saying that Lin Wangshu was plotting to make him sleep in the study after marriage, and expressed strong condemnation towards her.

After reading the letter, Lin Wangshu smiled, her lips pursed. That was indeed what she thought; this person was quite clever.

However, since she didn't want to sleep in the bed, she could just sleep on the floor if they argued in the future, Lin Wangshu smiled slyly.

Just as she was about to reply to Jiang Weidong, the dormitory door was suddenly kicked open, and Shen Jiaojiao threw herself onto the bed and started crying.

Lin Wangshu had never seen her cry before, let alone be this heartbroken. Looking at He Xiao and Song Jing, who were equally confused, Lin Wangshu picked up a handkerchief and went over to them.

After a long period of comforting, Shen Jiaojiao finally lifted her face. She picked up a handkerchief to wipe her tears and sobbed as she explained the reason.

It turns out that she went to the department store with Qin Wangyuan today because Shen Jiaojiao found it troublesome to buy ready-made clothes instead of having them made from fabric.

She saw a white dress she liked today and asked the sales clerk to show it to her, but the sales clerks' attitude towards customers these days is hard to describe.

When he handed the dress to Shen Jiaojiao, he had a strange smile on his face, and his eyes looked at Shen Jiaojiao with a hint of disdain.

Shen Jiaojiao was a little angry when she saw this, but Qin Wangyuan was still standing there. Although he seemed a little absent-minded, Shen Jiaojiao didn't want to ruin her image in his eyes, so she could only endure it.

So she held the dress up against herself and asked Qin Wangyuan in a sweet voice, "Brother Wangyuan, what do you think? Does it look good?"

Qin Wangyuan glanced at it only once and nodded perfunctorily, "It's alright."

Shen Jiaojiao pouted in dissatisfaction, but before she could speak, she heard the sales clerks behind her whispering.

"I told you she wasn't a decent person, didn't I? Look at the way she talks to men."

"That's right, nobody wants to talk to her, but she's still throwing herself at them."

"She has to work even if she doesn't have to pay him. She's obviously someone who lives off men. If she doesn't pay him, men won't be willing to spend money on her."

Their voices were soft, but Shen Jiaojiao had sharp ears and heard them clearly.

At first glance, Shen Jiaojiao didn't realize that the person was talking about her. After she realized it, she was so angry that her face turned red.

In a moment of impulsiveness, she threw the dress in her hand at the faces of the sales clerks, deftly flipped over the counter, pointed at them, and said, "What did you say? Say it again!"

Shen Jiaojiao had been pampered and spoiled by her family since she was a child. When had she ever heard anyone humiliate her like this? At this moment, the finger she was pointing at them was trembling with anger.

The sales clerks were taken aback. They were known for their gossip, but usually no one dared to argue with them. This was the first time they had encountered such a reckless girl.

Knowing they were in the wrong, they stammered and couldn't say anything. At this moment, Qin Wangyuan also realized what was happening and frowned when he saw Shen Jiaojiao's aggressive manner.

The crowd gathered to watch the commotion, which made Qin Wangyuan feel even more embarrassed. "Shen Jiaojiao, what are you doing? Come out here right now, aren't you ashamed?"

This was the first time Qin Wangyuan had ever spoken so many words to her in one sentence, and it was indeed to criticize her. Shen Jiaojiao felt extremely wronged.

"Do you know what they're saying about me? What gives you the right to criticize me like this?"

One of the young sales clerks, seeing that none of the men accompanying Shen Jiaojiao were on her side, grew bolder and muttered under her breath, "That's for sure. What kind of decent person can a woman who likes white dresses be?"

The dress that Shen Jiaojiao had her eye on was a white "Dacron" dress. When worn, the color of the underwear could be vaguely seen through the dress, so girls who wore this kind of dress were often regarded as promiscuous by idle people.

But Shen Jiaojiao had never heard of such a thing. She only liked the dress because it looked nice. Now, seeing the saleswoman continuing to humiliate her right in front of her, she was shocked.

She slapped the speaker across the face. "You've gone too far! Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that? I can make you lose your job right now!"

Shen Jiaojiao was so angry that she lost her temper, and her voice became sharp and shrill.

Qin Wangyuan didn't hear what the sales clerk said; what he saw was Shen Jiaojiao bullying others, a behavior he detested the most.

"Shen Jiaojiao, you've gone too far! Apologize to her right now!"

Shen Jiaojiao turned her head in disbelief. She was the one who had been wronged, but Qin Wangyuan sided with an outsider instead of her.

Meeting Qin Wangyuan's eyes, the disgust and impatience within them instantly pierced Shen Jiaojiao's heart. Tears streamed down her face as she remained silent, biting her lip and staring at him with a stubborn expression.

Qin Wangyuan felt uneasy under her gaze, but he still steeled himself and looked away, saying to the sales clerk, "I'm sorry, she has a bad temper. Please don't mind her. Don't worry, we'll compensate you. Please don't call the police."

The saleswoman who was hit covered her face and didn't dare to say a word. She had already realized that Shen Jiaojiao's background was probably not simple, and she was scared.

Upon hearing Qin Wangyuan's apology, he quickly waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, I understand."

The onlookers were initially quite supportive of Shen Jiaojiao, after all, they had been suffering from these people's mistreatment for a long time, and Shen Jiaojiao's slap was exactly what they had been dreaming of doing.

Who knew that Qin Wangyuan would apologize first? Now Shen Jiaojiao was in a difficult position, which meant that she was actually the one who was wrong.

Hearing the whispers and pointing fingers around her, Shen Jiaojiao felt that they were all mocking her. She was extremely disappointed in Qin Wangyuan, picked up her bag, swept the items off the counter, and cried all the way back to the art troupe.

Qin Wangyuan, standing behind him, sighed helplessly and rubbed the corner of his eye with a headache. When will this Shen Jiaojiao ever grow up?

Despite his disappointment, he had no choice but to spend money to cover up Shen Jiaojiao's mess.