100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 290: Enchanting God

It's that feeling of being ostracized and despised by everyone again.

This shouldn't be happening. What should she be like? Fragmented images inexplicably flashed through my mind. That woman was so beautiful and so familiar, somewhat like me, but so much prettier, aloof, unrestrained and powerful.

Why did she see these images?

But when she tried to see those things clearly, the fragments slowly turned into powder and disappeared, leaving her standing there blankly.

"Ah, so Shen Jinhuan really is this kind of person. I thought it was just a rumor before."

"Hey, there's no smoke without fire. If she's really alright, who would be talking about her?" "Alright, you guys shut up."

"Wang Qi, what are you pretending to be a good guy for? What, you think you've got a chance? Let me tell you, that place is expensive. Taking someone out for one night won't cost less than a thousand."

What are you saying?!

"whispering sound."

"Dong dong dong."

"Come in." There was a knock on the door of the private room, and the boy who was closest to the door said, "Come in."

The waiter then opened the door.

As soon as Si Jiu appeared, the teachers recognized him.

Two years ago, the liquor company donated a laboratory building to the school free of charge.

"Mr. Si."

"Hello, Mr. Si."

"Mr. Si, what brings you here?" Si Jiu smiled politely at them. After all, they were his wife's teachers, and he couldn't be too impolite.

"I've come to pick up my wife and take her home." Si Jiu had already spotted Shen Jinhuan, who was pale-faced, in the corner.

A sudden pain shot through my heart.

No one dared to stop him until he reached her side.

"What's wrong? Who upset you?" I'll send him to hell, okay?

Si Jiu didn't know why she had such thoughts. Could she send those who had bullied her to hell?

He gently pulled her into his arms: "Husband will avenge you. Don't be afraid, just tell me."

In her 18 years of life, it seemed no one had ever shown her genuine kindness. This was the first time someone had spoken to her with such doting and protective words, appearing beside her and embracing her when she was lonely, helpless, and afraid. For the first time, Jin Huan mustered her courage, raised the sickle in her hand, and no longer faced the crowd with cowardice, isolation, and timidity.

“She bullied me for three years and spread rumors behind my back that I was unclean. The day my father sold me to Heaven on Earth, she took my picture, which I just showed to everyone, to show me that I was selling myself as a prostitute.”

"When I was in the first year of high school, he cornered me in the girls' restroom and tried to kiss me. I kicked him in the groin and ran away. After that, he kept spreading rumors that we had sex in the restroom. Just now he said that I've been used up so much, how could I still be selling myself like this!"

“When I was in my second year of high school, I saw her steal the class fund money from the class monitor. But there were only the two of us there. When the other students were about to leave, she grabbed my hand, cried ‘thief, thief!’ and accused me of stealing. I tried to explain, but no one believed me. Just because my family was poor, I became a thief. This accusation followed me for two years.”

"And him..."

She identified more than a dozen people, and Si Jiu listened attentively and took notes.

Of course, some people insisted on refuting this during the process.

However, after a glance at his superior, he became listless again.

Why is that man so terrifying? Anyone who looks into his eyes always feels a sense of fear that they are about to be dragged into hell!

Si Jiu was just about to leave with Jin Huan.

The gang leader, her face deathly pale, shouted, "What's so great about you? The woman next to you is a slut!"