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Wen Tingli's heart was pounding. Mrs. Qiao was very decisive in doing things.

After handing the things to Wen Tingli, the man turned around and left without wasting a moment.

"Little Orange." Wen Desheng looked up weakly in the ward, "Are the police here?"

"No, it was a gentleman from the school who came to see me. I am going to transfer to the Practical Girls' High School, you see."

Wen Desheng was not happy at all. Instead, he was shocked: "Why do you want to transfer schools suddenly? Did someone in school bully you?"

"No, the school recommended me because I had good grades."

Mrs. Zhou thought for a while and clapped her hands happily: "Oh, I know this school. The eldest daughter told her classmates a few days ago that this school is the best girls' middle school in the city."

"Dad, did you hear that? Even Mrs. Zhou knows this school is good. If someone really bullies me, how can I transfer to such a good school?"

Wen Desheng's expression eased a little, and he tried to take a closer look at the acceptance letter in Wen Tingli's hand. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the lease contract underneath and asked hurriedly, "What is this?"

"Oh, I found a new house. You still remember our school's kind-hearted teacher, Ms. Huang. When she heard that our house lease was about to expire, she took the initiative to help me contact a close friend. Now the lease has been signed, and I don't have to worry about the house anymore."

Before her father could take a closer look at the names of the landlord and tenant, she quickly put the contract away. Wen Desheng was still suspicious, and then he heard the girls talking in the corridor: "Excuse me, which ward is Mr. Wen Desheng staying in?"

Wen Tingli hurried out, but it was Huang Yun who came with his classmates. Her chest felt hot: "Teacher Huang, Qizhen, Aisha, why are you here?"

"We are here to visit your father. Is he feeling better?"

"Better."

As soon as they saw Wen Desheng, they knew something was wrong. Both his gray complexion and swollen body showed signs of his vitality being exhausted. They tried their best to comfort him with a few words and put down the fruits and other things they had brought.

Huang Yun quietly pulled Wen Tingli aside: "Your father..."

Wen Tingli lowered her head, and Huang Yun patted her shoulder shyly: "If you need any help, just tell me, teacher."

Wen Tingli nodded gratefully.

"By the way, I heard that the school has transferred your enrollment to Shiwu?"

Wen Tingli showed Huang Yun her transfer acceptance letter.

"That's great." Huang Yun was overjoyed, then said bitterly, "It's a pity that the teacher couldn't help at all from beginning to end."

"Don't say that! You ran around the school all day yesterday for my sake! I'm so glad to have a teacher like you who has a strong sense of justice."

Huang Yun smiled bitterly: "Students have encountered unfair things in school, and as a teacher, I should fight for the students. Fortunately, the matter has been resolved, otherwise I would have resigned in anger. By the way, you haven't been to class these few days, so don't fall behind in your studies. I asked them to bring you the notes."

Liu Qizhen and Chen Aisha handed a thick stack of notebooks to Wen Tingli. The two said nothing, but this simple sincerity still touched Wen Tingli's heart. She didn't know what to say for a moment. She stroked the cover of the notebook and murmured, "Thank you."

Liu Qizhen said hurriedly, "Look at you, we are good friends, and good friends should help each other. When you go to report to the practical work, Baoxin and I will go to visit you."

"Have you seen Baoxin?"

"No, she's been locked up at home by her mother. It's said that her family won't let her out until her brother's wedding is over. By the way, Baoxin asked us about you on the phone a few days ago. She's very worried about your situation. Tingli, you didn't misunderstand Baoxin, did you? You know how powerful the elders of the Qiao family are. Baoxin has no choice. She said she'll look for you as soon as she gets out of the house."

Wen Tingli shook her head: "I have never blamed Baoxin, but I think Mrs. Qiao will never allow her to come to see me again in the future. If you can contact Baoxin later, please tell her for me that I am very grateful for her concern for me."

Until the group said goodbye and left, Wen Tingli was still standing in a daze at the hospital entrance with the stack of notes in her arms. As soon as she returned to the ward, she raced against time to copy the notes.

While studying at Xiu De, she had always done very well in English because she often represented the school in various drama performances, but her Chinese and mathematics were at best below average. Now, with only two months left until the joint entrance examination, she had to go all out to have a chance of getting into university.

Xiao Taozi had fallen asleep in Zhou Sao's arms a long time ago, and Wen Desheng was dozing on the bed. Zhou Sao was usually more nagging than anyone else, but her intuition told her that it was not appropriate to disturb Wen Tingli at this moment. For a moment, the only sound in the ward was the sound of Wen Tingli waving her pen and writing on paper.

After reviewing the book for two hours, Wen Tingli felt more at ease than ever before. Soon, Thompson and the nurse came to change her father's medicine. The originally quiet ward suddenly became noisy. Wen Tingli simply stuffed the notes back into her schoolbag and said, "Why don't I go back and pack my things? We're moving to a new house in two days, so don't be too busy. I'll buy you some food while I'm here."

As soon as she came out, Wen Tingli saw a black rickshaw at the hospital gate.

This car was not unfamiliar to her. The last time she punctured Qiu Lingyun's car tire, it was this car that brushed past her. At that time, she felt that the voice of the person in the car sounded familiar. Now she remembered everything. It should be Meng Qiguang mentioned by Dean Deng. She had met him at Qiao's house.

If it was really Mr. Meng who helped to advance the hospital fees, she should at least say thank you to him in person. Coincidentally, the car stopped as soon as it arrived beside her. She was about to go forward, but a dozen people from the White Dragon Gang came running over from the side of the road, surrounded her, and called her "Mr. Meng".

Wen Tingli was most afraid of getting involved with the people from the White Dragon Gang, so she immediately stepped aside. Just then a tram arrived, and she hurriedly got on.

As soon as the tram started, she heard someone outside the window shouting "Miss Wen". She thought she had misheard, but then someone shouted again. She hurried to look outside, but the car was too crowded and it was difficult to move a step. She had to go home with a lot of questions. When she got off the bus and walked to the entrance of the alley, she suddenly felt something was wrong. When she turned around, she saw two men in black short coats behind her. They obviously didn't intend to hide it. When she stopped, they also stopped and stood under the tree on the roadside, smoking and staring at Wen Tingli.

Wen Tingli's first reaction was surprise, but then she felt that the two people looked familiar. Yes, she had seen these two people next to Mrs. Qiao last time. Could it be that Mrs. Qiao sent them to monitor her move?
She sneered, thinking that she probably couldn't get rid of these people during Qiao Xingchu's wedding. Her greatest strength was that she never looked for trouble. Since she couldn't get rid of them, she might as well treat them as her bodyguards. With this thought, she continued to hum a little tune as she entered the alley.

The cigarettes in the two men's mouths almost dropped out of shock. This little girl was really strange. If it were someone else, they would probably be scared and panic, but why was she still smiling?

It was dinner time and every household in the alley was cooking in the kitchen. The sounds of spatulas and laughter filled her ears. Wen Tingli walked straight to her front door and walked through the patio into the house. There were still traces of the fight that night on the ground and tables and benches were scattered all over the floor.

Wen Tingli picked up a broom and started to clean up. At this moment, she heard footsteps coming from afar in the alley, heading straight for her house.

Wen Tingli was wondering who it was when a tall and thin young man pushed the door open aggressively: "Wen Tingli! I knew you were hiding back home!"

Wen Tingli's surprise instantly turned into anger: "How dare you, you bastard, come here!"

"Why shouldn't I come?" Qiu Lingyun was no less angry than Wen Tingli. "Let me ask you, did you gossip in front of Mrs. Qiao? The boss of Dabao Foreign Trade Company fired my father for no reason! My father has always been the favorite of Boss Chen. If no one had said something bad about him, the old boss would never have suddenly kicked my father out."

Wen Tingli was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, holding her belly: "Really? There is such a retribution in this life?!"

Her instigation actually worked. When the Qiao family heard that Qiu Dapeng was spreading their privacy everywhere, they took ruthless measures.

Qiu Lingyun became even more angry and embarrassed: "How dare you laugh? My father was the manager of Dabao Foreign Trade Company, and he was kicked out for no reason. How can he survive in this business in the future? You are clearly trying to cut off the financial resources of our Qiu family! You are too despicable!"

Wen Tingli spat, "How dare you mention the word 'despicable'? You two, father and son, have done all the most despicable things in the world! I ask you, when will your father pay back the life he owes my father?!"

Qiu Lingyun choked: "What do you mean by life or death? Don't give me that! Your father is not dead, and we are not unwilling to pay for the hospital expenses. I just want to ask you! Even if you hate my father for beating your father, you don't have to do it so ruthlessly, right?"

"No?" Wen Tingli picked up a broom and chased him out. "I will throw your father's old Zong Sang directly into the Huangpu River! If your father still has a little conscience, he should surrender to the police station as soon as possible. He should be imprisoned or die! Otherwise, there is no need to discuss anything. Get out of here right now!"

Qiu Lingyun took several steps back with his head in his hands. He was about to be pushed out of the door, so he quickly propped up the doors on both sides with his hands: "Don't be unreasonable. That night, my father and I came to your house with gifts to propose marriage, but your father didn't know what was good for him, otherwise we wouldn't have fought later."

Wen Tingli spat, "You have ruined my mother's reputation, and you still want to make me the daughter-in-law of your Qiu family. My father will scold you to death! How can there be such a dirty father and son like you in the world? Get out of here, don't let me see you again!"

Just as he was about to close the door, Qiu Lingyun suddenly squeezed in again, held Wen Tingli in his arms, and used his other hand to close the door behind him.

Wen Tingli was shocked and grabbed his face: "What are you doing? Bastard! Let go! Be careful or I will bite you to death."

"Bite me if you want." Qiu Lingyun took several blows from her and continued to suppress Wen Tingli with all his strength, staring at her face with burning eyes. "Bite me if you want. I've wanted you to bite me for a long time."

Wen Tingli's heart was pounding, and she shouted at the outside at the top of her voice: "Help! Someone come quickly!"

While shouting, he scratched Qiu Lingyun's face and body without thinking, and shouted at the same time, "I know you are outside, come in and help me! Mrs. Qiao just asked you to keep an eye on me, she never told you to watch me die without helping."

After shouting twice, there was no movement outside, which showed that the two people had decided to stand aside and watch. That's right, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao thought she was in the way, so they naturally hoped that she would be abused by Qiu Lingyun.

Wen Tingli was secretly resentful, but Qiu Lingyun became more and more proud. He carried her upstairs, but no matter how strong he was, he was no match for Wen Tingli, who was like a live fish. In the blink of an eye, his face and neck were grabbed hard several times. He could not resist, so he simply forced her to the table beside him, grabbed Wen Tingli's wrists, lifted her arms high to both sides of her head, then he pressed on her, looking at Wen Tingli's face as if admiring a treasure.

"Stop hating me like this, okay? I really like you. You don't know that when you were dating the guy named Qiao, I couldn't even eat. You were the only thing on my mind every day. Tingli, as long as you're willing to marry me, I'll give you whatever you want..."

Before he could finish his words, Wen Tingli knelt down and hit him hard on the penis.

Qiu Lingyun was caught off guard, and suddenly his waist was in so much pain that he couldn't even straighten up. Wen Tingli took the opportunity to jump off the table, turned around and kicked him hard in the butt: "Go to hell!"

As he spoke, he ran out, shouting, "Aunt Liu, Uncle Zhou, save me!"

Qiu Lingyun was determined to make the matter a done deal, so he chased after him despite the pain: "You want to die? You kicked me with such great force. I tell you, my Ah Biao is outside, you can't escape. Your neighbors are poor and cowardly, and you still expect them to help you? What a joke! Besides, even if the king of heaven comes today, I will still love you well for once."

He was much taller than Wen Tingli. He caught up with her in three or two steps, grabbed her waist by force, lifted her up and carried her behind her. Wen Tingli kicked around, and in a flash, the door of the Wen family was kicked open, and several people rushed in quickly. Two of them dragged Qiu Ling to the side without saying a word and punched him in the face.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

Amid screams, Wen Tingli ran to the door. It turned out that there were three people who broke into the house, but only two of them took action.

The man who did not take action had his hands in his trouser pockets. He was elegant and handsome. It was Meng Qiguang, whom I had met at Qiao's house last time.

He glanced at Qiu Lingyun on the ground with a very cold expression.

Perhaps he noticed Wen Tingli's gaze on him, so he said, "Miss Wen, don't get me wrong. I just went to Cixin Hospital to visit a friend, and I happened to see someone following you at the hospital entrance. I wanted to warn you, but Miss Wen ran away so fast. I thought since you are Xingchu's friend, you should come over to see what's going on. I didn't expect to run into this jerk committing a crime here by chance."

(End of this chapter)