Beautiful beauties in the 80s courtyard

Chapter 782 Regret Knowing Me

The campus of Beidu is very large; even if she walks there now, it will take her more than half an hour.

Besides, she shouldn't get involved in something like this.

Regardless of Jiang Wan's character, she is definitely a very intelligent person. She would never hurt Sang Juan, nor would she allow Sang Juan to hurt her.

Lu Qiaoge's idea was indeed correct.

Sang Juan originally wanted to go to a secluded place, but Jiang Wan stopped in front of the pavilion.

She said to Sang Juan, "Let's not go any further. Let's talk here."

Upon hearing this, Sang Juan's eyes turned red as she stared intently at Jiang Wan opposite her.

Jiang Wan used to be her best friend. She told Jiang Wan everything on her mind. Even after she was admitted to Peking University, she never thought of breaking off her friendship with her.

But now, Jiang Wan is her enemy.

Sang Juan gritted her teeth and said, "I really regret it. Why did I become friends with you? Why did I let you come to my house?"

Jiang Wan coldly curled the corners of her lips: "You must be regretting it now, regretting meeting me, regretting letting a wolf into your house, right?"

Sang Juan's eyes reddened even more. She wanted to scream, but could only lower her voice: "Isn't that right? I'm asking you, why are you so shameless? Don't you know how to spell the word 'shame'?"

At this point, tears streamed down her face: "We're good friends, how long have we known each other? Were all those happy days we spent together just a lie? Did you lie to me? Really... Jiang Wan, I hate you so much. If I could turn back time, I would never have said another word to you, and I would never have let you step into my house."

Jiang Wan stood there, looking at Sang Juan who was so sad and hated her, and she couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart.

Are you sad?
There seemed to be a slight discomfort, but overall, she still felt uneasy. After all, when they first met, Jiang Wan was still young and didn't have many thoughts about it.

But when exactly did those ideas begin to change?
Jiang Wan stared at Sang Juan: "Do you want to know why things turned out this way?"

Sang Juan neither nodded nor shook her head, but stared intently at her.

Why is it that people who have done wrong can stand here without any remorse and even act self-righteously?

At this moment, she looked at Jiang Wan as if she were looking at a stranger—no, an enemy.

At this moment, Jiang Wan clenched her fists tightly until her nails dug into her palms, and only then did she slowly loosen them.

For a moment, seeing Sang Juan like this, her heart softened.

If she then says that she was just trying to gain some benefits and that nothing actually happened between her and Sang's father, the ending would definitely be a happy one.

No, it's that the Sang family is all very happy.

Sang Mingzhi would breathe a huge sigh of relief. His wife wouldn't divorce him, his perfect family wouldn't break up, his parents wouldn't be disappointed in him, and his career wouldn't be affected. He'd slept with a young woman for free, so he really hadn't lost anything.

But what will become of her?
Sang Mingzhi might secretly slip her some money or help her find a good job.

But with her health in this condition, who could she marry?
The truth will always come out; even if this didn't happen, rumors would still circulate about her. Besides, she really is with Sang Mingzhi.

She might marry an ordinary man—one who's never been married certainly wouldn't want her, and one who's been married would be picky. She'd still only be able to find divorced or widowed men, and then she'd have to become a stepmother.

If she backs down, will Sang Juan treat her the same way as before? No, absolutely not!

They could never go back to the way things were, and she would never be able to step into the Sang family's gate again, not even being allowed into the government compound.

It is said that taking a step back opens up a vast expanse of sky and sea.

Taking this step back is like falling into an abyss!

It must be said that Jiang Wan is a calm and rational person to the point of being indifferent.

She can weigh the pros and cons in the shortest amount of time and make the judgment that is most beneficial to herself.

Jiang Wan's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

I don't know if I'm crying for my past self and Sang Juan, or for my present self.

In short, she knew that her tears were real.

She said, "Sang Juan, do you remember what you said when you gave me your old clothes?"

Sang Juan glared at her: "What, giving you these things is my fault? You should know that some of them I never even wore; I just gave them to you because I saw you liked them. I even had to pretend that they were things I didn't like or had worn—because we're good friends. So where did I go wrong by doing that?"

“Yes, that’s the look on your face—reluctant to give it to me, yet forced to, caught in a dilemma, saying you didn’t like it and didn’t want it. Do you know how upset I was when I took those clothes? I said I didn’t want them, but you forced them on me; I said I didn’t like wearing them, and you said, ‘Look at how tattered your clothes are, and you still say you don’t like them? Just wear them, don’t be polite, I have plenty of clothes like these…’”

"So, this must be the story of 'Mr. Dongguo and the Wolf'."

Jiang Wan didn't care at all what Sang Juan meant by "Mr. Dongguo and the wolf," nor did she intend to answer any of Sang Juan's questions; she was simply stating a fact.

"Do you remember when I didn't get into university with you, and you came to my house to visit, my mom asked you to introduce me to someone. Who did you introduce me to?"

Sang Juan was stunned for a moment.

Yes, that's right—she introduced Jiang Wan to a young man from the boiler room team in the government compound. He was also a young man who had returned to the city; both his parents were government officials, and his family was well-off. She even told Jiang Wan about it at the time.

"So, you resent me for this too?" Sang Juan's voice trembled.

"That's right! Because in the eyes of a proud woman like you, I, Jiang Wan, an ordinary girl born in a tenement, am only fit to be matched with a boiler worker, even if you introduce me to a potential partner."

Your expression at the time made me feel that I must have been incredibly lucky to be dating the boiler operator in your compound.

Yes, in your eyes, am I only fit to spend my life with a boiler worker?
Am I, Jiang Wan, only fit to marry a boiler worker?

You know my dad was a boiler operator. He spent his whole life in the boiler room, surrounded by smoke and fire, especially in the summer. You have no idea how much he suffered.

My dad has always hoped to find an easier job before he retires, but what about you? You actually introduced me to a boiler operator—what do you mean by that? Do you want me to live the same life as my mom?
No matter what, I come from a working-class family. Even if I don't have a formal job now, I'm still a high school graduate. Am I only fit to marry a boiler worker?
From that moment on, I vowed—Sang Juan, I will make sure my life is better than yours!

"If you want to live a good life, there are many ways. Why did you have to go with my dad? You're shameless, you're utterly despicable!" Sang Juan roared.

Jiang Wan didn't care about those few insults at all.

To be honest, this doesn't even qualify as an insult.

(End of this chapter)