Chapter 153

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Gu Weiguo couldn’t stand it anymore and said with a cold face,”Second aunt, are you done? let me put it this way, jinghang went to the city, became a soldier and became a small official. We are just rural parents, we can’t make decisions for him.

Don’t shout at us, we will let jinghang decide his own matters. It’s useless even if you shout. Moreover, who asked you to use such a despicable method to harm our jinghang? everyone in the village knows about this matter and no one thinks that your second aunt is in the right, so don’t hold on to it.

In my opinion, you should lower your expectations and find a husband for guoying. It won’t look good if you drag it on. Guoying really won’t be able to get married then.”

The second aunt suddenly felt that her hope had been completely shattered. She couldn’t count on the younger one, and these two adults didn’t keep their words. This time, her guoying was really going to fall into her hands.

How could second aunt suffer such a loss? She didn’t say anything on the surface, but behind her back, she spread the news everywhere that Jing Xing was going to the city to be someone else’s son-in-law.

Three people make a Tiger, this rumor really spread with a nose and eyes.

But now, she really couldn’t settle down for the exam, so she began to use other brains.

Song ran cupped her chin and observed Wen Huihui’s every move. She saw the corner of Wen Huihui’s mouth curved up slightly. Song ran knew Wen Huihui well. Usually, when Wen Huihui showed such an expression, it meant that she had some kind of evil idea in her mind.

During the break between classes, song ran was still holding her book and reviewing her lessons seriously. She was multitasking. She was reading while paying attention to Wen Huihui’s condition.

She saw Wen Huihui calling her deskmate to go to the toilet with her. In just a few minutes, the two of them came back together.

Song ran’s gaze returned to her book.

It was five o ‘clock, the end of school. Song ran was putting her books back into her school bag slowly. Wen Huihui, who was in front of her, was slower than her. So, she picked up her speed and walked out of the classroom with her cloth bag.

There was a series of footsteps behind her. Song ran did not even need to look to know that it was Wen Huihui.

She did not turn back and walked out of the campus. Her father’s car was parked outside, and in the car was her father’s driver, uncle Jiang. “The boss has something to do at the factory today, so he asked me to take you home.”