Pang Qiuqiu covered her mouth and her eyes widened.

"But we just talked casually, and I told everyone to stop talking at the time. He shouldn't hate me because of this, right?"

Feng Chuyue spread her hands: "Who knows?"

It is true that ordinary people do not have the same understanding as students. Many teachers have experienced this kind of talking behind their backs.

But Zhang Feng is different.

He is a golden phoenix flying out of the mountains!

He should have been praised by everyone for getting into a good university and staying in the imperial capital after graduation.

His old family members are only envious of him.

Who wouldn't say that the old Zhang family has a glorious ancestor?

But he didn't know how to rely on himself in a down-to-earth manner, so he tried to change his status and get rich through his wife's family.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with eating soft rice. In later generations, people will still be proud of eating soft rice.

But most men who work hard in rural areas have strong self-esteem.

Zhang Feng believed that his choice to succumb to reality was a humiliation.

He wants to be a soft rice man but in the eyes of others, a soft rice man will always be a soft rice man.

If it were ten or twenty years later, those boys would feel at ease eating soft rice.

Who cares about whether they are eating soft food? They only worry about the rich women not giving enough or kicking them away.

It can only be said that Zhang Feng's mind is not open enough.

"No, it couldn't really be Teacher Zhang, right?"

Pang Qiuqiu looked sad.

After all, Zhang Feng is also her teacher. Even if he has never taught her, in the students' hearts, they still respect their teachers.

For a moment, she couldn't accept the fact that the teachers at her school would ruin their lives just by gossiping.

Feng Chuyue patted Pang Qiuqiu on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't be too sad. This is just a guess. What if it's not him?"

"But the more I think about it, the more I think it's him." Pang Qiuqiu rubbed the non-existent tears.

"What should I do, Yueyue, should I also report it?"

"But if it is really Zhang Feng, then Teacher Huang is too pitiful."

"How could she marry such a person?"

In Pang Qiuqiu's eyes, Teacher Huang is quite beautiful, while Zhang Feng is just average.

Mainly because she doesn't like men wearing glasses.

Therefore, in Pang Qiuqiu's eyes, Zhang Feng is not worthy of Teacher Huang.

It’s no wonder that students privately say that Zhang Feng is a soft-boiler and covets the Huang family’s money.

"If it's really Zhang Feng, it shouldn't be a bad thing for Teacher Huang if it is exposed now."

At least, there is still time to divorce.

"Why isn't it a bad thing?"

After Pang Qiuqiu finished speaking, he reacted first.

"That's right. Teacher Huang can divorce him immediately while he is still young and they don't have children yet."

"I heard that after having children, women will compromise for the sake of the children."

Feng Chuyue hesitated for a moment, then finally said: "Although they haven't given birth to their child yet, I think your teacher Huang is pregnant."

ah?

Pang Qiuqiu was a little confused.

"How did you tell?"

"I study Chinese medicine, isn't it strange that you can tell?" Feng Chuyue didn't take it seriously.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking and feeling. She could tell at a glance that Huang Qianqian was pregnant, but the month was still young.

Pang Qiuqiu was a little at a loss: "Then what should I do? Do I still have to report Zhang Feng now?"

"I have no evidence either. What we just said is just our speculation."

"What if it has nothing to do with him? If I say such nonsense, will it destroy other people's families?"
Chapter completed!