After finishing cleaning up, Sweetheart went out with Situ Qinglang with a nervous mood. Her fragile little heart could not accept the upside down of the sky overnight.

Situ Qinglang was also in a very complicated mood. On the one hand, he was almost certain that He Jiaming secretly helped him once this time. On the other hand, He Jing was beaten too badly. He was worried that the relationship between his father and Uncle He would completely break down. He didn't like He Jing very much, but he respected Uncle He and his aunt very much.

The two got into the car with great worries. Situ Qinglang frowned along the way and never smiled. Sweetheart also lowered his head, silently looking at his phone, without saying a word.

More than forty minutes later, Anqiao University arrived.

Sweetheart got out of the car and asked, "Do you still want to go in?"

Situ Qinglang thought for a while and asked back: "Do you want me to send you to the teaching building?"

"I haven't delivered it before, but today I suddenly gave it to you, wouldn't it be a bit too obvious? After all, this kind of thing just happened, why don't you... go back to the army first?"

Situ Qinglang laughed: "Okay, it's scaring you, then you go and call me if you have something to do."

Sweetheart waved his hand and said goodbye. Situ Qinglang grabbed her, kissed her lips, and said softly: "I love you."

Sweetheart smiled: "I love you too, then I'll leave."

She walked slowly to the school, her pace was so different from the lightness of the past. There were many people in the class who didn't deal with her. She was usually furious and spoke straightforward, so many people should offend her.

Will these people talk about themselves behind their backs...

No, I always feel that even if there is no such thing, they should be talking about themselves behind the scenes.

When I thought of this sweetheart, I suddenly felt a little relieved - since I would be discussed no matter what, I would just stop meddling these things.

She walked all the way to the teaching building and found that there were always some gazes around her. She had long become a "celebrity" in this school. Although she was forced, no matter what, her "prominence" was obvious.

"Hey, it's her husband - that officer, who was very proud when he got married, but now he's heard he's cheating."

"What a glory? Are you seeing a wedding? I heard that the man is a third generation of popular men. If he gets married, wouldn't he have to make a big fuss? I feel that this is not a formal marriage at all."

"Maybe there are some exchange conditions, otherwise the two of them would not have broken down so quickly."

"Why do I think it's the woman's fault? She's still in college, but that man is very handsome."

"That's right, I think so. It must be because of the big age gap. What kind of language can a young and handsome officer have with a young and young girl who is still young and has a bad breast."

Such gossips were unsurprisingly heard by Sweetheart, and she was upset.

She and Qinglang did not have a wedding, no wedding photos, only a certificate. She didn't care at that time, but now... she suddenly felt that her marriage seemed a bit deserted.

Try to control the thoughts flying in my mind. Sweetheart thought that she shouldn't cause trouble for Qinglang at this time. After all, Qinglang was already in a state of anxiety just now.

She turned around and glared at the two gossiping girls behind her, and immediately covered their mouths and smiled away as if nothing had happened.

Although Sweetheart claims that she is not influenced by other people's words, she is also very fragile in her heart during the extraordinary period. She has to pretend that she can't hear it and enter the classroom. Sure enough, everyone was discussing it enthusiastically before seeing her, but when she saw her, she suddenly became silent.

Sweetheart walked speechlessly to the girl with glasses and sat down, thinking to herself, do you want to act so unnaturally...

"You're here for sweetheart." The girl in glasses pretended to be nothing.

When Sweetheart looked at her, she could understand that she already knew everything, but she still tried hard to pretend that she was unaware of it... Looking at Zhou Meina again, she was flipping through fashion magazines, and the rogue girls were watching the latest Danmei Japanese comics. They clearly knew it in their hearts, but they cooperated to keep silent.

"You don't have to hide it from me." Sweetheart sighed on the table, "Actually I know you all know."

The glasses girl was shocked: "You know too - that thing?"

As soon as she finished speaking, two girls who had a conflict with Sweetheart during the New Year’s Eve dance came up. One of them patted Sweetheart on the shoulder and said loudly: "Sweetheart, I heard that your husband cheated on you? In fact, there is nothing sad about this, because that woman is more beautiful than you, right?"

She deliberately let everyone hear it in a tone of fear that the world will not be confused. For a moment, jokes were everywhere, and the sound was extremely harsh in sweetheart's ears.

Sweetheart looked at her coldly, and she said in a sharp voice: "Oh, what are your eyes? It's not me who robs your husband. Can you be so hated to me?"

Sweetheart took out the book from his schoolbag without saying a word and smashed it hard on the table.

The girl turned dark and she said angrily: "Who are you throwing!"

"Can't you tell? Of course it was a blow to you!" Sweetheart started to fight back for the first time.

The girl's face froze. She seemed to have never expected that the little anger-sucking bag in the past dared to face her today. It is true that Sweetheart married a good family early, but she has been bullied, which also gave everyone an impression - in a wealthy family, no one supports Sweetheart, so she can only try not to cause trouble.

The girl snorted, and the other immediately replied, "Hey, do you have no place to get angry, so you spread all the anger on our heads? You have to figure it out, it's useless to lose your temper with us here, you can grab your husband back if you have the ability."

Sweetheart didn't speak and threw the book around, and the girl in glasses couldn't help but mutter: "It's better to marry yourself first than to have time to talk."

"Tsk, who are you talking about?" The tall girl immediately smacked her lips and laughed, "Where are you talking about yourself? You hate to marry? You feel that you can't get married--ah!"

Before she finished speaking, sweetheart suddenly stood up unbearably, swung her arm and slapped the book on the girl's face, and patted her back two steps and sat on the steps of the stairs classroom.

"I've been tolerating you for a long time!" Sweetheart walked forward in two steps, grabbed her hair with one hand and slapped her twice. The crisp sound was so scared that everyone around was stunned.

"You dare to hit me!" The tall girl screamed, waving her hands in the air, and her sweetheart became even more angry. Why can everyone ride on her head and act wildly!

She has a good temper, but it doesn't mean she has no temper!
Chapter completed!