After getting in the car and heading to the hotel, Zhao An gave Pence a few instructions, and the female bodyguard nodded and left to return to school.
"Sit down. Eat sothing first. You're frightened. Eat sothing to warm yourself up. Don't worry about these things. We can handle them if you put your mind to it. Do you know what suspicion you have now?" Zhao An picked up the red wine and poured her a glass. His smile was gentle and sunny, revealing nothing of the filth within him.
Ma Huiying couldn't eat. She simply couldn't eat, and now she was still terrified. She was terrified. If she was really sent to prison for so inexplicable reason, she wouldn't be able to accept it. She hadn't done anything wrong. "Classmate, I, I really didn't do it. I don't know. They say I have evidence of the transaction. Ugh, I don't know. Tian Yong and I divorced the day before yesterday, and the purchase was a week ago. Ugh, I really don't know."
Zhao An walked over and sat down, stroking Ma Huiying's back. "Teacher Lin asked to help, and if I can, I won't hesitate to help. This matter is quite tricky now. Tian Yong has put all the bla on you. He had a brilliant idea. You were husband and wife before, and he used your bank card to conduct the transaction. That batch of rotten fish and shrimp was traded from your account. That's the key, don't you understand? If you don't handle it properly, you could go to jail. According to current criminal law, even if it's unintentional, you could go to jail for five years. If it's intentional, you could face the death penalty of ten years, or even longer. This ti, soone's dead, so it's very tricky."
Ma Huiying hadn't noticed Zhao An's hand had already slid down her back and rested on her big butt. The soft touch aroused Zhao An.
"I really didn't do it. I used to give him my bank card. He needed a loan, and I didn't think twice about it. Who knew he'd use it like this? Oh, I don't know what to do." Ma Huiying covered her face and began to sob. She was terrified. Five years in prison would leave her a broken man, and it was all for no reason!
"It's okay. Don't be afraid. I'm here." Zhao An took Ma Huiying in his arms, stroking her back in comfort.
In a warm embrace, Ma Huiying finally burst into tears, wanting to vent all her past resentnt and grievances. Even at this point, she didn't let on, her voice rasping and her resentnt overflowing. Instead, she felt a touch of self-pity. It was hard to say whether she was kind or easy to bully.
Feeling the teacher's sobs, Zhao An, from an angle where she couldn't see, curled his lips into a sly smile. Everything was going smoothly, and he had it all under control.
In this matter, he had rely leveraged a few connections to pull it off. Implicated? It was obvious she was innocent, but sotis conflicts of interest require a scapegoat. Tian Yong could use his connections to shift all the bla onto Ma Huiying and her brother. The most he could do was pay a small sum of money and get through this difficult ti perfectly.
Using his wife—no, his ex-wife—to convict—this was a brilliant tactic.
Zhao An helped Ma Huiying to her feet, smoothed her stray hair behind her ears, and said with a smile, "Look how beautiful you are. You're not beautiful when you cry. Tian Yong is a scumbag, abandoning his wife and children. He's not human, a scumbag. If your son doesn't want you, then just have another child. There are no hurdles in life that can't be overco. There's always a way out. Let help you, okay?"
Ma Huiying raised her head and looked at Zhao An with incredulous eyes. "You, this, I, I don't know." Seeing Zhao An's clear eyes, her heart was pounding, for she saw a hint of desire in the man. Zhao An embraced the sowhat helpless female teacher, his large hand caressing her hips. "I will do my best to help you solve your problem, but I hope you can face life with an open mind. Sadness will eventually pass, but life must go on, right? No one can help you except , but I am willing to help you, teacher. Do you know why?"
Ma Huiying's delicate body trembled slightly. She could feel the man's large hand roaming and caressing her body, finally resting on her large buttocks. "Why?"
"Because your butt is so big. A big butt is good for childbearing. Teacher, you have a choice now. Do you want to be frad by your ex-husband and go to jail, or do you want to live a good life and enjoy the beauty of the world?" Zhao An said, caressing her hips, his eyes amusent, like a demon tempting an excellent female teacher to fall into depravity!
The atmosphere at the table gradually beca more charming, even a little ambiguous. A student's large hand rested on the female teacher's large buttocks, kneading them. How could this not be a normal teacher-student relationship?
Ma Huiying felt bitter. She knew that even if she escaped, it would only be a journey from a wolf's den to a tiger's lair. Furthermore, Zhao An seed different from her impression; this genius was full of evil. Her ex-husband's actions flashed through her mind, and she rembered her son. She pleaded, almost tearfully, "Zhao An, can you help bring Xiaohan back? Oh, I can't live without my son, oh, oh. As long as you promise , I'll agree to anything."
Zhao An raised his index finger and shook it. "I'm sorry, Teacher Ma, your son is definitely going to follow your ex-husband. Why do you think he'd follow you? With your ex-husband's help, he could go to a better school. I heard he's already sent him to an aristocratic school out of town, and it cost a lot of money. Children love money. Do you think you can win him back? It's better to have another child. If you want another, I can help you. Haha!"
It was clear from her words that retrieving her son, who had been sentenced to death, was impossible. Without money, he wouldn't follow her. Now she had only one option: beco Zhao An's mistress, continue living, and have another child. According to the common wisdom that won with large butts are more fertile, it wouldn't be difficult for her to have more.
Ma Huiying gritted her teeth, and after a long deliberation, she made up her mind. With difficulty, she said, "I promise you, Zhao An. I'll agree to anything. Please help !"
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