Yang Xue was released, Chen Ke went in.
At the sa ti, the ins and outs of the incident also spread on the internet.
In the face of nurous evidences, Ma Zhensheng was firmly nailed to the pillar of sha, and Yang Xue’s suspicions were completely cleared.
Slam!
An elderly man angrily smashed the teacup in his hand onto the ground as he glared at his daughter, "Ma Zhensheng has completely disgraced our Fu Family, and you still have the face to plead for him?"
"Dad." Fu Xiuzhen’s face was streaked with tears, sobbing, "The last ti my son had a problem, you didn’t help. This ti my husband is in trouble, and you won’t help either. Aren’t they your grandson and son-in-law after all?"
"Hmph, you should be glad that Ma Zhensheng was taken away," Mr. Fu Sr. said, his eyes full of cold light. "If he dared to stand in front of now, I would definitely break his three legs and turn him into a complete cripple!"
"As for Xiao Peng, he indeed committed an offense, and it’s known to all. I can only do what the law allows. It’s just a few months in prison, isn’t it? Drunk driving would get half a year anyway, those months can be considered a lesson for him."
"Dad, you make it sound so easy, wah wah..." Fu Xiuzhen cried miserably, "Both my husband and son have been dealt with, I can’t swallow this grievance!"
"You’ll have to swallow it even if you can’t!" Mr. Fu snorted, "I’ve looked into that Yang Yu. He is a rising star among Tianhai City’s younger generation, deeply intertwined with the Shen Family and the Wen Family, and very troubleso. Don’t go looking for trouble with those two brothers again without sufficient certainty."
"If those brothers are troubleso, then I’ll just go and settle the score with that bitch Lian Yuetong!" Fu Xiuzhen imdiately stopped crying, her face filled with spite, "That bitch has helped Yang Xue over and over, getting my son into trouble and even daring to make trouble for my husband. I won’t rest until I’ve destroyed her reputation and wiped out this hate in my heart!"
Seeing his daughter so agitated, Mr. Fu didn’t try to persuade her further, "Letting off so steam is fine, just don’t make too big a fuss. It would be bad if it leads to loss of life."
Fu Xiuzhen didn’t take her father’s words to heart and imdiately called Black Dragon, "Black Dragon, I need you to do sothing for ."
At the Romantic Western Restaurant near the University of Science and Technology, Yang Yu raised his glass of wine, "Mr. Lian, thank you for taking such good care of our Ah Xue."
"Mr. Yang, you are too polite," said Lian Yuetong as she clinked glasses with Yang Yu and took a small sip. "He is my student, and looking after him is part of my job."
"You have so many students, and Ah Xue has caused you so much trouble. I still have to thank you," Yang Yu sincerely looked at Lian Yuetong. "Mr. Lian, tell what you want or wish for. As long as it’s within my power, I’ll make it happen for you."
"No need, really no need," Lian Yuetong shook her head repeatedly, "Apart from a boyfriend, I lack nothing. It’s not that no one pursues , just that I’m not interested. So, Mr. Yang doesn’t need to worry too much."
"Okay, whenever Mr. Lian thinks of sothing, feel free to let know," said Yang Yu with a slight smile to Lian Yuetong. "My offer is always valid."
"All right, if ever there’s anything I need help with in the future, I certainly won’t be polite with Mr. Yang," Lian Yuetong said with a smile, "Let’s go Dutch on the al today. We teachers can’t casually accept treats from student families."
"I’m not a student family now; I’m your friend," Yang Yu said. "Would it be against the rules for to treat my friend to dinner? Or is it that Mr. Lian doesn’t consider a friend?"
"Well..." Lian Yuetong hesitated for a mont and then nodded in agreent, "Okay, then this al is on you."
The two talked and ate, discussing all sorts of things.
Lian Yuetong found that she got along with Yang Yu remarkably well.
Lian Yuetong had an affinity for ancient culture and was particularly skilled at playing the pipa.
And Yang Yu also had an extrely deep understanding of ancient culture, he could play the pipa, and he was adept at the guqin, erhu, flute, and xiao as well.
In fact, these talents were all skills found within the Yin Yang Nine Mysterious Scripture, and Yang Yu could be said to have taught himself without a teacher.
As the conversation progressed, Lian Yuetong couldn’t help but express her admiration, "If I get the chance, I must collaborate with Mr. Yang on a piece. True musical kindred spirits are hard to co by these days!"
"Oh, how about I write you an ancient score as a gift!" Yang Yu casually picked up paper and a pen, and swiftly began to compose a score.
Watching Yang Yu rapidly writing the ancient score, Lian Yuetong’s jaw nearly dropped in astonishnt.
One must have such a firm mory to record a piece so accurately without even thinking about it!
Moreover, Yang Yu’s handwriting was quite beautiful!
"Sharing my interests, responsible, caring for his family, isn’t he exactly the kind of boyfriend I’ve been dreaming of?" Lian Yuetong’s heart raced, and she couldn’t help but feel her face warming up.
Upon closer inspection, Yang Yu was not only well-built, but his appearance was also very handso, and he possessed an exceptionally unique and mysterious charm.
This man was truly captivating!
While Lian Yuetong was lost in her daydreams, Yang Yu had already finished the score, "This is the complete version of ’Guangling San,’ which I’ve modified a bit to fit the pipa better. It’s a gift for Mr. Lian."
"Thank you, Mr. Yang," Lian Yuetong gratefully accepted the music score, treasuring it like a rare gem and carefully placing it in her bag, "It’s getting late; I should be heading back to the university dorms."
"Let give you a ride back," Yang Yu said, "It’s not convenient for you to take a taxi by yourself."
"No need," Lian Yuetong quickly declined, "The school is not far, just a ten-minute walk. Just consider it a walk after dinner; there’s no need to trouble Mr. Yang."
"Alright," Yang Yu smiled, "Then until next ti."
Lian Yuetong nodded, "Until next ti."
As Lian Yuetong walked, she gazed at the score, becoming more and more captivated with each step, and couldn’t wait to return ho to play it thoroughly, "I had no idea Yang Yu would possess such an ancient score, and even be capable of modifying it; it’s incredible. If only I had let him take ho; I would have loved to hear him play... Ah, Lian Yuetong, what are you daydreaming about?"
Lian Yuetong covered her slightly flushed face with her hand, "Don’t think thoughts you shouldn’t; don’t think thoughts you shouldn’t..."
Lian Yuetong soon arrived ho, opened the door, turned on the light, and then realized that there were several burly n sitting in her dorm room!
The n had a nacing look, and their eyes bore ill intent as they stared at her, scaring Lian Yuetong so much that she turned to run.
Little did she know, soone was standing behind the door, who imdiately locked it!
"What do you think you’re doing?" Lian Yuetong asked with a trembling voice, "Breaking into soone’s ho is illegal!"
"Heh, we specialize in doing illegal stuff," a bald man stood up, looking at Lian Yuetong with a malicious grin, "Mr. Lian, soone paid us to take turns with you and record it, then upload the video online for everyone’s enjoynt."
"If you don’t want to suffer, just cooperate, and we’ll try to be as gentle as possible. Otherwise, don’t bla us for devastating the flower with violence!"
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