My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (59)

Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher 059. Conspiracy

The person Sister Yan called over was none other than Teacher Xia's stepmother. Despite her

arrogant demeanor in front of others, Teacher Xia's stepmother completely lost her aggressive air in front of Sister Yan.

Sitting timidly across from Sister Yan, she asked, "Cousin, what's the matter?"

"Don't put on that long face in front of these people. Who owes you anything?"

Sister Yan didn't even glance at her cousin, placing her feet on the coffee table in front of her, her eyes glued to

the television , watching the exciting fundraising events.

Teacher Xia's stepmother's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty, but she eventually put on a smile, saying ingratiatingly,

"Cousin, what are you saying? I didn't mean anything by it."

Then came another long silence. Teacher Xia's stepmother grew increasingly agitated,

shifting , her face alternating between anger and unease.

Sister Yan glanced at her cousin out of the corner of her eye, knowing she had the upper hand, before clearing her throat and saying,

"Do you still want that million?"

Her cousin's eyes lit up at the mention of it, and she eagerly replied, "Yes, I dream about it!"

"Then step in and take your vegetative state back."

"What? You want me to carry that zombie back?"

Upon hearing this, the woman, no longer caring about her cousin, almost jumped up.

"Fine, forget it then. Forget about the million dollars. I can't control you anymore. Go back."

Sister Yan stood up, making a gesture as if to see her out.

Seeing this, the woman panicked and hurriedly tried to explain, "

What ?"

"Are you an idiot? You want money but not the person? Do you think you're the smartest person in the world? Tell me, have you

lost your mind? That guy borrowed a million dollars, and I heard you

didn't even look at the patient, just kept asking for money, and even argued with him. You could have at least pretended

, but you didn't think about this: if you don't care about the patient, what reason do you have to ask for this money?"

Sister Yan scolded her cousin without restraint, proving her

social skills by hitting the nail on the head.

After being scolded by her cousin, Teacher Xia's stepmother realized her mistake, but she still refused

to admit it. She argued, "But if I take that person back, she'll be constantly soiling herself. Who will take care of her

? Besides, my daughter usually gives everyone who comes to our house the cold shoulder. Now, if we bring someone

like that to our house, they've never gotten along. We finally managed to get rid of her, and now if we bring her back,

won't there be a huge uproar?"

"Is it more important whether she likes it or not, or is money more important? If you want money, don't put on that arrogant air. Besides

, if you don't have anyone to take care of her, just let that boy do it, and that'll solve the problem!"

The woman suddenly understood. She began to sincerely admire her cousin, but she still worriedly said, "

But we've already had a huge fight. Will he really let that wretched girl stay in our house?"

Seeing that her cousin had agreed and her attitude had softened, Sister Yan whispered a few words of advice in her ear, and

the woman happily left.

The next day, around nine o'clock in the morning, Liang Jun was busy at the factory when someone came looking for him. He went out and saw

it was his teacher's father. Liang Jun instinctively felt disgusted and coldly asked, "What are you doing here?"

The old man, his eyes red, said, "I've come to see my daughter."

Upon hearing this, Liang Jun said irritably, "You have a daughter?"

The old man replied, "Isn't this all because that wretched woman was confused for a moment?"

Liang Jun didn't believe the old man's claim that his wife was confused and stood there silently. The

old man then said, "At least let me see my daughter first."

Liang Jun thought: after all, they were father and daughter; he couldn't refuse to let him see his daughter,

so he led him to the dormitory. Upon seeing his daughter, whether it was an act or a genuine outpouring of

emotion, the old man threw himself into her arms and wept bitterly, making Liang Jun feel sad as well.

After crying his fill, Old Man Xia finally made his request: "I want to take my daughter back to care for her,

okay ?"

"No!"

Liang Jun said irritably, "You actually have the heart to care for her? That's like the moon rising in the daytime. If you

were willing to take care of her, none of this would have happened."

Liang Jun was puzzled by the sudden change in Old Man Xia's parents' attitude. He sensed something was wrong,

but couldn't pinpoint what it was.

"Well, everyone makes mistakes. Once you realize them, you correct them. You can't always judge people with old

eyes ?"

"Forget it."

Liang Jun was from the North and always spoke in a Northern dialect: "Everything was fine before, but don't let your care

cause problems."

Although Liang Jun didn't understand what Old Man Xia was up to, he was firm on one bottom line:

whatever you said, he wouldn't agree.

"To tell you the truth, young man, these days we're constantly being pointed at and gossiped about wherever we go. We really

can't take it anymore. Yesterday, someone from my wife's workplace even came to tell us that if we don't bring our daughter back, they'll

deduct her salary. So, young man, you can rest assured and entrust her to me. I promise you, I'll take

good care of Xiaoqing."

Uh, so the teacher's nickname is Xiaoqing. Hehe, Liang Jun chuckled to himself, "Looks like they've really confused

him ; he can't even remember his family's generation."

Old Man Xia's words made Liang Jun somewhat believe him, and he almost agreed. Just as he

was about to thought, "Don't rush, hold him back."

He then changed his mind, saying, "I don't care. I have to be responsible to my teacher. Please go back, I have to go to work

."

The old man had no choice but to stand up. As he left, he called out to Liang Jun, "I'll be back!"

When Liang Jun returned to the construction site, Boss Qin was talking to someone. After a while, Boss Qin came over

and patted him on the shoulder. Since returning and learning about the incident, Boss Qin had valued Liang Jun highly and

always spoke to him gently.

"What does that person do?"

"Teacher Xia's father."

Liang Jun glanced at the departing figure of Old Man Xia.

"Him? He has the nerve to come?"

Old Qin said disdainfully.

"He said he wanted to take his daughter back to his home to take care of her."

For some reason, Liang Jun felt uneasy. Ever since Old Man Xia came, he had been feeling uneasy.

Old Qin was taken aback. He pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled meaningfully: "They're really shameless. They

'll do anything."

"What? Uncle Qin?"

Liang Jun's heart skipped a beat when he saw Old Qin's expression.

"What else could it be? It's for money. There's so much donation for your teacher these days, and your teacher's

parents are starting to eye this money. If they take your teacher back, they'll be eligible to receive this donation, right?"

Liang Jun suddenly realized. No wonder he had felt something was off earlier; this was the problem. Once the

matter was exposed, Liang Jun's mood worsened. Just as he was about to say something, a car drove into the yard. The

car stopped in front of the two people, and Qin San leaned out of the driver's seat with a grin, saying to Liang Jun,

"Xuan, look who's here!"

Liang Jun looked closely and saw his third aunt getting out of the car. Liang Jun's eyes welled up with

tears, and he almost cried out, "Third Aunt,"

but couldn't speak.

His third aunt also shed tears, walked over, and playfully smacked his forehead, "You brat, you almost worried

your third aunt to death! You sent me that text message, and when I called back, your phone was off, and it's still off now."

Liang Jun then realized that he hadn't answered the phone for a long time. At this moment, he keenly noticed that Qin's

sister-in-law was walking this way, and Qin's eldest brother was also watching the mother and son. He quickly introduced them to his third aunt, saying, "Third Aunt, this is

President Qin, and that's my aunt. If it weren't for President Qin and my third uncle these days, I would have..." "That's it."

These words weren't untrue. Qin San and his sister-in-law had taken in Liang Jun out of pity. Although Liang Jun

later brought them far more benefits than they had given him, the Qin family had still been the ones to show their kindness

. For Liang Jun to say these words in front of his aunt, the head of the family, even though they were just

polite words and platitudes, showed that he was grateful. Telling his parents in person meant that the family should

express their sincere thanks on behalf of the household. This showed that Liang Jun had truly matured.

Qin Da gave him an approving look.

Auntie San naturally wanted to express her gratitude sincerely. If she weren't naturally beautiful, she wouldn't have been able to hold onto Che

Jiayou 's heart for so many years. Auntie San was in her thirties, maintained a remarkably good figure, and had no wrinkles on her face.

Her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth were exquisitely beautiful. Plus, the clothes Che Jiayou had bought her over the years were all high-quality,

making her look graceful and elegant. She sincerely shook hands with Qin Da, Qin Dasao, and Qin San, softly

expressing her gratitude. Qin San was stunned. He had just picked her up and thought she was pretty, but he hadn't expected her

to be this beautiful upon closer inspection.

Seeing her brother-in-law's dazed expression, Qin Dasao knew what was going on and skillfully asked,

"Oh, I didn't expect my sister to be so beautiful. I wonder what your husband does?"

Auntie San's face dimmed slightly. After a moment's thought, she also skillfully said, "Sigh, your

sister is useless. She couldn't hold onto him, and he ran off with someone else."

This was truly skillful, conveying three layers of meaning. "First, I've been married; second, I'm currently single;

third , this outcome isn't my fault.

" Sister-in-law Qin glanced at her brother-in-law with a smile, and Qin San

immediately beamed with delight, like someone enjoying ice cream on a sweltering summer day. He then diligently carried his aunt's bag and led her inside.

A lavish lunch was served, with Qin San serving food and pouring wine, his attentiveness bringing

a blush to his aunt's face.

In the afternoon, Liang Jun and his aunt recounted their recent experiences. The mother and son shared their stories, sometimes crying, sometimes

laughing. Liang Jun didn't go to work that afternoon.

The next day, Liang Jun went to work as usual, and Qin San sent someone to find him again. Upon arrival, he discovered it was someone from the court.

The person gave him a copy of the complaint and informed him that he was being

sued for allegedly depriving someone of their parental rights, and that he was required to respond within 15 days.

Holding the copy of the complaint, Liang Jun was furious. The world was so absurd; someone who

disregarded could brazenly go to court to reason, to talk about gratitude, and to uphold righteousness, yet he was treated like a thief,

about to be sued.

That evening, as Liang Jun was on his way to the hospital to care for his teacher, Qin San rushed in, holding a newspaper,

and said to Liang Jun, "This is bad news! The newspaper is talking about you again, this time saying bad things about you."

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