Because Yang Yunhai escorted Gu Lingling back to her dormitory the entire way, and the two of them looked very sweet holding hands along the way, plus Zhang Xiaomanās act of spreading rumors and impersonation, the false accusations she made against Gu Lingling naturally fell apart.
Meanwhile, the real Zhang Xiaoman was able to attend university as she wished.
Things seemed to have ended just like that.
However, Gan Yulu didnāt think so.
"Donāt worry, I will definitely handle this matter well. Itās just a little girl; I can surely find many faults to get her expelled from school," Gan Yulu promised over the phone. "This weekend..."
"This weekend, I have to take care of our family elder," said a womanās voice on the other end of the line, a voice that Gu Lingling would find very familiar if she heard it.
Because it was Su Rumei.
"Once this period is over, letās find some time to meet," Su Rumei continued on the phone. "After all, weāve been classmates for so many years, and since weāre both in the Capital City, we should get together."
"I understand. Iāll arrange it," Gan Yulu instantly understood her meaning and said with a smile.
As classmates, of course getting together more often helps maintain the relationship.
This method really is great.
Oh... when was the last time he saw Su Rumei? Wasnāt it that brief glimpse at the residential area?
Although he only saw a side profile, she was really beautiful, not having changed a bit after so many years.
Su Rumei hung up the phone and cursed āuseless,ā then turned around to see her husband, Meng Songling, standing there looking at her.
Su Rumeiās heart skipped a beat, wondering how long heād been standing there and how much heād heard. "Songling, youāre back?"
"Hmm," Meng Songling nodded, handing his briefcase to her, and casually asked, "Who were you on the phone with just now?"
"Oh, no one," Su Rumei said with a smile, "just those things at work."
"A work gathering?" Meng Songling asked.
"Yes, Iām somewhat reluctant to go," Su Rumei said helplessly. "Why is everyone organizing these things? If itās not a class reunion, itās a colleague gathering, or a hometown reunion."
"Hmm," Meng Songling took off his coat, hung it on the hanger, and continued, "We also have a class reunion this weekend."
"College classmates?" Su Rumei asked.
"No," Meng Songling glanced at her and continued, "high school classmates."
Su Rumeiās face suddenly changed.
"A classmate is returning from abroad, so weāre getting together," Meng Songling added, providing some explanation.
So, was this a heads-up for her?
Su Rumei almost wanted to say something but held back, also wanting to ask, "Is Fu Jing going?"
But the words were swallowed back down.
If certain things arenāt clearly stated, then in the eyes of outsiders, they are still the most loving couple.
But if things were brought to light, even this superficial harmony might be lost.
"Alright, I understand," Su Rumei said with as elegant a smile as she could muster.
Seeing her like this, the words Meng Songling wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he finally just responded with a hum, then went to the study.
In fact, he wanted to tell Su Rumei that the reunion this time permits bringing spouses.
But seeing her attitude, he knew she hadnāt let go.
Even if she just blamed him a bit earlier, he would have patiently explained and then taken her to the reunion, or he wouldnāt go himself.
But she always holds back.
Clear that she doesnāt think this way in her heart, clear that she could ask him directly, but instead, she guesses and then does disappointing things behind his back.
And thus, the distance between them grows.