The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Forcibly holding back the discomfort in his heart, Xie Jingzhen comforted his friend a few more words, and this matter was considered to have come to an end.    

    

Xie Jingzhen looked out the window at the dark sky, like a beast that had its mouth wide open, quietly devouring everything.    

    

She thought, if Nan Xingchuan wine woke up tomorrow, thinking about what happened tonight, would she be very regretful?    

    

Xie Jingzhen sneered. Probably. After all, he didn't want to give her a chance at all.    

    

Forget it, I won't think about it anymore.    

    

He still had to continue studying tomorrow.    

    

Her world has never been limited to just Nanxing Chuan alone.    

    

...    

    

After October, the cold wind blew. It rained every day, and the weather turned cold all of a sudden.    

    

Ever since the last time they met at the bar, Xie Jingzhen had never seen Nanxing Chuan again.    

    

Xie Jingzhen was also busy. She had been living a serious life. She attended classes seriously and occasionally participated in some class activities. When she was alone in the dormitory, she would work out and read books. Her life was full.    

    

Qin Shaonan, who had suddenly appeared in his life with Nanxing Chuan, had also been forgotten by her.    

    

A few days passed like this.    

    

After Xie Jingzhen finished her last morning lesson, she was tidying up her textbooks. When she heard the sound of the rain, she couldn't help but look out the window. The heavy rain poured down like a white waterfall. The strong wind blew against the window, making a whimpering sound like a trapped beast.    

    

The students sitting by the window hurriedly closed the window. Rain droplets seized the opportunity and smashed in. One or two drops splashed onto Xie Jingxuan's neck, cooling her down.    

    

Xie Jingzhen's gaze returned to the textbook. Suddenly, a voice called out to her.    

    

Xie Jingzhen turned around. It was Class Rep Li Shuming.    

    

He was dressed cleanly and neatly, but the weather was very cold. He was wearing a coat that was so thin that it could not be any thinner. He only wore a short-sleeved shirt inside.    

    

He smiled shyly at Xie Jingzhen and asked, "Jingzhen, the first aid posture that teacher mentioned just now, was it the left hand folded on the right hand, pressing down on the chest area?"    

    

As he asked, he gestured. Xie Jingzhen noticed that the skin on the back of his hand was dry and cracked, and there were traces of blood.    

    

Only then did she remember that two days ago, An Tong had mentioned that something seemed to have happened at Li Shuming's house recently.    

    

After a while, she came back to her senses and told him again in detail.    

    

After saying that, Li Shuming thanked Xie Jingzhen.    

    

A male student on the right whistled when he saw this and sneered, "Oh, class monitor, you're so serious. You even know how to ask questions."    

    

Xie Jingzhen's eyes swept over. After receiving her warning gaze, the other party shrugged indifferently and did not speak anymore.    

    

Li Shuming laughed coyly. He was originally not on good terms with some of his followers, and now he did not want to cause trouble.    

    

He said to Xie Jingzhen, "I'm sorry." Then, he walked out.    

    

Xie Jingzhen didn't say anything. He just felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.    

    

She still remembered how Li Shuming took care of her during the military training.    

    

So when she saw Li Shuming like this, she really wanted to help.    

    

...    

    

In the corridor, Li Shuming raised his arm to block the rain that was coming in diagonally from the corridor. He hurriedly entered through the back door, but who knew that he would be in such a hurry that he would not notice? He bumped into a person in front of his chest and accidentally splashed the mud from the corridor onto his shoes.    

    

The atmosphere became stagnant.    

    

Qin Shaonan stood at the back door and looked down at the new shoes he had bought. They were limited edition and had been brought over from America. He had waited for more than a month and at this moment, there was a dirty mark on them.    

    

Li Shuming was clearly panicking as he kept apologizing.    

    

After apologizing, he shrank his shoulders and was about to leave when Qin Xiao Nan suddenly grabbed his arm and stared at him. His tone was ghastly: "It's done?"    

    

The originally noisy classroom quieted down and looked at the back door at the same time. One group of people was just watching the fun and did not think it was a big deal, while the other group of people had sympathy in their eyes.    

    

They did not know Qin Shaonan, but from the way he dressed, Qin Shaonan was someone they could not afford to offend.    

    

"What do you plan to do with my shoes?" Qin Xiao Nan asked.    

    

Li Shuming's face turned red. For a moment, he could not get used to so many people staring at him. He lowered his head and said, "Yes... I can't afford it."    

    

Qin Shaonan sneered and looked at him from high above. His tone was disdainful: "Anyway, you can't afford it. Why don't I dirty your shoes and tie it? How about it?"    

    

Before he agreed, Qin Xiao Nan raised his foot and started to step on his shoes.    

    

Li Shuming lowered his head and clenched his fingers into fists that trembled. He watched as a pair of branded shoes slowly grinded on the surface of his broken shoes and then stepped on them with the ground.    

    

Shame washed over his entire body, and the process of enduring it was quite long.    

    

Just a month ago, he didn't have to endure all of this at all...