Chapter 62: Storm of Public Opinion

Cheng Weiyue took out her mobile phone and started playing Xiaoxiaole. Halfway through the game, a pop-up window popped up showing the weather forecast.

She said in surprise: "The temperature will cool down early this October."

The capital is in the north, so winter comes relatively early.

It was a red light. Zhou Jingwei stopped the car steadily and said softly: "National Day will be in a few days. Do you want to go south?"

Cheng Weiyue said she didn’t want to leave the province and planned to take advantage of the National Day to send in more resumes.

Only then did Zhou Jingwei know that she was looking for a job. He knew that she had her own plans, so he didn't ask any more questions and casually started a topic: "If you don't want to go out of the province, shall we go to worship Buddha? I heard that there are many people there every winter.

People go to Ling'an Temple to pray, don't you believe in Buddhism? Do you want to go?"

Cheng Weiyue listened to Zhou Jingwei's words and was distracted for a moment. She clicked on the wrong small animal and failed to clear the level.

Pray?

She should actually go and fulfill her wish.

Her wish for a beautiful marriage.

She turned off her phone, put it on her knees, lowered her eyebrows and said, "No, I won't go."

Zhou Jingwei noticed something keenly.

He didn't specify.

Zhou Jingwei sent Cheng Weiyue to the school gate. Before the car stopped, he received a call from Zhou Bingquan.

The old man went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Zhou Jingwei glanced at him but didn't answer. He turned to Cheng Weiyue and said, "I'll come to pick you up after class. I'm in a hurry and have to go now."

"Take your time, it'll be fine." Cheng Weiyue hesitated, but couldn't help but be concerned: "Is it something bad?"

Zhou Jingwei felt a little warm in his heart, and the smile on his lips was lazy.

He touched Cheng Weiyue's cheek and said warmly: "I can handle small things myself."

When Cheng Weiyue got off the car, Zhou Jingwei watched her walk into the school gate before answering the phone that kept ringing.

He parked the car on the side of the road and heard Zhou Bingquan's calm and serious voice coming from the other end of the phone: "If I don't make this call to you, won't you even remember that you still have me as your father?"

Zhou Jingwei lit a cigarette, lowered the car window halfway, and took a leisurely puff. Through the mist of smoke, his face showed a trace of greenish white.

Zhou Bingquan heard him say: "Father is joking, I will be back today."

"Hmph," Zhou Bingquan sneered: "I have been back to Jingcheng for so many days. If I don't mention it, when are you planning to come back?"

Zhou Jingwei said nothing, his face was elegant and gentle, his temperament was cold.

Zhou Bingquan paused and then said: "If there is nothing to do with your firm, just close it. I don't care how you mess with it abroad, but if you open the firm to Jingcheng, you know what the Zhou family people say about you in private."

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"What?" Zhou Jingwei smiled: "Is there an uncle who needs service? The plaintiff or the defendant?"

Zhou Bingquan was choked to death by him.

Zhou Jingwei seemed confused and said quietly: "I'm coming back now. If I have anything to say, I can tell you in person."

Zhou Bingquan would not be the kind of person who would make a phone call just to scold him, Zhou Jingwei knew.

Zhou Bingquan on the other end softened his tone and said, "I'll wait for you at the ancestral hall. You can stop by and offer incense to your grandfather."

Zhou Jingwei said "hmm" and hung up the phone.

Zhou Bingquan frowned and endured it.

Now that Zhou Jingwei's wings are strong, he can live a prosperous life even without the Zhou family. Zhou Bingquan knows that according to Zhou Jingwei's current skills and courage, in a few years, he will be able to make the entire Jingcheng miserable with just one cough.

The Lord of Ansheng.

He knew that his son was not a peaceful person...

The moment Cheng Weiyue walked into the classroom, she realized that something was not right about the atmosphere.

Li Die was sitting with Chen Yixin and Sun Lai. When he saw her walking three steps to her, he took her hand and walked out.

Cheng Weiyue didn't know why, and asked her with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

Li Die took out his cell phone. It was the school's post bar. Someone posted an anonymous post on it. The general meaning was that Cheng Weiyue and Zhao Hanchen had a foster relationship. Now Zhao Hanchen was tired of it and abandoned her directly.

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Below the post, there is a photo of Cheng Weiyue and Zhao Hanchen. It is in Yuxian's box. She is sitting next to Zhao Hanchen and receiving the juice from him.

Linked to the previous copywriting, it is very much like the donor is feeding the canary.

After all, who can believe that a female student can fall in love with the CEO of Jingxing Group?

It is undoubtedly a nurturing one.

As soon as this post was posted, it caused a stir, and the comments below were unbearable.

"It's so funny. I pretended to be so aloof in school, but it turned out that I just didn't have enough money."

"Cheng Weiyue has good taste. At least she knows how to find the richest one when looking for a sponsor."

"There is a saying that Mr. Zhao is quite handsome. Cheng Weiyue has made a profit!"

"You're making money. If you're good-looking, you're good. Why should you study directing? Isn't it good for Mr. Zhao to be an actor?"

"The one whom Young Master Zhao praised, Cheng Weiyue has already been dumped."

"..."

There were also a few comments to help Cheng Weiyue, and they were quickly drowned in countless comments.

Cheng Weiyue couldn't stand it anymore, her mind was buzzing and went blank.

"Yueyue, are you okay?" Li Die looked at her with concern, and then couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "Let me know who did it, my aunt took off his skin!"

Cheng Weiyue didn't feel too angry, but she just couldn't accept it at the moment she saw it.

Slander and abuse have never been uncommon, but rather the norm. She is really lucky. Growing up, she has almost never encountered such a thing, and this is the first time.

She recovered from the shock and astonishment just now, pulled Li Die's arm, and said softly: "It's not a big deal, those who are clean will clean themselves up."

Li Die has always thought that Cheng Weiyue has a very weak personality. She was already prepared to make her happy all the time, but she didn't expect that Cheng Weiyue was much stronger than she thought.

Li Die felt relieved, and some of his nervousness and worry disappeared, but he felt distressed again.

She turned off her phone, held Cheng Weiyue's hand, and said firmly: "Don't be afraid of Yueyue, we won't listen to them, let them say whatever they want, you are right, those who are clean will be clean themselves."

When the two of them walked into the classroom again, there was dead silence inside.

Only Chen Yixin's clear voice said calmly and generously: "Weiyue, sit next to me."

Cheng Weiyue felt warm in her heart.

No matter what, there were still many people staying with her and never leaving.

The school bell rang, covering up the various looks from the crowd towards Cheng Weiyue.

Ge Jingcheng was sitting in the upper right corner of Cheng Weiyue. He didn't listen to what the teacher was saying throughout the class. He just looked at Cheng Weiyue's back with complicated eyes.

She didn't seem to be affected by the rumors at all, and was taking notes on her own, looking calm and calm.
Chapter completed!