Chapter 294: Jiang Sinian, I Want to Live at Your House

Not every woman has the good fortune that Si Rong has.

Perhaps the next one she finds will be even worse than Geng Xiaofeng.

Bai Mo pursed her lips and said nothing more.

She felt her aunt was a bit pitiful, and also a bit pathetic.

However, she had her own pride.

Since Geng Xiaofeng had already said as much, she would not continue to stay; she still had to think about where to live next.

Actually, the Jiang Family would be quite nice.

After school last night, she had already stuffed an apology letter into Jiang Sinian's desk compartment; if things went smoothly, Jiang Sinian would see it tomorrow morning and make up with her.

Then, she would throw the problem of having nowhere to live at Jiang Sinian; she could not bring it up herself, otherwise Jiang Sinian would think she was being pushy.

Once she moved into the Jiang Family, she would be closer to Jiang Sinian than Jiang Yue was.

However, to make things go more smoothly, Bai Mo pulled up the sleeve of her clothes a bit, then bit down hard on her arm in a spot similar to where Jiang Sinian's arm would be.

After coaxing Bai Mo, Shen Yuan returned to the room to prepare to coax Geng Xiaofeng.

Unexpectedly, just as she leaned over, she was pushed to the ground by Geng Xiaofeng again.

"You shameless thing! Can you die if you go a moment without a man?"

After Geng Xiaofeng finished humiliating her, he began to open the drawer to look for their marriage certificate.

Seeing that he seemed to be serious, Shen Yuan hugged him from behind, "Xiaofeng, I love you, let's not get a divorce, let Xiao Mo go live with my brother instead."

"You stinking bitch!" Geng Xiaofeng shoved her away, "I already know about the things you did in the past, don't say anything else, let's divorce immediately!"

Shen Yuan felt a shock in her heart.

She slumped onto the floor, "Xiaofeng, I was helpless in the past, but since being with you, I have never done anything to wrong you, is that not enough?"

"It is not."

Geng Xiaofeng urged her, "Go! Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau right now!"

"It's the middle of the night, the Civil Affairs Bureau isn't open," Shen Yuan reminded him.

"Then we'll go wait in line!" Geng Xiaofeng didn't want to wait even a moment; he only wanted to draw a line between himself and this woman who was available to every man.

No matter what the reason was in the past, it was not an excuse for her to deceive him.

Since the matter was set in stone, Shen Yuan no longer had any reservations, "Heh, what kind of man do you think you are?"

"Small, soft, and short-lived—you're the most useless one I've ever seen!"

"It's good that we're divorcing; I haven't wanted to live with you for a long time!"

At this moment, Shen Yuan still did not know the disparity in strength between a man and a woman, and even less did she know to quit while she was ahead and not provoke a drunk, angry man.

After being humiliated, Geng Xiaofeng grabbed her, tore off her clothes, and picked up the leather belt from the bed to bind Shen Yuan's hands.

He hung her on the door frame and began to beat her.

This scene terrified Bai Mo, who was holding the clothes she had packed.

"Run!" Shen Yuan hadn't expected Geng Xiaofeng to be such a beast, and hurriedly shouted.

Bai Mo ran away clutching her things, her whole body trembling in terror.

After leaving, she thought she should call the police; this was domestic violence, and the police would surely handle it.

But after walking only two steps, she remembered that Geng Xiaofeng was still her history teacher, and the College Entrance Examination was now imminent.

If he knew she had called the police, would he retaliate against her?

Forget it, her aunt didn't want to divorce either; if she called the police, it might affect their marital relationship.

She had better not meddle in other people's business.

Bai Mo went to the school gate, preparing to wait.

No sooner had she left than Geng Xiaofeng stopped.

"Forget it," he said, "we're getting a divorce anyway, beating a bitch like you is useless; just wait and see if I was right before—your niece is an ungrateful wretch."

"She only cares about herself."

Geng Xiaofeng unbuckled the belt, "After the divorce, don't be so good to her, take care of yourself."

Shen Yuan looked at the door, hoping in her heart that the child would return; as long as she came back once, she would risk her life to be good to her in the future.

Unfortunately, she waited until dawn, but Bai Mo never returned.

The Civil Affairs Bureau did not open either, because it was Saturday.

Even on a Saturday, the third-year high school students had to attend class.

Bai Mo sat at her desk, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, deliberately exposing the wound she had bitten last night, hoping Jiang Sinian would see it.

The mark was a deep red; Bai Mo had bitten down with ruthless intent.

It showed her deep affection for Jiang Sinian; in the future, this pair of marks on their bodies could be considered a memento.

But after the Jiang Sinian siblings entered the classroom, neither of them looked in her direction, and naturally, they did not see the wound on her arm.

"Oh! Bai Mo, are you hurt?" her deskmate noticed and immediately asked with concern, "Were you bitten by a dog? Have you had a rabies shot?"

The whole class looked over, except for Jiang Sinian.

Bai Mo:...

Thanks a lot for calling me a dog.

"It wasn't a dog bite," she retorted in a low voice, "it was bitten by someone."

"Who? How could they be so vicious? It's even bleeding! I'll go with you to tell the teacher!"

Bai Mo shook her head gently, "No need, she didn't mean any harm."

She wasn't someone who could be ruthless to herself; it wasn't even as deep as the mark she had bitten onto Jiang Sinian's arm.

"It's bitten like this and you say there's no harm?" The deskmate was speechless, and seeing she didn't want to talk about it, could only say, "Whoever it is, you should stay away from her in the future! Who knows when she might bite you to death."

Bai Mo:......

Her desk-mate had such a venomous tongue.

"It's fine, don't you think it's romantic?" Bai Mo said while observing the movements of Jiang Sinian to her front-left; he was finally going to look for something in his desk compartment.

He should be discovering the apology letter she wrote soon.

"Romantic my foot!" her desk-mate retorted again, "Don't let those romance novels poison your mind; someone who bites you like that just wants to hurt you, not love you."

Bai Mo disagreed with her words, but at this moment, she had no heart to argue with her.

Because that apology letter was already being held between Jiang Sinian's fingertips; the youth's fingertips were slender and good-looking.

Bai Mo's heart pounded faster and faster.

She saw Jiang Sinian stand up, and then his hands made a shooting motion in the air.

That apology letter she had stayed up all night writing flew into the trash can.

Bai Mo was extremely angry.

But thinking of how Jiang Sinian usually treated the love letters in his desk, she felt relieved again.

She blamed her own carelessness; Jiang Sinian must not have known that she was the one who wrote it.

Bai Mo seized the time to write another apology letter; she had nowhere to live now, so naturally, she had no time to play tug-of-war with Jiang Sinian.

When school ended, she handed it to Jiang Sinian directly.

"Open it and take a look."

There were some things she couldn't say out loud, so she could only write them down.

Bai Mo even deliberately exposed the scar on her arm.

Jiang Sinian was silent for two seconds, but he still opened it to look; Bai Mo breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Not far away, Jiang Siyu curled her lips in speechlessness; she was simply dumbfounded.

Looking at Jiang Yue again, she was completely unaffected by those two, packing her schoolbag and heading home after school in one smooth motion; she was worthy of being her sister Yue.

Jiang Siyu did not leave so quickly; since it concerned her brother's lifelong happiness, she wanted to stay and watch.

"Finished reading?" Bai Mo asked impatiently.

Jiang Sinian nodded.

Bai Mo let out a long, slow breath, automatically assuming that Jiang Sinian had already forgiven her, and she playfully stuck out her tongue, "My mother has returned to the countryside; can I stay at your house for a while?"