Chapter 103: 102. Brother Zhang Must Have a Way (Please add to favorites, please vote for recommendations!)

After Zhang Sicheng took over Biaoxue Company, everything in the Zhang Family seemed to have gotten on the right track, and Zhang Ran's life also began to become increasingly regular.

He would get up in the morning to send the two little ones to school, then stroll around Shanghai with He Yong, and learn something new every day, especially some information obtained in exchange for antiques.

In the afternoon, he would pick up the two children from school, play outside for a while, and then go home for dinner.

As for the lives of Zhang Sicheng and Liu Lu, they were even more regular.

There is no need to say much about Zhang Sicheng; he went to work in the morning and got off in the evening, his schedule basically set in stone.

At the beginning, Zhang Sicheng still worked overtime every day, but after Zhang Ran reminded him a few times, he rarely worked overtime and basically returned on time every day.

Although Liu Lu did not resign from her nursing job, Ning Qing pulled some strings, so Liu Lu's work suddenly became much less, and basically no one bothered her anymore.

As long as there were no emergencies, Liu Lu could leave work at any time.

Zhang Siyan was still busy every day; the sense of security in her heart was not as sufficient as Zhang Sicheng's.

Although Zhang Sicheng said his previous standard of living was not high and he had to struggle for daily necessities every day, it was stable.

But Zhang Siyan was different; although she had the fifty million given by Zhang Ran, deep down in her heart, she still lacked a sense of security.

Only by making money every day and expanding her capital would she feel more at ease.

He Yong would also go to see He Qing every week, and the father-daughter relationship between the two had eased somewhat.

He Qing walked on campus with an expressionless face, showing no reaction to the pointing and whispering beside her.

On the other hand, her good friend Min Wenwen was a bit indignant, "How can these people be like this? They don't know the truth of the matter, yet they are making things up, and the teachers don't even manage it."

In the past week, He Qing had become a prominent figure in their school; in fact, He Qing had already been a topic of conversation not long after school started.

One month after He Qing started school, a rich second-generation heir high-profilely declared his love, and even set up sports cars, flowers, and many things that girls envied downstairs in He Qing's dormitory building.

But He Qing didn't even pay attention to this person, which caused quite a sensation at the time.

However, as time passed, although that rich second-generation heir was still pursuing He Qing, he was always met with a cold shoulder, and that enthusiasm had faded slightly and was not as high-profile.

So He Qing was not as much in the spotlight.

But for some reason, within this week, rumors about He Qing being kept as a mistress spread like wildfire, and there were even pictures as 'proof'.

And it was no wonder many people would believe it was true; the former He Qing, because of her family situation, was very plain in both her clothing and daily necessities.

But since a month ago, although He Qing did not wear various designer brands, both the things she used and her attire had changed drastically.

Her clothes changed from the previous one hundred yuan to now hundreds or even thousands, but these were still secondary.

The most important thing was that some of He Qing's computer and other living configurations had become very expensive.

These all had pictures as 'evidence', and coupled with the fact that an old man would come to pick He Qing up every Sunday, it 'confirmed' this matter all at once.

As for He Qing's explanations, no one listened at all; even if they knew what He Qing said was true, no one would believe it. They only needed to watch the spectacle and enjoy the pleasure of criticizing others from a moral standpoint; what did the rest have to do with them?

"Qingqing, aren't you angry? It was clearly He Shu who bought them for you; why do these people have to say those things?" Min Wenwen appeared even more annoyed when she spoke.

She knew the truth of the matter and had tried every possible way to explain it, posting countless times on the school forum and replying to countless questions, but no one believed her.

He Qing said indifferently, "Is being angry useful? We haven't explained it just once or twice; have those people listened?"

"But it can't go on like this forever; if it continues like this, your reputation will be completely ruined." Min Wenwen was anxious for He Qing.

He Qing said, "Explaining is useless; those photos are enough to prove the answer they want to get."

Speaking of these photos, a cold sneer could not help but appear on the corner of He Qing's mouth.

There were quite a few of her old life photos on there; she didn't even need to think to know where these photos came from.

Min Wenwen also thought of this and was even more furious about it, "How could those two do this? He Shu hasn't bought them few things during this time either."

Except for the three people in their dormitory, no one else had these photos.

Min Wenwen knew it wasn't herself, so it must be the other two, and coupled with the behavior of these two during this period, it was easy to guess.

"Alright, let them be, it doesn't matter." Although He Qing said so, she still felt a bit uncomfortable deep down.

After all, when encountering such a thing, who could really not care at all?

If it weren't for the fact that He Qing had been independent and strong-minded since she was a child, she would probably be on the verge of a breakdown now.

"Dad." He Qing looked at He Yong, a smile appearing on her face.

"Hello, He Shu." Min Wenwen also greeted him.

He Yong said with a smile, "Hello, Wenwen, what do you want to eat for lunch? My treat. By the way, where are the other two from your dormitory? Why don't I see them today?"

Every time He Yong came on Sunday, he would invite He Qing's roommates to eat together, wanting to use this method to help He Qing get along better with her roommates and let her roommates take care of her more.

"How could they have the face to come?" Min Wenwen said hatefully.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Did you have some conflict?" He Yong asked hurriedly.

"Dad, it's nothing, let's eat first." He Qing said.

Just as He Yong wanted to ask carefully, he heard two girls passing by deliberately speaking in a very loud voice, "Look, isn't this He Qing who is being kept? Tsk tsk tsk, sure enough, sigh, public morality is declining; one can do whatever one wants if one is good-looking."

As soon as these words came out, He Yong's expression changed immediately, and he was about to rush over to grab those two, but was pulled back by He Qing.

"Don't go, do you still want to be taken in?" He Qing said.

He Qing actually didn't blame He Yong at all; she knew that He Yong was trying his best to get along with her, and He Yong was always cautious when talking to her.

He Qing could understand He Yong's feelings, so she still came this week; she didn't want He Yong's good intentions to be wasted, and even less did she want the newly established father-daughter relationship to break again.

"Xiao Qing, what exactly is going on?" He Yong asked nervously.

He Qing still wanted to hide it, but Min Wenwen couldn't help it anymore and told him about what happened this week; He Yong's eyes turned red after hearing it.

"Don't be impulsive, their mouths are on them, let them talk." He Qing said hurriedly.

She knew that He Yong had just come out of prison, and she didn't want He Yong to go back in.

Min Wenwen was also startled by He Yong's appearance and said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes, He Shu, don't be impulsive; you will be taken in if you hit someone at school."

"Are we just going to let it go like this?" He Yong couldn't stand this grievance, or rather, he couldn't stand letting his daughter suffer such a great grievance.

"Is there any other way? Just let it be; after a long time, naturally no one will talk about it anymore." He Qing sighed.

He Yong panted heavily, venting the anger in his heart; he really wished he could rush over and beat up all those people who were gossiping, but he also knew that if he did that, it would only make things worse.

"No, it can't be like this. I'll go ask Brother Zhang for help; Brother Zhang must have a way." He Yong spoke in a rapid tone, as if clutching at a straw to save his life.