Mo Ling

Chapter 939: 939: A Day as a Teacher (8)


Chapter 939: Chapter 939: A Day as a Teacher (8)


Officer: “Miss Ruan is afraid of those people, so why didn’t you call the police?”


Chuzheng glanced at them: “Is it illegal for me not to call the police?”


Officer: “…”


It probably isn’t illegal.


Chuzheng: “Since it’s not illegal, whether I call the police or not is my right.”


The officer’s lips twitched, but that’s your family!


Officer: “Mrs. Huang Min is your aunt, you watched your family being taken by unknown people, Miss Ruan, why did you do that?”


Chuzheng: “Am I cold-blooded?”


Officer: “…”


The officer asked Chuzheng a few more details.


“Miss Ruan, if you remember anything, please contact us.”


“Mm.” Chuzheng stood up: “If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”


The officer finished asking questions and could only watch as Chuzheng left.


Huang Min accused Chuzheng, but Chuzheng didn’t have the time to commit the crime, and though her attitude was somewhat unkind, it couldn’t be used as evidence.


As for the people who kidnapped Huang Min, the police investigated but found nothing in the end.


In summary: Chuzheng is innocent, she did nothing.


Besides Huang Min’s testimony, no one could confirm that she was truly kidnapped after being taken by those people.


Huang Min cursed as she left the police station.


After a few days of trouble, Huang Min had lost weight noticeably.


Would Huang Min still dare to ask Chuzheng for money?


She would dare!


But as soon as she entered the elevator, two men followed her in, and the tall and burly men made the elevator seem extremely cramped.


The elevator doors slowly closed.


Huang Min stood nervously, but fortunately, the elevator quickly reached her floor, and she rushed to step out.


However, an arm extended, blocking the elevator door, and the other man quickly pressed the close button and then pressed for the ground floor.


“What are you…”


The two men glared fiercely at Huang Min.


Huang Min was forced out of the elevator, and the two men stood like guards at the doors, not speaking or touching her, but just not letting her back in.


Whenever Huang Min tried to find Chuzheng, people inexplicably appeared to block her.


After several times, Huang Min roughly understood that this was Chuzheng’s handiwork.


But even reporting to the police was useless.


After all, they didn’t actually do anything.


Huang Min was so angry she almost vomited blood.


The in-laws were urging for the betrothal gift money, but since Huang Min couldn’t find Chuzheng, she had to temporarily set her aside and find ways for the betrothal money.



“Miss Ruan, where should we put these?”


Chuzheng pointed to an inner door: “In the room.”


“Got it.”


They carried the bundles of things inside, and Chuzheng gave them some money, watching them leave.


Chuzheng returned to the room, looking at the messy heap of bags on the bed.


The Bastard for some reason insisted today that she needed to fill up her wardrobe.


“Miss, you change only two outfits a day, and people might think you have no clothes. Is this how a rich person should behave?”


“We rich people should change to a new set every day, never repeating!”


King’s Account spoke excitedly, not wanting to lose its face as the Spendthrift System!


Chuzheng: “…”


The original owner did have fewer clothes, and most were the kind that looked old-fashioned, making a twenty-something young girl look like she was in her thirties.


Chuzheng fell onto the pile of clothes.


Not wanting to speak.


Just wanted some peace.


Don’t ask me who Peace is.


Chuzheng lay for a while, then got up to take a bath, too hot.


She walked to the table, just about to grab the shower gel when her hand abruptly stopped.


Chuzheng bent down to look at the bottle on the table.


This was a brand of Immortal Water she bought a day ago during a spending spree. She accidentally knocked it over after unboxing it, spilling a lot, but not this much…


Chuzheng checked the things on the table.


Everything else was untouched, except the samples had fewer now.


It was only her and Su He living here.


If things were missing, who else could it be but Su He?


Chuzheng propped her chin: “Bastard, what do you think of me pouring some glue into it?”


“Miss, we could anger her by spending. Don’t be so cruel!!”


Pouring glue, you actually thought of that.


Chuzheng really began rummaging through the cabinets.


“Miss!!” King’s Account screamed: “Why not spend instead, don’t mess around!”


Chuzheng finally sighed, sitting back in the chair.


King’s Account, seeing she hadn’t found glue, breathed a sigh of relief.


However, the sigh had barely left when Chuzheng excitedly took out her phone and quickly ordered a box of glue from a group buying app.


“…”


Is Miss planning to use the glue to seal Su He?!


“Look, I’m trying to spend.” Chuzheng even bragged to King’s Account: “Instead of buying one stick, I bought a box. Am I making progress?”


“…” You’re definitely progressing in doing naughty things every day.


The delivery was quick, and it soon arrived in Chuzheng’s hands.


Chuzheng didn’t really mix the glue into the Immortal Water; instead, she fixed all the cosmetics onto the table, then went to take a bath, doing absolutely nothing else.


“…”



For the next two days, King’s Account kept an eye on her, but Chuzheng did nothing.


She just occasionally wandered by Su He’s room door.


Recently, Su He seemed to have found a new date and was doing well, with rosy cheeks and a breezy mood.


In good spirits, she didn’t quarrel with Chuzheng.


Both parties minded their own business, living peacefully.


But King’s Account felt uneasy.


Miss can’t have bought glue for nothing.


She must be planning something!


After school, Chuzheng left the campus, and groups of boys passed by, roughhousing.


“Those guys wouldn’t really call for backup, would they?”


“They could call for backup? Who believes that? Are you scared?”


“What’s there to be afraid of? Let’s fight them!”


Chuzheng watched the class bullies’ group running swiftly with a thoughtful expression.


A fight, huh!


Chuzheng turned her feet and followed those people.


The class bullies’ group ran and stopped, not too fast, and Chuzheng followed at a leisurely pace.


They didn’t get far from school and ended up in an alley behind it—why is there always an alley behind schools!


Others were in the alley, more than double the number of the class bullies’ group.


It was clearly a pre-arranged fight.


Something I used to play with.


Stepping in for the students?


No chance of that, not in this lifetime.


Chuzheng quickly called the police.


So young, not doing homework, but fighting!


As a teacher, seeing such things, of course, she had to sternly stop it.


Tomorrow, I’ll give them extra homework!


Because it was near the school, the area was always more closely monitored, so as soon as the group started fighting, the police arrived with sirens blazing, taking them all to the police station.


Chuzheng patted her chest, and her red scarf appeared even brighter!


“Who’s there!”


Someone suddenly shouted on the other side.


The class bullies’ group was startled, looking towards Chuzheng, their previously lifeless faces suddenly gained energy as they yelled in unison: “Teacher! Teacher, help!!”


Chuzheng: “…”


As the teacher involved, Chuzheng was also brought to the police station.


Chuzheng and the class bullies’ group exchanged looks, both wide-eyed and bewildered.