Smart as Zhou Zheng was, the moment he saw Chen Ying's smile and recalled all the oddities from earlier, he immediately understood what had happened.
Chen Ying walked forward with the deputy secretary, her face calm, never looking back again. Zhou Zheng, oh Zhou Zheng, was it she who harmed him? The only one who harmed him was himself. His own intentions were impure, yet he blamed it on her. Disappointed? Upset? Perhaps. But Zhou Zheng, in Chen Ying's heart, was no more than this.
The next day, the quiet little village came alive, with everyone eagerly discussing last night's gossip.
"Sangsang, Sangsang!" Li Xiaoqin strolled into Tian Sangsang's yard, all smiles, here again to gossip with her. Both women had kids, their ages only a few years apart, making Li Xiaoqin feel like Tian Sangsang was her "bestie."
