Chapter 37

The girl’s delicate eyes were filled with anger, but more of it was grievance.

It was obviously she who almost ruined her face, but in order not to implicate Meng Hechuan and Lu Jili, she had to make a fool of herself.

He swallowed his anger and didn’t bother with Xu Qingqing and her group.

But he didn’t expect that such a move would be regarded as “abandoning halfway” in his eyes?

Bai Yan cleared her throat, trying her best to avoid losing face, “Chief Engineer Meng, do you think I’m worried that I’ll be punished if I bring this to the attention of my superiors?

You are wrong! I am not afraid at all. On the contrary, even if I will be punished, I want to ask the chief uncle for justice! I don’t care whether I will be grounded or not, but I don’t want to implicate you, so I will…”

“That’s all.” Meng Hechuan interrupted her abruptly.

Bai Yan was puzzled.

Lu Jili’s expression was unclear.

The small team of the art class was completely stunned.

Meng Hechuan still held her hand, looking at Xu Qingqing and the others with icy eyes, “One thing is one thing. When you return to the brigade regarding your dispute with Comrade Zhihua, the leaders will give you an explanation. As for us, we violated the rules, so we should be punished.”

“…” Bai Yan blinked and asked him uncertainly: “You mean…”

“Whether Comrade Zhihua hit you or not, you should find the team leader and talk it over. It’s getting late. Xu Qingqing, you are Comrade Zhihua’s squad leader, so you should come along on this trip.”

Meng Hechuan’s words were concise, clear and powerful.

The people present were oppressed by his aura and no one dared to refute him.

Back at the brigade, this kind of thing could have been mediated by an ordinary political supervisor.

But for some reason, Meng Hechuan took them directly to Lu Zhenhua’s office.

A conflict between girls fermented into a serious ideological and political issue.

Under Bai Yan’s logical and clear questioning, Zhihua no longer dared to tell lies.

To be honest, she did bump into Bai Yan on purpose.

But she didn’t dare to give Xu Qingqing away.

After talking for a long time, he just said that he was jealous of Bai Yan who stole the limelight on the day of the reception and wanted to dampen her enthusiasm.

Zhihua’s motive was indeed too dark, and her actions were cruel. She placed the ice skates and almost disfigured Bai Yan.

After understanding the cause and effect of the incident, Lu Zhenhua naturally had to punish her accordingly.

The team issued a serious warning to Zhihua and informed the entire brigade.

And she was asked to make a public apology to Bai Yan at the team meeting next Monday.

Bai Yan was very satisfied with the result.

But although she won in this matter, she could not escape the punishment.

Xu Qingqing and Zhihua were not convinced, so they exaggerated the story of her leaving the team privately.

Rules are rules. Even though Lu Jili explained it from the side, they had a practical purpose in going out this time.

But Lu Zhenhua still criticized and punished Bai Yan for going out this time – three days of ideological education and banned her from going out for a month.

Such punishment also fell on Meng Hechuan and Lu Jili who took her out.

The only thing added to their punishment was the corporal punishment of having to run thirty laps for three consecutive days.

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Bai Yan sat on the steps of the playground, holding the mung bean soup she had cooked with Aunt Zhang. She looked up at the two people running one after the other on the playground, feeling filled with guilt.

Zhihua publicly apologized to her at the meeting, and she felt good.

Receiving ideological education and being grounded did not bother her in any way, as she had no money in her pocket anyway.

It’s no big deal if you can’t go out this month.

But Meng Hechuan and Lu Jili still could not escape corporal punishment.

Today is the last day of running exercises. Bai Yan came out of the training class early and rushed to Aunt Zhang.

I cooked a pot of mung bean soup.

The weather is cold, and the mung bean soup will become cold after a while.

Bai Yan tasted it and thought it was just right, so she put it in a thermos bucket and took it out.

Although the weather was cold, I gradually felt warm after running ten laps around the playground.

On the playground, Meng Hechuan and Lu Jili took off their heavy uniform jackets and wore only the white short-sleeved shirts underneath.

Meng Hechuan has fair skin and his arms are firm and smooth.

But because of the high-intensity aerobic exercise, the muscles are slightly red.

Bai Yan stared at his running figure and sighed, apart from his personality and future outcome, God really favored this man.

He has a handsome face, broad shoulders, narrow waist and extremely long legs.

He looks thin when he is dressed, and when he takes off his clothes, his whole body is full of muscles.

No wonder Xu Qingqing was so obsessed with him and he was so wary of all the female characters.

“Sister Yan, what delicious food did you bring today?”

Lu Jili ran to the steps where Bai Yan was sitting and waved at her, “I didn’t get to eat the duck legs that day, but I ate the sweet soup you sent me for three consecutive days.”

The instructor who was called by Lu Zhenhua to watch them run laps blew a whistle, “Captain Lu, run seriously! You still have fifteen laps to go.”

Bai Yan secretly shook the thermos in her hand, signaling him to come over and drink after he finished running.

Just as I put down the thermos, Meng Hechuan’s eyes just happened to drift over.

The two men looked at each other in the air, and he turned his eyes away first.

Bai Yan held her cheek and continued to be in a daze.

She remembered that in the book, the original owner forced Meng Hechuan to marry her, so Meng Hechuan became a married man.

If the original owner had not intervened, with Elder Meng’s personality, would he have found a girl in private and had a relationship with her?

Or will he succumb to Xu Qingqing’s offensive and become her slave?

Bai Yan shuddered subconsciously.

No matter which option it is, it doesn’t seem to fit the man Meng Hechuan.

Besides, he was a villain himself, and eventually he died of illness in prison.

It’s better for people like this not to go out and harm other good girls, right?

Bai Yan was daydreaming when she suddenly felt a pain on her head.

When she came back to her senses, Meng Hechuan, with a normal expression, curled up the “tool of crime” that had hit her head, propped up his hand, and sat down next to Bai Yan.

“Are you done running?”

He panted slightly, calmed his breathing, and nodded: “I’m not like Lu Jili, who runs slower than a turtle.”

Maybe it was because he saved himself in Shichahai and saved Bai Yan from being disfigured.

Or maybe that day he didn’t care about being punished and wanted to seek justice for Bai Yan.

During these three days, Bai Yan began to like him more.

She swiftly took out a clean towel from her bag and said, “This is yours. Wipe your sweat off and put on your clothes.”

Meng Hechuan took it. The towel had a fresh soap scent and also the smell of being exposed to the sun.

He sniffed calmly, stood up, and put the towel to his forehead to wipe the sweat.

Bai Yan handed over the aluminum kettle again. He wiped the sweat off his face, handed the towel to Bai Yan, and took the kettle.

He tilted his head back and gulped down the water.

Meng Hechuan was tall, and when he stood up, he just blocked the sun above his head.

Bai Yan narrowed her eyes, and the man’s outline flickered against the light.

A drop of sweat slid down his hard jaw, passed his Adam’s apple which moved up and down because of drinking water, and finally disappeared on his collarbone.

It has a wild flavor.

It’s incredibly beautiful.

Bai Yan was stunned and swallowed involuntarily.