The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Zhuang Guodong sat directly opposite Huang Yime, not considering himself an outsider at all.

When Wu Xiaorou saw the stranger, she shouted, "This position is occupied."

Zhuang Guodong ignored Wu Xiaorou and kept his eyes on Huang Yime.

Huang Yimei hugged Wu Xiaorou and said, "Xiaorou, this is my friend."

Wu Xiaorou didn't say anything then, but just stared at Zhuang Guodong curiously.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Huang Yimei discovered that Zhuang Guodong had changed a little. He was thinner and more haggard, and there was a hint of sinisterness in him for no reason.

Huang Yimei thought it was her illusion, and after taking another closer look, she discovered that Zhuang Guodong's eyes were like knives, very scary.

"Why did you come to Shanghai? Didn't you go to France?" Huang Yimei asked.

"I didn't go to France and the job fell through," said Zhuang Guodong.

"Why, what happened?" Huang Yimei asked in surprise.

Zhuang Guodong said with a gloomy face: "Last time I had a conflict with Zhou Shihui, he turned around and complained to Mr. Teng, causing me to lose my job opportunity."

"Ah!" Huang Yimei was surprised: "He clearly said that he would not bother with you."

Zhuang Guodong sneered: "Zhou Shihui is a two-faced villain. Of course he has to pretend to be a good person in front of you."

Huang Yimei didn't believe it and said, "There must be some misunderstanding here. I'll call him and ask."

Zhuang Guodong snorted coldly: "No need, I, Zhuang Guodong, have not yet fallen to the point of begging him."

Huang Yimei asked: "Why did you come to see me?"

Zhuang Guodong took out a newspaper and pushed it in front of Huang Yime.

"Zhou Shihui is a villain who seeks fame and reputation, has a corrupt moral character, and plagiarizes the achievements of others."

Huang Yimei frowned and immediately said, "Don't talk nonsense, he is not that kind of person."

Zhuang Guodong snorted, "I know you've always admired his talent, but do you know? His so-called talent is fake. All his works are plagiarized from a man named Thomas Quinn."

Zhuang Guodong unfolded the newspaper and pointed to one of the reports and said, "This is a French tabloid. Take a look at this painting. Doesn't it look very similar to Zhou Shihui's award-winning work?"

Huang Yimei looked in the direction where Zhuang Guodong pointed and indeed saw a painting.

"This was a news story five years ago, reporting on a rare French painting competition, in which the winning work was almost identical to Zhou Shihui's." Zhuang Guodong said confidently: "According to the time, Zhou Shihui plagiarized other people's works."

Huang Yimei picked up the newspaper in disbelief, but unfortunately she couldn't understand French.

"You can take the newspaper and find someone who knows French to translate it to see if I am lying to you." Zhuang Guodong sneered.

"Impossible, there must be a misunderstanding here." Huang Yimei said with a pale face.

"You still don't want to believe it?" Zhuang Guodong gritted his teeth and said, "The man you love is a scumbag. He deceived everyone, including you."

Huang Yimei put down the newspaper and shouted, "Stop talking. I believe he wouldn't do such a thing."

Zhuang Guodong said angrily: "You are still stubborn and stubborn. Are you really after Zhou Shihui's money?"

Huang Yimei was stunned for a moment, then she thought of something and asked in surprise: "Did you spread those rumors about my school?"

Zhuang Guodong said with a gloomy face: "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it. You are no different from those cheap women who hang out with rich men."

"You are shameless." Huang Yimei said angrily.

"Humph, you dare to do it but not admit it." Zhuang Guodong sneered: "You are pregnant with a wild man's child, living in his house, driving his car, and enjoying all the material conditions he gives you. If this is not being a sugar daddy, then what is it?"

"Shut up." Huang Yimei said angrily: "You know I'm not. I really love Zhou Shihui. Even if he can't give me a legitimate status, I'm willing to have a child for him. As for the house and car, he gave them to the child. I don't care about them at all."

Zhuang Guodong laughed and said, "What you said sounds nice, but is your behavior any different from those women?

I originally thought that you were a pure and innocent fairy, but I didn't expect that you were just a prostitute with a glamorous appearance but a rotten heart!"

Huang Yimei lost the ability to control her facial expression. She was so upset by Zhuang Guodong's insult that she called her a whore that she started to feel stomachache.

"Teacher Huang, what's wrong with you?" Wu Xiaorou found Huang Yime holding her stomach with a painful expression, and she suddenly panicked.

"Mom, Mom." Wu Xiaorou is a child who instinctively calls her mother when she encounters a problem.

When Mrs. Wu and Fang Xiewen heard the noise, they didn't even bother to get the food and hurried over.

"Teacher Huang, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Wu said in panic.

"My stomach hurts." Huang Yimei said in pain.

Fang Xiewen turned around and saw Zhuang Guodong, and shouted angrily: "What did you do to her?"

Zhuang Guodong straightened his clothes and stood up, saying: "I didn't expect that you could seduce a wild man even though you were pregnant. I was right in scolding you."

Huang Yimei's face became more painful when she heard this.

"What nonsense are you talking about." Fang Xiewen pulled Zhuang Guodong by the collar.

Zhuang Guodong is 1.9 meters tall, and Fang Xiewen is not short either, about 1.8 meters tall. When the two of them clashed, they immediately became the focus of the restaurant, and everyone looked over.

"Teacher Fang, send the person to the hospital first." Mrs. Wu saw that Huang Yimei had cold sweat on her forehead and immediately stopped Fang Xiewen.

Fang Xiewen didn't care about Zhuang Guodong, he quickly let go of his hand and ran to Huang Yimei.

"I'll help you go to the hospital." Fang Xiewen grabbed Huang Yime's arm and helped her stand up.

Zhuang Guodong has been watching coldly, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"I told you, you will regret it."

Huang Yimei looked at Zhuang Guodong in pain, unable to say a word, and let Mrs. Wu and Fang Xiewen help her out.

Mrs. Wu didn't have Aunt Wang's phone number and didn't know where she parked her car, so she could only hail a taxi and quickly take her to the nearest hospital.

Huang Yimei was so emotionally excited that she had a miscarriage, which was a sign of miscarriage. Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital in time, and both the adult and the child are fine for the time being, but they need to be observed in the hospital for two days.

After everything settled down, Mrs. Wu took Huang Yimei's cell phone, found Aunt Wang's number, and quickly notified people to come to the hospital.

Aunt Wang didn't dare to make a decision on her own, so she called Wang Gang.

After hearing that Huang Yime was hospitalized, Wang Gang ignored everything else and flew to Shanghai overnight and rushed into the ward to visit Huang Yime.

Huang Yimei had already fallen asleep at that time. After Wang Gang carefully took her pulse, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Xiewen and Aunt Wang had been waiting outside the ward, while Mrs. Wu had already taken her daughter home to rest.

"Thank you for bringing Rose to the hospital." Wang Gang first thanked Fang Xiewen, after all, he had been busy running around until now.

"You're welcome. Even if a stranger encountered such a thing, I wouldn't just sit there and do nothing." Fang Xiewen felt a little embarrassed facing Wang Gang.

"Who harmed Rose like this?" Wang Gang asked.

"I don't know who he is, but it seems that he and Huang Yimei should know each other." Fang Xiewen took out a newspaper, which was the one that Zhuang Guodong gave to Huang Yimei.

Wang Gang opened the newspaper and saw the picture, his face became even gloomier. (End of this chapter)