I became a cannon fodder and watched the drama in the period novels.

Chapter 87 Childhood Sweethearts
Shen Feifei opened the red envelope and saw a stack of money inside. She counted it and found that it was quite a lot, about 200 yuan. She wanted to refuse, but Director Wang held her back and said, "Take it. This is a gift from your uncle. You must accept it."

After saying this, seeing that the matter was almost settled, Chief Wang gave another officer a few words of instruction before leaving.

Next, the police officer named Xiao Liu brought a middle-aged man and woman. After they entered the house and heard what had happened, the woman picked up the watch and looked at it. When she saw the scratches on the back of the watch, she said with certainty that the watch was hers.

Then the woman started to fight with her man and Wang Juan. If the police hadn't stopped them, the fight would have never ended.

Then Shen Feifei asked Wang Juan to write an apology letter to Shen Yueru and post it on the school bulletin board. She also asked the school to show the results of its handling of the matter, and the results of the public security bureau's investigation should also be announced, so that the victim Shen Yueru could be cleared of all charges.

After making the request, Shen Feifei and Shen Yueru left. Before leaving, they saw Wang Juan sitting in the conference room with a deathly pale face. They were not interested in hearing what happened next. Anyway, Wang Juan was definitely in trouble.

As soon as he walked out of the door, the principal followed him out and called Shen Feifei: "Little comrade, are you still studying?"

Seeing Shen Feifei shaking her head, the principal said, "You seem very smart. You can come to Beijing University to study often."

Shen Feifei nodded in agreement and left quickly.

When I walked out of the office building, I saw some people waiting here. They were holding Dongfanghong magazines and pens. When they saw Shen Feifei, they ran up to her and asked her to sign. Shen Feifei shouted, "Don't crowd. It's getting late. I have things to do. Tomorrow you can give the book to my sister Shen Yueru. She will bring it to me for your signature."

After hearing what Shen Feifei said, some people left and planned to ask Shen Yueru for help tomorrow, but some people were unwilling to leave. At this time, Song Qingfei, who had just received the news, ran over. Many people made way for him when they saw him. After all, he was quite famous in Beijing University. He pulled Shen Feifei out of the crowd and left the school.

After returning to the store and learning what happened, Song Qingfei looked at Shen Yueru's red eyes and thought about her current situation. He asked Shen Yueru, "Do you want to go home?"

Shen Yueru shook her head: "Brother, it's okay. If I was defeated by such a small matter, it would be useless. I will not leave school and live at home. Besides, Feifei helped me solve the problem today. If I still leave like this, I will feel like a deserter, and I will look down on myself."

Although she said that, she couldn't help but reveal a pitiful expression on her face. Zhao Tianhao, who had listened to the whole thing, took out something and handed it to Shen Yueru: "Here, this is the orange I just bought today. It's quite sweet. Try it. I'll take you back to school later."

Shen Yueru took the orange and nodded.

On the other side, Yuan Jingwan felt pity for Shen Yueru and admired Shen Feifei. She didn't leave because she was worried. She stared at Shen Feifei with her shining eyes: "Boss, you are awesome!"

Although she had been calling Shen Feifei by her name during this period, at this moment she admired Shen Feifei so much that she involuntarily changed the address to boss.

After they finished summarizing and counting the accounts, they hurried home as it was getting late.

On the way home, Song Qingfei held Shen Feifei's hand and said, "Wife, you were amazing today! You worked so hard."

"That's it, who am I! I've been so tired today, I don't want to walk anymore!" Song Qingfei squatted down immediately after hearing her say this: "Come up, I'll carry you back."

After returning home and taking a shower, Shen Feifei saw Song Qingfei taking out a large box of condoms. She asked in surprise, "Where did you get so many?"

"I asked someone to buy it. We don't want to have a child so early. You are still young. It's not good for your health to have a child too early. But it's not safe to count the days every day. It's safer to use this." Song Qingfei said. After listening to him, Shen Feifei went into the praise mode again, and threw a bunch of good words at him. Song Qingfei was so angry that he couldn't suppress his smile.

Shen Feifei feels that if a marriage is to be maintained well, then one must learn to manage it. Praise is the greatest encouragement and affirmation to the other party. Only by giving a positive response can the other party be more proactive in doing things.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the other party really does a good job, and Song Qingfei is such a thoughtful and warm-hearted man.

And now such a handsome man with both inner and outer beauty asked his wife to reward him well in the evening. How could Shen Feifei not agree? After all, such a handsome man was right in front of her, and Shen Feifei also wanted to do it!
She took out the clothes and props she had prepared. They were going to try something new today, and Shen Feifei had wanted to try it for a long time.

She opened the closet and took out a little nurse uniform she had made herself from the back. Then she put on a little cat headband and high heels. These were all carefully prepared by her.

Looking at the sexy woman in front of him, Song Qingfei couldn't help swallowing.

Needless to say, Song Qingfei woke up the next day feeling refreshed, as if he had drunk some magic medicine.

He looked at Shen Feifei with a resentful look on her face and said unsatisfiedly: "Wife, let's do it again tonight."

Shen Feifei rolled her eyes at him and ignored him, lowering her head to eat. Song Qingfei touched his nose guiltily, thinking that he had gone too far last night.

Not long after we arrived at the store and opened the door, Bai Jingwan and the two sisters Xia Ying and Xia Qin came in and everyone started to get busy.

At noon, several male comrades came to the store. They came from Beijing University. One of them handed a bouquet of flowers to Shen Feifei: "Comrade Shen, this is for you."

Shen Feifei refused: "Comrade, I don't need flowers, you can take them."

"Comrade Shen doesn't like flowers. Comrade Shen writes articles, so he must like reading books. I also like reading and writing. Comrade Shen, we can communicate together." Another male comrade interrupted and pushed aside the boy who was standing in front of Shen Feifei holding flowers.

Shen Feifei laughed dryly: "It's not convenient for me to communicate with you. I have a partner. If I need to communicate, I can talk to my partner."

Hearing her say this, several boys looked regretful. At this time, a tall man walked into the store. He saw Shen Feifei at a glance and held her hand: "Daya? Is that you?"

Shen Feifei looked at the man and couldn't remember who he was. Seeing her confused face, the man said excitedly: "I am your Ai Bing brother, don't you remember me?"

Aibing? Jiang Aibing? Shen Feifei remembered that this was her original body's childhood sweetheart. They had secretly fallen in love when they were in the village, and Jiang Aibing had agreed to marry her.

Before she could say anything, a female voice rang out: "Brother Aibing, who is this woman?"

A girl with short hair hanging over her ears put her arm around Jiang Aibing's arm and looked at Shen Feifei, sizing her up with critical eyes.