Chapter 35

There are many photos, so many that ye Ziqing is surprised. Even when some photos were taken, even she doesn't know.

The first group of photos were taken from KTV. The teaching director closely supported her and sat in the taxi.

She was flushed and nestled in his arms, while the teaching director's fat hand fell on her waist,.

Her eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and she clenched the cup with her hands.

She has never gone out with director Zhang. The only time is the teacher's dinner.

Well, there is no doubt that director Zhang must have fooled her when she was drunk.

The next group of photos is the scene of her coming out of the hotel early in the morning. Her clothes are wrinkled and her hair is messy. It's unnatural to walk. People with clear eyes can see what happened.

The last video played was in the charm bar. Zhang Hu held her in his arms and laid hands on her

All the teachers in the office looked at Ye Ziqing with contempt, cynicism and disdain.

I didn't expect that Mr. Ye looked so pure, but what he did behind his back was really like a loose bitch. It was disgusting! Those teachers' eyes Ye Ziqing didn't see it, but she knew it very clearly in her heart.

At this point, no matter how she spoke or explained, it would not have any effect.

The only thing she wants to find out is who took these photos and which newspaper is in charge of a newspaper in the population?

Who is targeting her about this?

Her thoughts were still wandering, and a burst of hurried footsteps came. Before she could look up, "pa", her cheeks had been slapped, hot and numb and painful.

Then there were rude screams and curses; "You bitch, seduce whose husband?"

Ye Ziqing even felt that her left face was numb. She looked up and stood in front of the grade director's wife.

In order to avoid making things bigger, she gritted her teeth and forbeared.

In her forties, she was very fat. She was angry and trembled with fat on her face. The burning flame in her eyes just wanted to burn her to death.

"I didn't seduce director Zhang." he moved his painful left face, and ye Ziqing said word by word.

"No? Is it my husband who seduced you, bitch? Looking at the human model, I don't know how many men gave it behind my back!"

Mrs. Zhang is sharp and mean, and her words are simply ugly.

"Of course I know what kind of person I am, and what kind of person director Zhang is. I'm afraid Mrs. Zhang still doesn't know. It's really sad."

She smiled gently, and her words were neither cold nor hot. Director Zhang relied on the principal as his father-in-law. He was a famous salty pig at school. He liked to touch young female teachers most. Mrs. Zhang must still be in the dark at the moment.

"I don't repent until I die. It's really a shameless fox spirit. Let those reporters come in."

Mrs. Zhang is like a naked hen. Her voice is sharp and cuts her eardrums. This bitch dares to laugh at her!

The reporters who had been waiting for a long time immediately crowded in and surrounded Ye Ziqing.

"Is Mr. Ye's ordinary private life so dissolute?"

"As a people's teacher, your behavior is so indecent. Do you still have the face to your students?"

"How many men has Mr. Ye slept with? Excuse me, does your unmarried pregnant husband know about it?"

“……”

In addition to the case of sexual abuse of young children by teachers, teachers have become the most concerned hot spot for some time. Which reporter doesn't want to make such headlines?

The number of reporters is too large to squeeze the teachers in the office.

But none of the teachers spoke for ye Ziqing. First, there were too many reporters present, and second, they were afraid of offending the headmaster's daughter.

As for the third, they don't know what kind of person Ye Ziqing is.

So watch the fire from the shore to avoid burning your body.

Ye Ziqing was also pushed back, staggering, unable to stand on her heels, but her hands instinctively protected her abdomen. She was afraid she would hurt her child.

Standing not far away, Chen Yining saw her actions clearly, and her white fine teeth were deeply trapped in the lip flap.

Suddenly, her head was hot, she pretended that her feet were crooked, and she bumped forward unsteadily.

The reporter standing in front of her was unprepared. When he was hit by this, his body naturally hit forward and hit him vigorously.

Unable to resist the stream of people behind, ye Ziqing fell to the ground, especially in her abdomen, and hit the edge of the table firmly

A burst of unspeakable colic came from her abdomen. She was so painful that she turned pale. Sitting there, she found that she couldn't afford the pain!

Even so, those reporters still have no intention to stop, still crowded and noisy.

Her mind was full of buzzing voices. She felt that even her head began to faint. The whole person could not bear the dizziness and pain.

The reporters were like crazy, and some people's feet inadvertently stepped on the back of Ye Ziqing's hands.

Through the gap, Mrs. Zhang stared at Ye Ziqing, who sucked the air conditioner, with a twist of her fat ass and a cold hum.

Let her shameless bitch go crazy in front of her again!

Just then, a low, cold voice came over; "Get out of the way!"

The aura of the voice was too strong, and the reporters couldn't help stopping their actions.

Looking at the past along the sound, they all stood in place like sculptures, without exception.

He... He... Why is he here?

Shen shaoting was wearing only a gray sweater. He seemed to have come. He was a little dusty. His handsome face was covered with frost. His eyes were cold and his voice was vicious.

"All standing still? Do you want me to repeat what I just said, Shen shaoting, eh?"

The momentum was too intimidating. All the reporters dared not speak, nor dared to look into his eyes. They just stepped back on both sides spontaneously to make way.

Who dares to offend Shen shaoting in s city?

But then again, what is the relationship between teacher ye and Shen shaoting?

But who dares to ask? Dare to break ground on Taisui's head?

Shen shaoting quickly walked over with big strides. His thin lips were tightly stretched into a straight line and bent down. He held Ye Ziqing in his arms, subconsciously very gently.

Surprised and shocked, he looked at the familiar and beautiful man's face in front of him. Ye Ziqing grabbed his sweater and screamed; "Shen shaoting..."

She thought it was her own illusion, but when she touched the warmth of her sweater, her heart became warmer and softer.

"Well?"

Raising his voice, he swept her cheek, red, swollen, pale and lifeless.