Chapter 280: Chapter 280: Disaster Out of Nowhere—Ma Suping Comes Knocking

“Auntie, she and the child are both doing well.” Gu Qinghuan didn’t dare say much, so she just replied dryly.

“That’s good, that’s good! I just worry about her being all alone in the capital, not knowing anyone, afraid she’ll be wronged.” A mother’s heart is always the same.

They hope their children can soar high, yet fear they’ll be hurt.

Wang’s mother invited her inside, and the two children looked at her curiously.

Gu Qinghuan quickly pulled out a handful of fruit candies from her pocket and handed them over. The two kids glanced at Wang’s mother, then happily took the sweets.

Gu Qinghuan hadn’t realized this was also Wang Xiaowei’s hometown, so she hadn’t brought anything with her, nor could she magically produce a gift out of thin air.

She could only wait until Wang Xiaowei’s mother went to pour water, then quietly took three ten-yuan bills from her pocket and slipped them into the basket on the table where the knitting was kept.

After some small talk, Gu Qinghuan excused herself and left, claiming she had something to do.

It wasn’t until that evening, when Wang’s mother was knitting, that she discovered the thirty yuan in the basket.

She counted her own private stash over and over, making sure nothing was missing.

Who could have left those thirty yuan?

She never thought it was Gu Qinghuan—after all, they weren’t relatives, so why would she give so much money?

It was a rare thing: the family had thirty yuan appear out of nowhere.

In the end, it was her little grandson, licking the candy wrapper, who said, “I saw it from outside—the auntie put the money in grandma’s knitting basket.”

Wang’s mother slapped her thigh. Of course! Only one guest had visited today.

What a thoughtful girl, giving such a generous gift. And she’d forgotten to ask where the girl lived—now she owed her a big favor.

By the time Gu Qinghuan rode her bike back to school, the sun was already setting behind the mountains.

After pedaling up the mountain road for so long, her legs were trembling and she felt completely drained.

Who could have guessed that just as she parked her bike, she’d be slapped across the face so hard she was left stunned, her cheek burning with pain.

But she only froze for a few seconds before immediately slapping back, even harder.

No matter what this person’s problem was, if you dared to hit someone for no reason, you deserved to be hit back.

Gu Qinghuan was already furious, so her slap was especially forceful—almost knocking the woman off her feet.

The woman’s face visibly swelled up on one side.

“You bitch! I’ll kill you!” The woman charged at her again, shrieking like a madwoman.

Her voice was so loud that people from the entire staff housing complex came out to watch the commotion.

Gu Qinghuan grabbed her arm in a vice-like grip.

“Does anyone know who this crazy woman is? Someone hurry up and call her family to come get her. If she keeps this up, don’t blame me for slapping her again.”

Normally a heavy sleeper, Gu Qinghuan hadn’t slept well last night, and after a long, tiring day, her patience was at its limit.

But everyone just looked at each other—no one knew who this woman was.

Some even thought Gu Qinghuan had messed with someone’s husband and the wife had come to confront her.

So…no one knew her?

“Who are you calling crazy? You’re Gu Qinghuan, right? I’m Lin Muyang’s wife! I heard you’ve been flirting with my husband at school, even egging him on to apply to the Workers’ and Peasants’ University? You shameless pair! I’m going to report you both and have the discipline committee drag you out for public criticism. Lin Muyang wants to divorce me to make room for you? No way!”

The woman’s name was Ma Suping—Lin Muyang’s wife.

A few days ago, she’d suddenly received a letter saying her husband was about to go to the Workers’ and Peasants’ University, warning her to be on guard.

The letter also said there was a woman named Gu Qinghuan at school who was seducing her husband and had encouraged him to apply to university.

Ma Suping immediately sent a telegram to Lin Muyang, telling him to hurry home—their son was sick.

When Lin Muyang rushed home, he realized Ma Suping had lied.

The couple had the fiercest argument they’d ever had, smashing everything in the house.

Ma Suping was angry that her husband, at his age, still wanted to study, ignoring the family and their child.

Lin Muyang was fed up with this oppressive life and finally told Ma Suping he wanted a divorce and for her to think it over.

All these years, he’d been alone—nothing was holding him back except responsibility and duty.

His parents were gone, his wife and child were like this—he didn’t want to spend his life as a pile of mud.

With this university opportunity, he wanted to reshuffle his life.

Ma Suping, of course, didn’t think she was at fault. She just thought Lin Muyang had fallen for someone else.

So she grew to hate the shameless woman in the letter who’d “seduced” her husband.

She stormed over, determined to make trouble for Gu Qinghuan.

The moment she saw Gu Qinghuan, her jealousy exploded. The letter was right—this woman was a vixen.

So she slapped her, as if that would make her feel better.

Only now did Gu Qinghuan realize this was Lin Muyang’s wife.

She remembered Lin Muyang mentioning his “virtuous wife” before.

At this moment, Gu Qinghuan was speechless.

Was this woman crazy? Her own husband wanted to study and get a divorce—what did that have to do with her? She was a married woman herself!

“Listen, lady, I’ll say this once: Lin Muyang and I are just colleagues. There’s nothing improper between us. My own husband is handsome and outstanding, and I’m not bad myself—I can handle both the household and my career. Why would I bother with your husband? What do I want from him—his family, his son? Please get your facts straight before you speak, or you’ll bring trouble on yourself. If you say one more word, don’t blame me for teaching you a lesson!” Gu Qinghuan said sternly, enunciating each word.

The woman hesitated, unsure. Just then, someone called Lin Muyang over.

As soon as Lin Muyang arrived, he quickly apologized to Teacher Gu.

“Teacher Gu, I’m so sorry for dragging you into this. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it and give you an explanation.” Lin Muyang was full of guilt.

But to Ma Suping, his words sounded very different.

“Lin Muyang, you heartless man! Back when your family was dirt poor and your mother was bedridden, it was my family that paid for her treatment. Now you’ve fallen for this little vixen and want to get rid of me, is that it? I’m telling you, I’ll never agree to a divorce. You’ll never shake me off and live the good life on your own.”

Ma Suping couldn’t stand her husband being nice to another woman, so she started airing all their dirty laundry in public.

How long had it been since Lin Muyang had spoken to her kindly? She couldn’t even remember.

The bystanders were thoroughly entertained.

So Teacher Lin Muyang had all these secrets?

Lin Muyang’s face was ashen, his fists clenched, jaw tight.

“Ma Suping, I, Lin Muyang, have never wronged you. Yes, your family paid for my mother’s treatment, but I repaid that with my marriage and my entire life’s happiness. I owe your family nothing. All these years, you know what kind of hell I’ve lived in. Besides, every cent I’ve earned has gone to you. I’ve long since repaid the medical fees. I have no more weaknesses. I’m going to university, and the divorce is happening!”

His voice was full of burning anger and determination—Ma Suping’s actions had pushed him past his limit. This marriage had to end!

He only regretted not realizing it sooner.

“And what about your son? Are you abandoning him too?” Ma Suping grabbed his arm, hoping their son would change his mind.

Lin Muyang’s hand tightened, then he slowly pried her off.

“He’s a Ma, not a Lin.”

He was giving up his son.

Saying this hurt Lin Muyang deeply.

If not for his son, he might have divorced long ago.

But reality had slapped him in the face. The son he’d tried so hard to protect and raise had turned out to be a rotten apple—nothing like him, but exactly like the Ma family.

Greedy, snobbish, petty!

He’d even been beaten and cursed by his own son.

Such a son—he didn’t want, and couldn’t have.

Ma Suping was struck as if by lightning.

“Lin Muyang, how cruel! You’d abandon your own flesh and blood for this woman!”

She was convinced Lin Muyang had fallen for someone else—telling herself this made her pain easier to bear.

Gu Qinghuan couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief.

What kind of person was this?

Lin Muyang gave Gu Qinghuan an apologetic look, then pulled Ma Suping, ready to leave.

“Come with me. Our issues shouldn’t affect others.” The students would be out of class soon—it wouldn’t be good for them to see this.

“I’m not going! You two want to ditch me and be together? No way!” Ma Suping plopped down on the ground.

“Someone go get the principal! If you don’t, I’ll turn this school upside down!” Ma Suping wailed, making a scene.

Lin Muyang was shaking with anger.

Chen Fang had to step in.

“Comrade, causing a scene at school like this isn’t appropriate, is it?”

“And who are you? Where’s the principal?”

“I represent the staff and want to clarify for Teacher Lin and Teacher Gu—there’s nothing between them. It’s all in your imagination. People strive to improve themselves, and Teacher Lin got into university through his own efforts. As his wife, you should support him, not drag him down. In marriage, both sides have to work together. No matter who was at fault, you have to pull together to make life work. If you keep doubting him, holding him back, and smearing his name, it’s no wonder he doesn’t want to come home.” He Fang’s words were actually quite fair.

But Ma Suping couldn’t accept it. Crying, she said, “What do you know? Lin Muyang just wants to get rid of me and our family by going to university! I work so hard every day, taking care of the house and the child. What has he ever done? Just hands over a bit of his salary each month. When he needed me, I was everything. Now he doesn’t, he tosses me aside. How is that fair?”

With her tears and snot, she looked so pitiful that many people couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.

But pitiful people often have their own faults.

Gu Qinghuan knew this woman was far from as simple as she appeared.

She was doing all this just to keep Lin Muyang.

Lin Muyang wasn’t the type to air his pain in public—he could only grit his teeth and endure.

“Comrade, if you keep this up, I’ll have to call someone to remove you. The students will be out soon, and your behavior is a terrible influence!” Chen Fang said bluntly.

Ma Suping still wanted to keep crying and making a scene.

“What’s going on?” Principal Chen was finally called over.

He immediately sent everyone away, leaving only Lin Muyang to deal with Ma Suping privately."