Chapter 282: Chapter 282: Divorce, Laying the Trap

Ma Suping let out a mocking laugh. “You think I’m joking with you? Lin Muyang, it’s only because I used to treat you like some prized catch. Now that I don’t want to serve you anymore, you’re nothing!”

From a youthful romance to mutual resentment, this time Ma Suping had truly decided to let go.

Lin Muyang, long used to Ma Suping’s tears, tantrums, and threats, was caught off guard by her sudden decisiveness.

“I’m sorry. I’ve neglected you a lot over the years. Let’s both take care of ourselves from now on,” he said.

Ma Suping pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and tossed it to Lin Muyang. “This was written by the person who tipped me off. He probably wanted to use me to take your spot. Consider this my last favor to you. From now on, we’re even.

There’s not much money left at home, so I won’t be giving you any. The child stays with me. From now on, the two of us will have nothing to do with you. Even if we meet on the street, don’t bother saying hello.

Tomorrow morning at nine, I’ll wait for you at the office to finalize the paperwork.”

With that, Ma Suping turned and walked away, not giving herself any chance to regret.

As soon as she left the hospital, fat tears rolled uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Women are emotional and contradictory creatures—sometimes indecisive, sometimes ruthless.

Lin Muyang was the man she had loved with all her heart. But when she saw that he would rather hurt her than stay, she knew it was time to let go.

After all these years of pain and struggle, she still couldn’t keep him.

Does she regret it?

—

Gu Qinghuan only learned the follow-up to Lin Muyang’s situation the next morning.

She heard he was still in the hospital after being stabbed, and many teachers in the family compound were collecting money to visit him.

Gu Qinghuan took three apples and three pears from home as a gift and asked another teacher to take them for her. She didn’t go herself—after all, it was a sensitive time, and she didn’t want to give anyone ammunition for gossip.

Rumors, if repeated enough, can become reality.

Just as Gu Qinghuan was about to leave, she saw a young girl coming out of Fang Youde’s dorm with a history book in hand.

Her heart tightened.

Was Fang Youde up to his old tricks again?

He really should be called Fang Lacks-Morals, not Fang Youde.

According to Wang Ruolan, Fang Youde had previously used the excuse of giving her extra lessons to lure her to his dorm, then deliberately held her hand—completely inappropriate behavior.

Was he planning to pull the same stunt again?

Gu Qinghuan hadn’t yet had a chance to report Wang Ruolan’s case to Principal Chen, and this scumbag dared to act up again.

She stormed straight into Fang Youde’s dorm. He was sitting there, legs crossed, looking smug.

“Fang Youde, what disgusting thing are you up to now?”

“Gu Qinghuan, don’t make baseless accusations without evidence.”

“Going after such a young girl—how can you live with yourself? Aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

Fang Youde stood up and walked toward Gu Qinghuan, stopping just a step away, a smug smile on his face.

“They want to study, and I’m just helping them. What retribution could there be? If you ruin things for me and they end up stuck as country bumpkins their whole lives, that’s real harm.”

He leaned in close, whispering suggestively in her ear, “Little girls are really something else. Their soft hands and faces are as smooth as peeled eggs. But if Teacher Gu is willing to make a sacrifice, maybe I could let them go. Honestly, I prefer ripe fruit to green ones.”

Disgusting. Vile. Absolutely rotten!

How could someone like this be a teacher?

Gu Qinghuan’s anger shot through the roof. If she didn’t do something, she’d explode.

Unable to hold back any longer, she punched him right in the face.

“Scum like you deserve a bad end. Just wait!” If heaven won’t deal with you, I will.

Fang Youde, Wan Rong—scum of society, disgrace to teachers. She wouldn’t let a single one of them off the hook.

After that, Gu Qinghuan began making home visits every day, spending several days signing financial aid agreements with students from struggling families.

During this time, Lin Muyang came by with a gift to apologize. His injury wasn’t serious; he’d recover with some rest.

In the end, he and Ma Suping did get divorced. Lin Muyang left with nothing, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He packed up his personal belongings and would be heading to the Workers-Peasants-Soldiers University at the end of August.

Gu Qinghuan congratulated him on finally getting what he wanted.

Everyone has many sides. As a teacher, Lin Muyang was responsible, dedicated, and charming. As a friend, he was a good listener. But as a husband and father, he fell short.

Nothing is absolute—different perspectives yield different judgments.

He and Ma Suping started off wrong, so it’s no surprise things ended badly. But it’s never too late to set things right.

Before leaving, Lin Muyang gave Gu Qinghuan a letter, warning her to be careful of Wan Rong.

So it really was Wan Rong who tipped off Ma Suping—Gu Qinghuan hadn’t wronged her.

Time passed, and the trap Gu Qinghuan had set was finally ready to be sprung.

From that day, she knew Fang Youde had to go. So she set up a special trap for him.

In summer, everyone washes clothes frequently, usually hanging them on lines in front of the dorms.

Gu Qinghuan deliberately claimed her underwear had gone missing.

At first, no one paid much attention.

But within days, another female teacher’s camisole disappeared.

Incidents like this started happening more and more—always women’s intimate clothing going missing.

People started getting suspicious.

Could there be a pervert lurking in the school?

No matter how careful everyone was, things kept disappearing. Eventually, people stopped hanging clothes outside and started drying them indoors.

Of course, this was all orchestrated by Gu Qinghuan. With her secret “space” as cover, it wasn’t hard to pull off.

Now, it was time to close the net.

After final exams, the school was about to go on break. Today, Principal Chen called a staff meeting—everyone was present.

Gu Qinghuan stood up. “Principal Chen, after the work updates, I’d like to discuss a personal matter on behalf of the women teachers.”

“Go ahead!” Principal Chen respected Gu Qinghuan—her abilities spoke for themselves.

“Everyone probably knows there’s been a thief in the compound lately. But this thief isn’t after valuables—he’s targeting women’s underwear. It’s disgusting. Now, no one dares hang clothes outside.

I myself have had two sets of underwear stolen. So today, I’m calling on everyone to join together and catch this thief,” Gu Qinghuan said passionately.

Other teachers chimed in.

“Teacher Gu is right. The thief must be someone in our compound—otherwise, it wouldn’t be so easy.”

“Exactly. If we don’t find him, more people will suffer.”

“Stealing is bad enough, but someone with a fetish for women’s underwear has serious issues. It’s revolting.”

“Yeah, my underwear was stolen too. Had to buy fabric and make new ones.”

“I support Teacher Gu. Let’s catch this thief together.”

…

Most people agreed the thief needed to be caught. Only a few were indifferent—Fang Youde among them, still clueless that he was about to become a laughingstock.

Principal Chen, seeing everyone so fired up, went with the majority.

“Teacher Gu, do you have any ideas?”

“Principal Chen, I suggest we catch him off guard. He must be hiding the stolen items at home.

Why don’t we organize the victims to search each home? To prevent anyone from tipping him off or hiding evidence, we can gather everyone outside the compound and call them in one by one as we search, so nothing can be moved or hidden.

Of course, this might invade people’s privacy a bit, so I apologize in advance.”

“I don’t see the problem. These days, we have nothing to hide—our pockets are cleaner than our faces, and there’s nothing valuable at home anyway.”

“Teacher Gu’s plan is great! I don’t believe we can’t catch the thief.”

“No need to worry about the women—if someone’s stolen that much underwear, it’s probably a man. The men can just wait outside for now!”

“Alright, let’s do it!”

…

The plan was set.

Principal Chen appointed Gu Qinghuan, Chen Fang, and two other female teachers who’d been victims to lead the search.

Lin Xiaomeng hadn’t had anything stolen, so she wasn’t considered a victim and couldn’t join in. She looked at Gu Qinghuan with envy.

Gu Qinghuan had deliberately avoided taking Lin Xiaomeng’s underwear, since they both had “space” abilities and she didn’t want to risk exposing herself.

Everyone—including all the families in the compound, young and old—was called to gather outside.

People looked around, confused.

After a brief explanation from Principal Chen, the search began.

Each family was called in, one person accompanying the searchers.

Led by Chen Fang and assisted by Gu Qinghuan, the four-woman team began a thorough search.

To prove her innocence, Gu Qinghuan started with her own home—of course, nothing was found.

Next was Lin Xiaomeng’s home—again, nothing.

They went house by house, until they reached Fang Youde’s.

At that moment, Fang Youde was still outside, chatting and laughing, completely unaware of the storm about to hit. When Gu Qinghuan called him over, he even threw her a flirtatious wink, making her sick to her stomach.

Before the meeting, Gu Qinghuan had already planted the evidence in his room—even using some future high-tech tricks to secretly make a copy of his key.

Once inside, Chen Fang started searching the bed cabinets—nothing. She lifted the bedding—still nothing.

Just as she was about to put everything back, she noticed a loose brick on the bed platform.

It caught her attention, so she gently pulled it out.

There was a hole underneath.

Gu Qinghuan quickly handed her a flashlight.

Fang Youde nervously walked over. “Sister Fang, let’s not look in there. That’s where I hide my money.”

It was true—he did hide his money there, several hundred yuan, afraid others would get jealous if they knew. Of course he’d pick a good hiding spot.

Little did he know, Gu Qinghuan had already emptied it out.

She had no qualms about taking money from scum like him."