CHAPTER 240: 240 PASSED

Jia Xingzhi’s position as director was revoked; now he’s just an ordinary worker.

Thinking about the events that happened over this period, Tian Mingyan felt like it was all a dream.

She calmed down to reflect. Why did she end up with Jia Xingzhi in the first place?

It was because Wei Kaiyun ignored her. She was now thankful that Wei Kaiyun hadn’t paid her any attention, otherwise she would be the one being investigated too.

What was she thinking at the time? She muddled through by following Jia Xingzhi, initially believing he loved her and treated her well. But she wasn’t naive; although she hadn’t been with anyone before, she eventually realized that Jia Xingzhi belittled her in bed—is it because she gave herself to him so easily?

The two had a conflict the night before because Jia Xingzhi’s actions humiliated her, so she left in anger at midnight.

The next day, he came looking for her at noon when she hadn’t yet calmed down, so she didn’t go to his house that night.

He came over at eight o’clock while she was working; she didn’t resist, went along half-heartedly with him, and suddenly, someone burst in, and there were dozens of people outside.

She must’ve been devastated, right? Jia Xingzhi had a quirk—he liked being behind, which made everyone see her like a beast.

Both were demoted; she no longer had a dormitory and squeezed in with several others, facing ridicule every day.

Jia Xingzhi started ignoring her because of this.

This couldn’t continue, so she reported it to Director Ding.

They were ordered to get married or be fired.

Tian Mingyan laughed at herself; she was now the mistress of the house, but so what?

She fell asleep thinking these thoughts, having to work the night shift.

After Jia Xingzhi finished his day shift, exhausted and hot, he found the door locked from inside, his anger unable to be contained.

He jumped the wall, seeing Tian Mingyan sleeping lightly dressed, looked at her disdainfully, suddenly feeling he had suffered a loss, leaving behind the beautiful woman for this one.

So he directly pounced on the still-sleeping woman.

Both are now a bit addicted to this feeling of slight abuse.

Unknowingly, a gentle-looking woman was listening to their experiences.

"Thank you, Old Ding."

"Do you need politeness with me? Alright, if anything comes up, you can find me."

Jiang Xinyu busied herself at home, preparing almost everything the child might need, remembering how Wang Ailing and She Xiaoyun had prepared.

She packed everything into the space, considering that she might have to go to the Northwest, thinking about what might be needed there.

In the end, she gave up. No matter what, it would probably be just as harsh as here.

Thus, Jiang Xinyu started preparing food for herself. Processing food, even if not going anywhere, she had to eat. She could still move now, and when the months pass or during confinement, eating prepared food wouldn’t be bad.

She dared not do it during the day; after all, the gate was locked from outside.

She made a hundred pounds of braised pork, placed in five large basins, and stewed the remaining beef.

The most made were dumplings and steamed buns. At night, this street always smelled enticing.

She made dozens of loaves of bread, and various flavored fried dough twists.

Finally, she had plain rice even without dishes, there would be stewed meat rice.

On the twenty-seventh, Qian Jun came over, bringing a few pounds of eggs, flour, noodles, cucumber, and eggplant.

"I’m heading to school tomorrow morning. I suspect out-of-town schools will call the textile factory; you’re confirmed for Northwest University?"

"Mm, that’s right. I’m fine anywhere, just depends on where can admit me."

"Alright, I know. Take good care of yourself at home. The notice will be sent to the factory, and I’ll bring it to you then."

"Mr. Qian, thank you."

"No need. Being at home is uncomfortable, but I hope you still don’t go out."

Jiang Xinyu nodded. She knew the importance, and besides, she dared not go out given the current situation.

The next day, Jiang Xinyu was indeed anxious, not knowing her score, then reasoned it out—even if she couldn’t attend university, with Qian Jun’s cover, she could have her child at home.

She rearranged the space again, lots of prepared food, enough for one or two years.

By three in the afternoon, she heard the door opening.

Handing Qian Jun a glass of water. "How did I do?"

"Not bad, five hundred fifty-three points. Your principal suggests applying to Capital University of Technology, which I refused, saying you only want to go to Shanxi, as it’s a cotton production area where you have work too."

"Good, thank you. I’ll go anywhere."

"Jiang Xinyu, haven’t you changed your mind? You could find someone to marry."

Jiang Xinyu shook her head, "This matter will be a thorn in the heart for both, especially with the child’s presence."

Qian Jun stared at Jiang Xinyu for quite a while, "Then wait for the political screening, I’ll see how to get you through it."

"They won’t send someone over, will they?"

"Shouldn’t be, just calls, besides your file is excellent, there shouldn’t be any issues."

Qian Jun left, and a smile appeared on Jiang Xinyu’s face. But thinking she would be leaving here, the news about Wei Kaiyun seemed even more distant, and tears welled up again.

Since being pregnant, Jiang Xinyu alternates between crying and smiling—crying when thinking of Wei Kaiyun, smiling when interacting with the child in her belly.

She knew the school was in X City. Thinking about what to prepare, she couldn’t recall since everything seemed thoroughly prepared.

Qian Jun still came over daily, always bringing food and some utensils, lunchboxes, teacups.

Cotton, cotton cloth, all included.

"Mr. Qian, thank you very much."

Qian Jun just smiled, "Jiang Xinyu, I know you’ll definitely make it, and you’ll definitely raise the child well."

"Mm, I can do it, I’ll manage."

"Mr. Qian, Wang Ailing will soon give birth, right? I can’t go visit. Please bring her ten yuan for me."

"Alright. I’ll give it to her after she delivers the child. You also take care, five months, right?"

"Mm."

"Can you manage the train in this condition?"

"I can. There will be sleeper tickets. It won’t be too uncomfortable."

"There’s no direct train, transfers are needed, will you be okay?"

"I can manage, I won’t bring too much, I’ll buy things over there."

"Yeah, bring money, you must be extra cautious."

On August fifth, Qian Jun came over, telling her the school had called, and she had passed.

"Just wait for the admission notice; it’s said to be sent out, should arrive around the tenth. Trains take about fifteen days, so your time is really tight."