"I'm not telling you, it's because Mercury is retrograde that our little Jane met a guy like you to overcome the calamity." Ning Beibei became angrier as she spoke.
"In what age do you still engage in stalking? Do you have any mental illness? Get medical treatment as soon as possible and don't come out to harm others."
Ning Beibei's voice was very penetrating, so she raised the volume a bit. People in the cafe frequently turned their heads and pointed at Tang Zhechuan.
"Or do you actually know that you are inferior to others? Please, brother, it's been two years since we broke up, can you move on and live your own life?"
"You don't have a life, and others still have their own lives. It's really unlucky. I will go to the temple later to ask for a peach tree to ward off evil spirits."
"Any monster or ghost dares to bite your nose and face!"
While Tang Zhechuan was brainstorming and racking his brains on how to respond to Ning Beibei, Jian Anran quietly reached out and moved the water glass on the table farther away.
They would have to take the subway back later, which would be troublesome if they got wet all over.
"Ning Beibei, you'd better keep your mouth clean for me! Otherwise I will..." Tang Zhechuan's words were choked in his throat, and he blushed but couldn't hold back the second half of the sentence.
"Otherwise, what will you do?" Ning Beibei laughed, "Do you still want to do it in broad daylight?"
"Do you want to add one more piece of civil litigation? I will not accept an out-of-court settlement."
After being silent for a long time, Tang Zhechuan tried his best to calm down and straightened his back to pretend to be calm.
"So what can you do? I have cleared all the records, and your claims are unfounded. What are you going to sue me for?"
With her mind dazed, Jian Anran suddenly remembered that she only saved Weibo links. If Tang Zhechuan deleted them all, there would really be no evidence at hand.
"Oh my god! Who are you looking down on?" Ning Beibei snorted and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.
Open a pdf document.
Swipe down to see all the posts posted by Tang Zhechuan on Weibo.
"I knew you were a sinister person. As soon as I saw you that day, you used a reptile to pick them all off." She said proudly.
A crawler refers to a web crawler, a program that automatically obtains web content.
Ning Beibei used to be the owner of a popular idol fan bar, and she often battled with fans of rival idols. These operations were not unfamiliar to her.
Tang Zhechuan's face turned from red to gray, and he hesitated for a long time, unable to speak a complete sentence.
He was once very confident in himself.
Tang Zhechuan is the only son in his family. In order for him to study peacefully, his mother even quit her job and rented a house near his high school to accompany him.
He got his wish and was admitted to Luojiang University.
He has been tall since he was a child, has been among the best in grades, and is the main force of the school basketball team. Tang Zhechuan thinks that he has excellent conditions.
After he went to college, he changed girlfriends quickly. When he got tired of one, he would immediately change to the next one.
Jian Anran is an exception.
It's not that he likes her much or how special she is.
But he has never seen such admiration in Jian Anran's eyes as in other girls' eyes.
There is even a kind of indifference in Jian Anran that "it's okay with or without him."
If you are praised too highly by others, you will fall into deep self-doubt after one setback.
He began to try to envision a future with her, but what he got was her increasing alienation and indifference.
Feeling that Jian Anran was drifting away, Tang Zhechuan began to guess that she must have cheated on her.
No girl has ever taken the initiative to break up with him, and he has always been the one who gets tired of it first.
This time he also wants to strike first.
After the breakup, Tang Zhechuan was still looking forward to seeing Jian Anran's sadness, but nothing happened.
The next day she went shopping with her friends to check in at the newly opened cafe.
Even after breaking up with him, Jian Anran's complexion improved visibly.
In anger, Tang Zhechuan blocked Jian Anran.
Two years later, he ushered in the last academic year of his undergraduate career, but Jian Anran's existence was like a thorn deep in his heart.
It hurt his so-called self-esteem.
He frequently monitors all her social media posts.
Until one day, he saw Jian Anran on a blind date with another man at a Western restaurant near the school.
Be coquettish, act cute, and take the initiative.
This is the Jian Anran he has never seen before.
Tang Zhechuan completely lost his mind from that day on. He figured out Jian Anran's daily trajectory and followed her like crazy.
Never leave.
Until that night, he watched helplessly as Jian Anran took the initiative to strike up conversations with other men, and even instigated them to go to a hotel with her to book a room.
After not returning home all night, without any hesitation, Tang Zhechuan immediately sorted out the high-definition photos he had taken and submitted them to a famous gossip blogger in the city.
It’s better to be broken jade than to be intact.
"I still reserve the right to pursue the case, and I hope you will not try to interfere in other people's private lives in the future." Wen Siheng's eyes were indifferent.
"So?" Tang Zhechuan leaned back in his chair and looked at them arrogantly, "Besides suing me and asking me to apologize, what else can you do?"
Ning Beibei stood up and wanted to slap him, but Jian Anran held her tightly.
This is a temporary relief, but if the other party makes a fuss about this, it will be in trouble.
"You are probably trying to protect your research this year, right?" Wen Siheng leaned back on his chair lazily and took a leisurely sip of water.
Tang Zhechuan was slightly nervous, "What? How can you, a teacher from the architecture department, get involved in a bridge project?"
"It really can't be." Wen Siheng's voice showed no change in emotion.
The other party immediately relaxed again and sneered "hum".
"However," Wen Siheng said again, "your graduate tutor Wen Shuliang is indeed a well-known expert in the bridge engineering industry."
Wen Shuliang, Wen Siheng, Wen?
"Are you relatives?" Tang Zhechuan was relieved but suddenly thought again.
"That's right," he said casually, "my father, Wen Shuliang, has taught bridge engineering for many years."
Wen Siheng's words were like thunder in the plains, and the "clang" sound shocked everyone present speechless.
Before Jian Anran went on a blind date, she only vaguely remembered what her mother was talking about again and again. The other party was from a Kochi family, and her parents were both university professors.
But at that time, she was not interested, and she did not know that his father was a famous bridge engineering expert.
Tang Zhechuan's face suddenly turned pale.
"Is it possible...that you still want to use your power for personal gain?" Tang Zhechuan's voice was trembling.
"That's not enough." Wen Siheng put away the marriage certificate that had been spread out on the table for a long time.
"I will just objectively state to him how his daughter-in-law was followed and retaliated by her ex outside."
Clenching his fists, Tang Zhechuan's pale head slowly lowered, "Please, give me a chance."
Attitudes change quickly.
Before one's own interests are threatened, people always have the illusion that they are omnipotent.
"I've given it to you many times." After saying this, Wen Siheng changed his indifferent expression and looked at Jian Anran and Ning Beibei with a smile.
"Go back to school? I'll take you there."
Unlike Jian Anran and Ning Beibei, the above things did not seem to have much emotional impact on him.
Jian Anran was sitting in the passenger seat, and Ning Beibei was in the middle of the back seat, peeking at the reactions of the two people in the front seat.
Just coming out of the coffee shop, Jian Anran's face looked as if it had been filled with cement and dust, and she stared straight ahead blankly, silent all the way.
After experiencing such stalking and revenge against her crazy ex, she can still calm down, which is indeed a sign of her strong psychological quality.
"Are you still scared? Or should we just withdraw the lawsuit?" Wen Siheng asked.
"That's not true," Jian Anran frowned and sighed, "It's so embarrassing. It's already known to everyone that I have bad taste in men. What should I do?"
Wen Siheng's inner OS: Then who am I?
"Ring, ring, ring—" the phone rang, and the three letters [Mum] appeared on Jian Anran's phone screen.
After stealing a glance at Wen Siheng, who was driving seriously and looking straight ahead, she picked up the phone.
"An Ran, tell your mother, did you go to a hotel with a boy to book a room?"