ed by the high school student's daughter, was speechless.Shu Tinglan took out a receipt from his briefcase and put it in front of him. It was the receipt for the car he had bought, giving him no chanc...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phonegress. 。Occasionally, her mother would come to visit and bring her some food, but she would still nag about property matters. She would also seize every opportunity to tell other teachers on the same...