The color drained from Jiang Xingye's face in an instant, and he turned his head to look at Xu Qinghuan in shock.
Xu Qinghuan was also a bit taken aback. However, she didn't feel the mortifying shame typical of women of this era in such situations; instead, she found it somewhat novel.
Who would've thought she'd have a day when she'd be caught in a rumor with a big shot!
In modern workplaces, whenever a female employee gains favor, she's invariably speculated to be involved with someone high up.
But this was the 1970s, after all.
Before the two could react, Zhou Guiying rushed out from the cornfield, hurling a large clod of soil at Qiu Linghua and then pouncing on her to start a scuffle.
"I'll teach you to have a filthy mouth, framing Xiaowu, you piece of garbage with diarrhea of the mouth. Why don't you just drown in a manure pit and be done with it?"
