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Chapter 1098

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Even Chen Fangya, who had always been close to Lin Mumu, quietly sat next to her and stared at the textbook like an obedient baby.

She was also worried about Lin Mumu, but she didn't know what to say. With her big mouth, she couldn't just open her mouth and ask Lin Mumu: "I heard your husband died?"

That would spoil the mood.

Chen Fangya could only shut up and often secretly glance at Lin Mumu.

The other people in the class also glanced at Lin Mumu from time to time and whispered a few words about Yun Ting's heroic sacrifice.

But the martyr had just died, yet his wife acted as if nothing had happened and didn't seem sad at all. It always felt strange.

When Chen Fangya secretly glanced at Lin Mumu for the sixth time, Lin Mumu put down her book and took the initiative to talk to her:

"I'm fine, it's still the same as before. Go to class well, Professor Lin will be here soon, and his temper isn't good. "

"It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine." Chen Fangya suddenly became happy. Although she was also sad about Yun Ting's death, she wasn't that familiar with him. Lin Mumu was her good friend.

It was good that Lin Mumu was fine.

On the contrary, Bettina, who rushed back to class with Lin Mumu from Yun Province, heard the conversation between Lin Mumu and Chen Fangya, and sarcastically said:

"Husband and wife are birds in the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly separately."

"Bettina, what do you mean?!" Chen Fangya's little firecracker temperament couldn't tolerate Bettina's vulgar words.

"I don't know, ah, I just saw this poem and felt it was very artistic. Unfortunately, I'm not good at ancient literature. "After explaining to Chen Fangya, Bettina suddenly walked to Lin Mumu's table:

"Classmate Lin Mumu, I heard you're familiar with ancient literature, can you tell me the meaning of this poem?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood and have no obligation to take care of your homework. If you want to know, you can go to the library after class to look it up. If you don't want to go to the library, open the browser on your phone, and I believe you can find the answer you want.

We're at a university, not a primary school. Please don't use primary school questions in the future. "Lin Mumu responded with an expressionless face.

Bettina could really do it. She actually leaned against Lin Mumu's table and pretended to search on her phone:

"So that's what it means. It's really similar. Major General Yun Ting had bravely sacrificed himself for the country, but his wife hadn't even buried his body. She was in a hurry to escape to a safe place with her old lover.

How pitiful, how lamentable. Why do the heroes of Huaxia have to suffer such injustice after their deaths? "

Bettina's words were harsh, but they echoed the thoughts of many people in the class.

They had all met Major General Yun Ting before, and he was the most powerful military officer they had ever met in their ordinary lives. They were proud to have been classmates with Major General Yun's wife.

But at this moment, many people felt injustice for Yun Ting. He thought that Lin Mumu shouldn't come to class at this time, but should be immersed in grief and do something for the martyrs.

Lin Mumu abruptly stood up and ruthlessly slapped Bettina's face.

"Pa!"

The crisp and powerful voice made the classroom abnormally quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Lin Mumu and Bettina.

Bettina also didn't expect that Lin Mumu, who had always been gentle, would suddenly make a move, so she wasn't prepared. Lin Mumu's ruthless slap landed on her face, and a red and swollen mark immediately appeared on her right cheek.

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