Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 93 Detention for Spreading Rumors

Nine o'clock the next morning.

Zhou Gangxun sent Huo Wenyong a message: "Find your friend who's a psychologist and have my wife undergo a psychological evaluation. Get a legally binding psychological report and fax it to me."

Less than half an hour later, the psychologist Huo Wenyong had found got through to Ruan Zhijuan on the phone. "Let's just have a normal chat. Ruan, has anything been bothering you lately?"

"Recently..." Ruan Zhijuan then recounted what had happened yesterday and received a lot of comforting from the psychologist.

Actually, it already looks pretty good on the surface, but Zhou Gangxun doesn't think so.

Psychological trauma is much harder to heal than physical trauma.

At noon, Zhou Gangxun stewed chicken soup for Ruan Zhijuan and bought some crabs to steam for him.

After finishing his meal, he took the faxed document and the lawyer he had hired to the school and reported the rumors to the police.

The group was in the principal's office.

"I need to know who started this rumor, and secondly, who else is involved and should be held criminally liable." Zhou Gangxun stepped onto the floor tiles of the principal's office, giving the principal no chance to change the subject, and went straight to the point, "Deliberately fabricating and spreading false facts is enough to damage someone's character and reputation..."

"For serious offenses, the penalty is imprisonment for up to three years, detention, public surveillance, or deprivation of political rights."

The lawyer next to him further explained, "Even if it does not meet the standard for a crime, it should still be punished with a warning, a fine, or detention of up to 15 days in accordance with the 'Public Security Administration Punishment Act'."

The principal, looking embarrassed, tried to smooth things over, saying, "As for Ruan's parents, I've already heard from several teachers about what happened yesterday. It was just a joke between students."

Looking at Zhou Gangxun's demeanor, he thought to himself that he must have offended someone rich and powerful.

Today, Zhou Gangxun wasn't wearing his Versace shirt with the sleeves removed. Instead, he wore a suit with obvious luxury brand logos: a black shirt and black velvet pants. Coupled with the inherent authority and the superior instinct that allowed him to decide life and death with a single word, no one would guess that his net worth was less than 40,000 yuan.

It's like Zhou Gangxun is now using the influence of the former Zhou Gangxun, and anyway, no one can find out anything.

"Are you kidding me?" Zhou Gangxun glanced coldly at the principal, took out a document, placed it on the table next to him, and tapped it lightly with his fingers. "This is my lover Ruan Zhijuan's psychological examination report."

"After the incident, he was severely affected by what you called jokes, and he developed symptoms such as aversion to school, sadness and tears, depression, and decreased appetite. According to the psychologist's diagnosis of my partner's current condition, without proper intervention, he may develop social avoidance, fear of contact with people, severe depression, or even self-harm or suicide in the future."

In fact, Ruan Zhijuan's case was not that serious. It's just that Zhou Gangxun was bluffing and spreading rumors and defamation. The circumstances of the harm are different, and the crimes are different. If the doctor has a presumed tendency to self-harm and commit suicide, it is considered a serious offense and he will be sentenced to three years.

If it were really that serious, he wouldn't be standing here patiently talking.

"Are you joking with me now?"

Zhou Gangxun's face darkened instantly, his expression full of displeasure. "You should be glad I discovered it in time. If my loved one had developed depression and engaged in self-harm or suicidal behavior, I wouldn't just have made them spend their lives in jail; I would have made them pay with their lives."

"Your school will also be featured on local TV and newspapers in Fucheng for its poor student discipline, and will become infamous overnight."

Zhou Gangxun sneered and said, word by word, "I can assure you that your school will not receive another student in the future."

He looked at the principal and said calmly, "DeMei (adult education school) shouldn't be involved in tax evasion?"

"Mr. Zhou, you're exaggerating. Our school has always abided by the law." The principal was getting flustered by Zhou Gangxun's barrage of words, wondering what else he would say next.

He quickly replied, "Yes, it's because our school hasn't disciplined the students properly, and they don't know how to behave appropriately among themselves..."

"It's good that you know." Zhou Gangxun didn't give the principal a chance to say more. "My lawyer and the police will pursue the criminal liability of these students involved. Just cooperate. As for the ringleader, we don't need any compensation. We just need him to apologize, be expelled from school, and go to jail."

Although the person in charge should be receiving treatment in the hospital right now, the procedures cannot be omitted.

"Principal, please post the contents of these documents on the school's bulletin board and on the blackboard in each classroom." Zhou Gangxun gestured to the lawyer to hand the principal a stack of documents.

The document details the charges and penalties for spreading rumors, and includes a bolded statement: "Given the recent harm caused to my loved one by rumors, I have reported the matter to the police. The police will conduct an investigation and collect evidence. Those who spread rumors will be questioned by the police within the next two days. Once the rumors are confirmed, they will face fifteen days of criminal detention."

"My beloved Ruan Zhijuan and I registered our marriage in Hong Kong in early July this year. We are a legally married couple and have relevant proof. Therefore, everyone needs to apologize for their irresponsible words and deeds and pay the corresponding price."

"However, my partner is very kind. He is willing to give everyone a chance. If we apologize sincerely enough and get my partner's forgiveness, I can issue a letter of understanding and reduce the number of days of criminal detention, depending on the circumstances. Also, a friendly reminder: my partner likes praise and snacks."

As soon as the document was posted, unrest broke out at the school.

People in small towns may not understand the law, but they know what it means to end up in jail.

Zhou Gangxun didn't bother to look at it again; the outcome was already set in stone: either criminal detention or an apology.

He got up and went home to keep Ruan Zhijuan company.

That evening, Zhou Gangxun accompanied Ruan Zhijuan to school because Ruan Zhijuan was indignant; why did he say those things about him?

Ruan Zhijuan sat in the classroom, still feeling somewhat uncomfortable. He noticed some people lurking around and peeking in from the front and back of the classroom. He immediately slammed his hand on the desk, angrily shouting at them, "I'm telling you, he's my husband, not some sugar daddy!"

"We're registered as a couple. I'm not a mistress. You people are all bastards... Humph!"

"I'm sorry, we're here to apologize. Here, have this snack, and this is my apology letter." "Me too. We didn't know the situation before. These are some of my study notes; you seem to really enjoy studying."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you. Are you very upset...?"

One apology after another, along with a constant stream of snacks and gifts, were delivered to the classroom, like an assembly line.

Ruan Zhijuan's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and he was about to sob again. They were all such bastards. He climbed into Zhou Gangxun's arms and asked nervously in a low voice, "Did you go and kill them yesterday? Otherwise, why would they be so obedient? Zhou Gangxun, if it gets found out, will you be arrested...?"

Otherwise, how could Zhou Gangxun have said last night that they would come to beg him, and they came today?

"No, they won't find anything." Zhou Gangxun held Ruan Zhijuan's bottom, whispered in his ear like a thief, "They came because they were wrong, and they should apologize to you."

"Hmph, old man." Ruan Zhijuan snorted inwardly, and gave Zhou Gangxun a "smack" of a kiss.

It doesn't smell like an old person; it smells like a stinky, bad dog.