PFC Chapter 125 I Won't Be a Blood Pack 10
Chapter 125 I Won't Be a Blood Pack 10
Yang Lijuan clenched her teeth tightly, the veins on her neck bulging.
After glaring at Lu Xiaoxiao for a while, he closed his eyes in disgust and looked away, no longer looking at her.
She didn't know when it started, but she began to become increasingly impatient with her daughter, to the point that just seeing her made her feel irritable and restless.
Seeing her cry now, she felt no sympathy whatsoever, but rather utter disgust.
I think she's pretentious, affected, and affected.
They deliberately created this to disgust her and intentionally ruin her reputation in front of others.
Especially knowing that the old lady was wary of her leaving a will, that's what's infuriating, isn't it?
What's even more infuriating is that the daughter she raised herself didn't tell her about this.
I was shocked and chilled to the bone.
They transferred all their hatred for the old lady onto Lu Xiaoxiao.
This is also one of the reasons why, instead of supporting her daughter in her past life, she kicked her when she was down.
Huang Wenhao was initially very excited, but Lu Xiaoxiao actually admitted it herself.
But the more he listened, the more something seemed off, and then he suddenly became furious, shouting:
"You're talking nonsense, you're framing me, I didn't threaten you."
You liar, why would you do this?
Why are you framing me? You're a little bitch, I'll beat you to death...
Huang Wenhao angrily hurled insults at Xiaoxiao, then lost control and tried to rush up and hit her.
"shut up!"
Huang Yongping was stunned. He decisively grabbed his son by the collar and forcibly restrained him.
Xiao Xiao clung to the policeman's leg, coldly watching Huang Wenhao, who was on the verge of emotional collapse.
He silently said to himself, "I will get back everything I owe you."
In her past life, the original owner of this body was slapped to the ground by her mother, who then insulted her, saying how shameless she was at such a young age.
The original owner of this body also cried and complained, saying that she did not seduce him, but that he was bullying her.
But no one was willing to believe her.
After all, even her own mother doesn't believe her, so how could outsiders believe her?
Afterwards, Huang Wenhao, behind the adults' backs, continued to bully and threaten the original owner in the attic.
The original owner suffered physical injuries, mental blows, and defamation. Despite living in her own home, she felt like an outsider.
Despite having a mother, she loathed her and instead showed concern for Huang Wenhao, who bullied her.
The original owner saw this and felt utterly despondent, feeling that life was meaningless.
Haha, how ironic.
Now, it's just a matter of retribution, a cycle of cause and effect, but that's not enough.
Li Pengfei bent down, grasped the little boy's shoulders with both hands, and asked with concern:
"Child, are you telling the truth? He threatened you before, didn't he?"
Yes, I've seen him several times.
He threatened me, saying if I dared to tell anyone...
He then had my mother kick me out.
I was afraid before, so I didn't say anything.
But I'm not afraid of him now, I'm not afraid of him, I'm not afraid of him...."
Her little face, still puffed up with tears, held a clear gaze as she bravely looked at Huang Wenhao across from her, speaking very clearly.
The people around were in an uproar once again.
All eyes turned to Huang Wenhao, seeing his exasperated appearance.
Go and see the little girl who has been bravely repeating, "I'm not afraid of him."
The scales in my heart immediately tipped in my favor.
In this world, people are always willing to believe what the weak say.
Even Yang Lijuan, who harbored prejudice against her daughter, turned her gaze to Huang Wenhao at this moment.
He began to have doubts. Could it be that this kid was really threatening his daughter?
Huang Yongping was actually starting to have doubts himself.
She also suspected that her son might have done it, and fearing that the adults would find out, she threatened Lu Xiaoxiao not to tell anyone.
Huang Wenhao was furious when he saw that everyone's gazes towards him had turned disgusted again, and he started yelling and shouting.
When Huang Yongping's attempts to persuade his son failed, he slapped his son to bring him to his senses.
Huang Wenhao covered his face in disbelief, staring at Huang Yongping.
"Stop messing around, aren't you embarrassed enough already?"
Huang Wenhao backed down when he met his father's stern warning gaze.
He lowered his head in resentment and unwillingness, his eyes flashing with hatred as he stared at the ground through gritted teeth.
"I'm so sorry! I'll definitely discipline the child properly."
I will definitely make him correct this problem. Please, principal and teachers, give him another chance.
Huang Yongping then bowed deeply to everyone.
What could anyone say? Although this was immoral, Huang Wenhao was a minor, and the law couldn't touch him. All they could do was criticize and educate him.
Huang Wenhao was led out by Huang Yongping and taken to an open space outside the office building, where they talked for quite a while.
Looking at his son's extremely aggrieved eyes, Huang Yongping's resolve wavered once again.
Could it really be as my son said, that little girl was behind it all?
But how old is that girl? How could she have such wicked thoughts?
Yes, but it's not necessarily true.
Last night, he was still wondering if someone in the village had given the little girl some advice.
She actually dared to come here, kicking them out of the house and trying to revoke Yang Lijuan's guardianship.
None of this is something an eight-year-old girl could come up with or do; there must be someone behind her.
So it's not surprising that they've done this now.
She certainly had reason to do so.
Huang Yongping's expression was inscrutable, his heart churning with emotion.
After learning of Yang Lijuan's husband's death, he and his son joined forces to constantly try to please her.
A big, strong man who can cook and who cares for her deeply.
A little boy who constantly praised her, frequently showed off his politeness, and excelled academically.
After marriage, Huang Wenhao was guided by him.
His treatment of Yang Lijuan, his stepmother, was impeccable; he would bring her a cup of tea every now and then.
Massage her shoulders and back, and say, "Auntie, you've worked hard."
Every morning when we meet, the first thing I say is a free greeting: "Auntie, you look so beautiful today."
Before going to bed at night, I'll say one more thing: Auntie, I like you so much. You're as warm as my mother.
No one would dislike a stepson like that.
The father and son openly and secretly tried to sow discord between the mother and daughter.
Lu Xiaoxiao always showed her bad side in front of others. The label of being an immature, inconsiderate, clumsy, and bad-performing child was firmly attached to Lu Xiaoxiao.
At least in Yang Lijuan's mind, her prejudice against her daughter had already taken root.
It made her feel upset and irritable whenever she saw her daughter.
She beamed with joy the moment she saw her stepson.
In just over a year, the current situation has emerged.
Yang Lijuan was completely unaware that all of this was a carefully planned scheme orchestrated by someone with ulterior motives.
She only felt that her daughter's personality was becoming more and more like her former mother-in-law's, which made her dislike her more and more.
In the office, Li Pengfei severely criticized the parents of those bad students, took out a small medical report, and made them apologize.
This time, the parents didn't dare to try to be clever again. After beating their unruly children, they promptly apologized and offered compensation.
Li Pengfei then personally led Xiaoxiao to her classroom.
On the classroom platform, he held Xiaoxiao's hand and looked down at a group of elementary school students.
"I am Lu Xiaoxiao's uncle, and I am her father's colleague."
The little boy's father is a hero, a martyr.
"Bullying her is a provocation against us police officers, and we police officers will definitely intervene."
As soon as Li Pengfei finished speaking, the classroom fell silent.
The students looked at the little boy with awe.
Yang Lijuan stood silently at the classroom door, biting her lip.
After the police finished dealing with the bullying incident, she left quietly without saying a word.
Xiaoxiao met with the lawyer at noon and explained her demands.
The lawyer nodded after listening. Li Pengfei then approached him, explained the child's situation, and provided him with some preliminary evidence.
After the meeting, the lawyer went to the village committee where Xiaoxiao lived.
The village committee signed a letter of authorization, and then a series of investigation and evidence collection work began.
At noon, Xiaoxiao and her classmates went to the cafeteria for lunch.
As she passed the flagpole under the teaching building, she stopped and looked up.
In my past life, the original body jumped down from here, splattering blood everywhere.