"Uncle Jiang, please be normal." Fang Xing was helpless.

But Jiang Hongyun got up and said, "Wait a minute, I suddenly want to take another photo, come here."

If he didn't take more pictures, he would be sorry for the injustice he suffered from that old woman all these years.

Fang Xingsheng was pulled by him helplessly and took a few more group photos.

After taking the photo, Jiang Hongyun pulled him and started chatting with a smile.

"I said you, kid, are not doing anything wrong, why are you..."

Fang Xing put a finger on his lips, "Uncle Jiang, don't say anything."

"Why is it still so mysterious?" Jiang Hongyun was surprised.

Later, when he thought about the past, he understood most of it.

He let out a long sigh, "No wonder you don't want to mention it. Forget it, I feel relieved to see you so alive and kicking now."

The year before last, he visited the Fang family, and the young master he met was not as normal as he is now.

Lying on the chair next to the balcony, he looked at the flowers on the balcony without saying a word. He didn't respond to anyone who tried to talk to him. If his eyes weren't still turning, he would have thought he had died young.

Fang Xing smiled slightly, as if he was comforting someone, "Uncle Jiang, it's okay, I have already come out."

When Song Mo walked into the dormitory carrying his schoolbag, Zhuo Ruolian hadn't come back yet.

She lay on the bed, opened the chat software, and clicked on Zhong Xiaoshu's profile picture.

Black Dog: It's over.

Black Dog: Let’s wait for the results.

After she sent the message, she lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

It's all over, it's time to go to sleep.

Suddenly, she jumped up again.

Damn it, she hasn’t started studying for the weekly exam tomorrow yet!

She hurriedly took out the textbook and looked at her messy notes on it, her head was filled with confusion.

Damn it, why can’t she understand the notes she took?

Zhong Xiaoshu, on the other hand, looked calm the moment he received the news.

Lu Wenjing is finished.

She clicked on a friend's avatar and entered the input box, but she didn't know what to say.

After hesitating for a moment, she walked outside the classroom, opened the call, and took a deep breath.

"Wanwan, are you okay?"

"Xiaoxiao? Why did you suddenly think of calling me?" The other party's voice was low and hoarse, without any tone.

Zhong Xiaoshu took a few breaths of air and stated, "Today, Lu Wenjing wants to deal with others the same way she dealt with you."

"That's it." Wanwan didn't feel anything about this.

There was just one more victim like her, and she was numb.

She also wanted to resist, but she was too weak and could only become a talking point for others after dinner, and a rag that they despised in their mouths.

She no longer has the extra heart to care about other people.

Zhong Xiaoshu knew that after those things, Wanwan's mood collapsed.

Wanwan comes from a single-parent family and lives with her father. He is busy working to support the family and neglects her, but she does not hold any grudge.

After the accident, her father quit his job and took her to another city, but her heart seemed to be stuck at that moment and could never get out.

She had been very depressed these years. It wasn't that she had not thought about getting married, but she was afraid of what her father would do if she did so, and whether Xiaoxiao would feel uncomfortable.

At such a young age, she was reduced to living like a zombie.

Zhong Xiaoshu continued, "But she failed and was caught by the teacher. She might have received a demerit or dropped out of school."

Wanwan said nothing.

A louder voice came from the receiver.

Geng's swallowing sounds became louder and louder, and a cry came from Wanwan's throat.

Although she has only now heard about the fate of those who have committed many injustices, her life has already been completely ruined.

Tears can't save anything, but all she can do is vent herself.

On the other end of the receiver, Zhong Xiaoshu didn't say much, just stayed with her without saying a word.

The next day.

Song Mo finished the paper, stretched out and lay on the table.

"Mo Mo, don't you want to play the video you took that day?" Han Zhiling asked in a low voice.

Lu Wenjing was taken to the Moral Education Department when she arrived this morning, and she didn't know what kind of treatment she would receive.

"There's no rush to release them." She changed her posture, "Releasing these now is just taking advantage of her misfortune to add fuel to the fire. More of this one and less of this one won't have much impact."

She was ready to wait and see again.

Song Mo smiled and took out two pieces of nougat from his schoolbag and gave them to her, "But it's almost done."

While we were chatting, we saw the monitor walking over.

"Classmate Song Mo, the teacher is looking for you."

"Okay, wait a minute." Song Mo replied, then turned to his deskmate, "I'll go there, don't worry."

At this time, Lu Wenjing's parents were sitting in the office, confronting the serious-looking director of the Moral Education Department.

"That girl just said yes? Don't slander our Jingjing without any basis!" The woman had a dark face and a bad attitude.

Song Mocai saw this scene as soon as he entered the door.

The middle-aged woman sat on a chair, glanced at her coldly, and snorted lightly.

I don’t know where this little girl came from, but she dared to slander her daughter. Last night, Lu Wenjing went home aggrieved and cried in her arms for a long time. As a mother, she was so distressed that she couldn’t sleep.

"Classmate Song Mo, you're here." Director Qin's expression softened a little.

Song Mo walked in obediently, "Teacher, do you have a problem with me?"

Hearing her name, the woman glanced at her in disgust.

It doesn't look like someone taught me.

She dared to wrongly accuse her precious daughter, and she would not take it lightly.

She hugged the pale Lu Wenjing and kept comforting her, "Don't be afraid, Mom will get justice for you."

"Mrs. Lu, you don't need to preside over justice. Justice lies in people's hearts." Song Mo said coldly.

Director Qin, who looked serious, pushed up his glasses and raised the corners of his lips by one pixel.

"Classmate Song Mo, please recount what happened at that time."

"It's like this. Lu Wenjing and her friends locked me into the equipment room at that time. If I hadn't brought my mobile phone, I might have been locked in there until nine o'clock today." Song Mo stared at the woman's eyes, word by word.

One sentence retells the situation.

There was frost in her eyes.

Seeing Mrs. Lu's arrogant attitude, she felt that there was no need to hold back on Lu Wenjing.

If I were to be kinder, I'm afraid Lu Wenjing would have to confuse right and wrong.

"My daughter has always been kind, how could she do such a thing of bullying others?" Mrs. Lu pointed at her nose.

"Mrs. Lu..." Master Qin turned cold and was about to step forward when he heard Song Mo speak.

"Does that mean Ling Ai was instigated by someone else? That's right. It's possible for my brother to do evil and coerce his sister."

Mrs. Lu was very angry when she heard this, "You are slandering me!"

Song Mo sighed, took out his cell phone, did a simple search, and handed it to Mrs. Lu.

"If others don't reach the Great Wall, they are not heroes. If you don't reach the Yellow River, you will not die."

After reports from enthusiastic citizens, Jiangqi City Public Security Bureau captured rapist Lu Mouyi at 8 o'clock this morning...

What follows is a long list of accusations, all of which are true.

Mrs. Lu's face froze.


Chapter completed!