Coffee shop.

The coffee was steaming.

Minglu cut to the chase, "Did Ming Jiaojiao send you?"

“You…” Fu Zhe’s parents were stunned.

Mingluo said calmly, "She told you to stop me at the school gate and make a scene?"

“That’s not it. We didn’t mean to do anything like that. We just wanted to have a proper talk with you,” Fu Zhe’s parents quickly said. “We were worried because we couldn’t find you before… Please don’t mind.”

Fu Zhe's parents are still rational and do not want things to go to such an extreme.

Minglu nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with their words.

"You want me to sign a letter of understanding?"

Fu Zhe's parents' eyes instantly reddened. "Yes, Fu Zhe is really a good child. We have always been very strict with him since he was little. This time, he got drunk and caused such a big trouble. Mingluo, please, for the sake of us, who are so old and only have this one child, please help us and sign this letter of understanding."

"Of course, the letter of understanding won't be signed for nothing. Just name a number, and we'll scrape together the money even if we have to sell our possessions."

The two took out a letter of understanding and looked at Mingluo cautiously, their eyes filled with the humble pleading of ordinary people.

Minglu looked at the letter of understanding indifferently. She saw a sentence that roughly meant: After receiving the money, she would no longer pursue any responsibility from the other party, and any subsequent problems would be unrelated to the other party.

A mocking smile curled at the corners of her lips, and she couldn't help but sneer.

How cold-blooded!

They don't care about a human life; they only care about whether their own lives will be disturbed.

With a light tap of her finger, she pushed the letter of understanding back.

"Take your things back!"

"What do you mean?" Fu Zhe's parents couldn't help but change their expressions, looking at Ming Luo with disdain and disgust in their eyes, as if they were looking at a prostitute.

Mingluo's cold eyes were like frost. "If you want to continue this conversation, why don't you talk about something else? Tell me what Ming Jiaojiao did in the incident where your son hit me?"

"Ming Jiaojiao? What does this have to do with her?" A bad feeling suddenly welled up in Fu Zhe's parents' hearts; it seemed they had been fooled.

Mingluo's beautiful eyes sneered, "Of course there's a connection. If it weren't for Ming Jiaojiao, Fu Zhe wouldn't have known my schedule, let alone driven to hit me. You should all understand what role Ming Jiaojiao played in all of this now."

Fu Zhe's parents looked ashen-faced, their eyes filled with seriousness. They had been deceived by Ming Jiaojiao from the very beginning. That woman was so charming and seemed innocent and harmless, but they never expected her to be so vicious.

Neither of the Ming sisters is a good person.

Why should we believe you?

Minglu raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "Why do you believe Ming Jiaojiao? Although Ming Jiaojiao is foolish and pretentious, she is right about one thing: the men around me are all rich and powerful. What makes Fu Zhe worthy of my telling him my itinerary? If no one tipped him off, how could he have known I would be on that road and waited for so long? The surveillance footage clearly shows that he was drinking in his car and only chased after my car when he saw it. He didn't accidentally hit someone while drunk driving; he committed premeditated murder."

Fu Zhe's parents felt they were being blatantly mocked.

Fu Zhe's mother finally lost her temper and stood up angrily, saying, "What's so great about you, a young lady who climbed the social ladder by relying on men? If you hadn't deliberately seduced our Fu Zhe, how could he have fallen for someone like you?"

Minglu raised her hand and splashed a cup of coffee at her.

Fu Zhe's mother screamed and hurriedly dodged, but her face and clothes were still soaked. She was completely disheveled, staring at her clothes in disbelief. Gone was her previous amiable demeanor. She screamed shrilly, "You slut, what are you doing?"

Fu Zhe's father quickly grabbed her, wiped her face with a tissue, and shouted angrily, "You dare to splash people?"

Mingluo turned her beautiful eyes slightly, sat lazily and elegantly on the comfortable sofa, and said lightly, "I originally felt a little sorry for Fu Zhe being used by Ming Jiaojiao, but after seeing you all, I know why he was so cold-blooded and went to such extremes. Children are indeed a mirror of their parents."

"You slut, you dare to call us rude? Look at yourself! You have the face of a vixen, and you're always blaming this and that. Our Fu Zhe must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to meet you. If you sign this settlement agreement today, I'll let you go. If you don't sign it, I'll let the whole school know that you're a slut and a whore."

Fu Zhe's mother rushed over like a madwoman, while Fu Zhe's father pretended to pull her back, but his eyes kept looking at Ming Luo to see if she was scared and would give in. If she didn't obey, then they shouldn't blame the two of them for bullying one of her.

Minglu chuckled softly, slowly pinched the edge of the coffee tray, and casually snapped it in two with a "snap".

With another "snap," the plate broke into four pieces.

The sound of "crackling" continued, and the perfectly good plate shattered into pieces, which slowly fell from Mingluo's palm like quicksand.

The fine, porcelain-white sand is bright and clean.

Unfortunately, people's hearts are always so filthy.

Fu Zhe's parents were completely silent, as quiet as chickens.

Minglu smiled slightly, exhaled softly and blew away the fine sand. The sand landed on the two people's faces, but they remained silent and dared not resist at all.

Faced with absolute power, resistance means being beaten.

Minglu's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery as she said calmly, "Can we talk now?"

"Okay, okay!" Fu Zhe's parents reverted to their honest, unassuming demeanor, which was strangely similar to Fu Zhe, who had quietly and silently caused a major disaster.

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