"You wretch, I'll kill you!"

Zhong Wanwan went completely mad.

She lost her mother at a young age. Li Yuexin passed away when Zhong Xuyan was five years old, and Zhong Wanwan was ten years old at that time.

Zhong Xuyan had no memory of Li Yuexin, but Zhong Wanwan always remembered what her birth mother looked like.

Li Duo's expression also changed.

The loss of her mother was an old wound in Zhong Wanwan's heart, and her family members, out of consideration for her feelings, dared not mention it.

Wen Shu actually reopened her wounds in front of everyone and even rubbed salt into them. That was too much.

Zhong Wanwan screamed, "I'm going to kill her! How dare she humiliate me, humiliate my mother..."

Li Duo pulled Zhong Wanwan back, "Wanwan, calm down!"

"I can't calm down, I'm going to kill her!"

Wen Shu stood still, her hands braced on the table, staring intently at Zhong Wanwan, but refusing to speak.

Zhong Wanwan screamed, "I will never forgive her! I'll make her go to jail! A woman like her deserves to stay in jail!"

Li Duo looked coldly at Wen Shu, "Wen Shu, apologize to Wanwan now, or the mediation will end immediately."

Zhong Wanwan had already sensed Li Duo's protection of her, and was secretly pleased. Did Wen Shu even deserve to fight against her?

She crossed her arms, glared fiercely at Wen Shu, and suddenly said:

"I can forgive her now. But make her kneel down and kowtow to me, then I'll forgive her. Otherwise, I will never forgive her!"

Officer Lin couldn't help but speak up, "Ms. Zhong, an apology is fine, but kneeling down is unnecessary."

Zhong Wanwan gritted her teeth and refused to budge, "I will never forgive her unless she kneels down!"

Li Duo sat to one side, coldly looking at Wen Shu, "Miss Wen, you don't have much time."

Officer Lin whispered a reminder to Wen Shu: "Think about your son, your grandmother..."

Time passed second by second, and just a second before Wen Shu realized that the other person was about to leave, she stood up.

Zhong Wanwan said, "Come kneel before me."

Wen Shu was taken aback. She walked around to Zhong Wanwan and knelt down. "Miss Zhong, I just spoke without thinking and hurt you. I apologize and ask for your forgiveness."

Li Duo's gaze fell on the top of her head, his feelings were somewhat complicated. She hadn't given him a look for help from beginning to end, or even glanced at him.

Zhong Wanwan raised an eyebrow. "That's it? I haven't even heard a sound yet."

"Wanwan!" Li Duo warned her not to go too far.

Zhong Wanwan said, "Uncle, she humiliated my mother and me. She slapped the Zhong family in the face, and she slapped your face too. Why should we let her off like this? I didn't make things difficult for her. I just asked her to kowtow. Is that too much to ask?"

Li Duo looked at Wen Shu without saying anything, which meant he had tacitly agreed to Zhong Wanwan's request.

Wen Shu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slammed her head heavily on the ground. "Miss Zhong, I'm sorry."

Zhong Wanwan curled her lips into a smile, "Look up and let me see if you've bumped yourself."

She reached out and lifted Wen Shu's chin, noticing the slight redness and swelling on her forehead. She clicked her tongue twice and said, "Your face is indeed suitable for adding color."

"Wanwan!" Li Duo raised his voice.

Zhong Wanwan let go of her hand and laughed, "Okay, okay, I'm satisfied."

Officer Lin quickly told Wen Shu to get up, and Wen Shu stood up and returned to her seat expressionlessly.

Zhong Wanwan suddenly smiled and said, "But how can she prove that this thing is hers? What if she's fraudulently claiming it?"

"Officer, you know there are some people who specialize in this kind of thing, right?"

Officer Lin looked at his colleague, who asked, "Wen Shu, do you have any photos at home that can prove this item is yours?"

Upon hearing about the photo, Wen Shu shook her head: "There is no photo."

"What about other supporting documents? For example, statements from family members?"

Wen Shu pursed her lips. "No."

Zhong Wanwan laughed and said, "See? I knew she was faking it. These days, people will faking anything, even the most worthless things."

Wen Shu looked at Zhong Wanwan: "What's trash to Miss Zhong is a treasure to me."

Zhong Wanwan sneered, "You think you can lose a treasure? Looks like this treasure isn't worth much!"

Officer Lin frowned. "Isn't there any proof that this thing is yours? Even if it was ever in your house?"

Wen Shu replied, "The person in the photo is Wen Mingyuan, my father."

She took the pendant, gently pried it open, and the hidden clasp on the back was opened. "There is a childhood photo of me on the back, and my name and date of birth are handwritten by my father on the back."

She showed the photo to the police, saying, "I know this thing isn't worth much, but it's important to me because it's the only photo I have left. I'm afraid if I lose it, I'll forget what it looks like."

Li Duo's hand trembled, and he was momentarily lost in thought.

The policeman glanced at her, then silently and carefully put the photo back. "Keep it safe."

"Officer, can you prove now that the item is mine?"

Officer Lin looked at Zhong Wanwan and said, "Ms. Zhong, the name on the back of the photo matches the name on her ID card and her date of birth, so it can be basically confirmed that these are hers."

Li Duo looked up at her again. No wonder she said such provocative things to Wanwan; she was giving her a taste of her own medicine.

She deliberately made Wanwan experience the excruciating pain of being stabbed in the bone.

Zhong Wanwan snorted coldly, "No wonder you were so angry just now. So it really is your father's portrait? I'm sorry, I apologize to you."

Officer Lin hurriedly took out a mediation agreement, saying, "Since everything is fine now, just sign this. Once you sign it, everything will be alright."

Officer Lin reminded Wen Shu that the matter wasn't over until the mediation agreement was signed, and she had no choice but to endure it.

Wen Shu lowered her eyes and said meekly, "It's alright, I believe Miss Zhong didn't do it on purpose."

Zhong Wanwan sneered, "I'll let her off the hook since she's so sensible."

As Wen Shu stepped out of the mediation room, she immediately saw Zhong Wanwan and a policewoman enter the restroom one after the other. Her eyes sharpened, and she followed them.

Wen Shu tied her hair in front of the mirror until Zhong Wanwan came out of the cubicle.

Zhong Wanwan paused for a moment when she saw her, then walked over with a cold smile, "That kowtow was really loud today, I hope I hear it a few more times in the future."

Wen Shu replied, "It was my fault. I shouldn't have mocked Miss Zhong for not having a mother. Now I understand why Miss Zhong considers Ms. Su... as her mother."

When Wen Shu said this, she curled the corners of her mouth in a mocking smile.

Only the two of them understood the meaning behind this sarcasm: Zhong Wanwan could treat a woman like Su Ying like a treasure, she must be starved for love, she must be starved for... upbringing!

After Wen Shu finished speaking, she turned and walked into the hall.

Zhong Wanwan felt the blood rush to her head, her ears ringing. She instantly lost her mind, caught up with Wen Shu, and slapped her across the face.

"Smack!"

Wen Shu took the slap head-on, turned to look into her eyes, and it was as if a raging fire had been lit in them!

Twenty minutes later, in the mediation room.

Wen Shu calmly showed the redness and swelling on her cheek, and said, word by word, "I do not accept mediation. This is a matter of official business. Those who should be sentenced should be sentenced, and those who should be punished should be punished. What is the point of mediation? These days, do thugs get away with it through mediation?"