Mo's mother rolled downstairs and clutched her leg in pain.

The first thing to do is not to check on the leg injury.

Instead, he pointed at Linghu Lan and said, "You pushed me down!"

wipe!

As expected, old ginger is spicier.

So sharp.

Up to the vital point.

But……

Where is the evidence?

We live in a society governed by the rule of law; you must provide evidence before you speak!

Otherwise, I'll sue you for defamation!

The homeroom teacher became famous.

He saw everyone out, and from his vantage point, he had a clear view of the surroundings.

Linghu Lan was some distance away from her, so it was impossible for her to push her.

“I can testify that she didn’t push you; you tripped and fell down on your own. If you don’t believe me, go check the security footage.”

"Teacher, I demand to see the surveillance footage to clear my name."

Linghu Lan's cheerful tone left the homeroom teacher quite disoriented: Was he seeing things? This gloating tone could easily make him a scapegoat, you know?

He glared fiercely at Linghu Lan.

After Mo's mother made such a fuss, he felt a little sorry for Linghu Lan.

But……

He discovered that this guy didn't need any sympathy at all.

Mo's mother gritted her teeth, determined not to believe that the gay man hadn't done something.

"Go ahead and check the surveillance footage."

She endured the pain and got up from the ground.

My ankle is swollen.

What bad luck.

Mo Yinan glared fiercely at Linghu Lan. This kid, I'll beat him every time I see him from now on.

If it weren't for him, Mom wouldn't have to suffer like this at school.

Linghu Lan grinned, revealing what was arguably the most fake smile in history.

Go ahead and try to shift the blame; if you can't handle it, I'll admit defeat!

Mo's mother limped upstairs, leaning on the railing, with Mo Yinan supporting her.

suddenly……

I stepped on a piece of chalk and slipped.

Failed again...

Mo Yinan also fell down as a result.

Everyone: Where did this chalk come from?

Chalk: I got caught in the crossfire... I just wanted to quietly reflect on life.

Linghu Lan: I sent her, and I'm as swift as the wind!

Mother Mo hugged her knees, tears streaming down her face from the pain.

Today was truly embarrassing.

I've never fallen so badly since I was a child.

at last……

The group was making a ruckus.

They've stopped watching the surveillance footage.

Get the person to the hospital immediately.

Linghu Lan craned her neck to watch the unfolding events, after all, the effects of each misfortune talisman were different.

I never get tired of watching it!

The smug system: I'll put my hands on my hips for a bit first.

Linghu Lan: Get out of here? Where are my survival skills?

System: Network not connected. Please reconnect to the network.

Linghu Lan: ...

Linghu Lan has a particular grudge against survival skills.

After all, she was dealing with a gang.

All sorts of arrogant, cool, and awesome gangsters.

The Azure Dragon is on the left, the White Tiger on the right, the Ox is at the waist, and the Dragon's head is at the chest.

They're a gang that kills anyone who gets in their way!

Without survival skills, people will die.

Did you know mantis shrimp?

...

At the school gate.

Lan Yin tenderly embraced Linghu Lan in her arms.

"I'm alright, Mom. I'm sorry, Mom."

Lan Yin's tears flowed down her cheeks.

Holding Linghu Lan, he felt utterly helpless.

Hearing her mournful tone, Linghu Lan's eyes suddenly stung with tears; when hearts are close, sorrow can be contagious.

"Mom is a great beauty!" Linghu Lan whispered in her ear. "From now on, you'll be responsible for being beautiful, and I'll be responsible for earning money to support the family. Don't be afraid, I'm here for you!"

Lan Yin felt as if her heart had been shattered.

Linghu Lan gently patted her back.

"You are a good mother!"

This is the highest praise a child can give to their mother.

In that instant, Lan Yin felt that all her hard work had not been in vain and all her efforts were worth persisting in.

The phone rang.

Lan Yin wiped away her tears, frowned, and answered the call.

"Where did you go? The documents haven't been printed yet, and we're about to have a meeting. Who am I supposed to find to print those hundred-plus copies?"

"I have something to do today, and I've already asked for leave!"

"Did the CEO approve it? If the CEO didn't approve your leave, what kind of leave did you ask for? You don't need to come in tomorrow. I'll tell HR."

The phone slammed down.

Linghu Lan was nearby and heard every word of the phone call.

He instantly flew into a rage.

Holy crap!

Do ordinary employees need the CEO's approval to ask for leave?

Is your CEO doing the work of the human resources department?

Taking leave requires the CEO's approval, but being fired doesn't?

Do you have a brain just to make yourself look taller?

That's a thousand bastards!

This was the most miserable day Linghu Lan had ever experienced in all the worlds.