Mu Qingli looked at the scene in front of her and felt like laughing for no reason. What should she do?

This fat guy seems to be "stealing flowers" all the time! No wonder Wang Haitao has a sneaky and playboy look. It's true that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse gives birth to a son who can dig holes!

"Okay! Okay! Stop beating him! He's your own son! Even if he gets beaten to a pulp, you'll still be the one to raise him!" Director Lei came out to act as a peacemaker.

"Who are you?" At this time, the fat man looked at Duan Qiuyun in front of him and asked in confusion.

"I live in the military compound. My name is Duan Qiuyun. I work in the logistics department of a certain army. This is my niece!" Duan Qiuyun introduced herself with a smile.

"Oh! My son's stealing of flowers has something to do with your niece?" The fat man asked Duan Qiuyun with a bad look.

Duan Qiuyun was slightly stunned. The flattery she had imagined did not appear, and the fat man was still speaking coldly.

"My niece will also be punished for speaking in your son's favor. Do you think it has anything to do with your son?" Duan Qiuyun stopped smiling and said with a stern face.

"What? This guy is such a jerk, yet he still has girls on his side?" The fat man asked in confusion.

"No matter how much of a jerk your son is, my niece did speak for him, so now is not the time to beat your son to vent your anger. We need to discuss how to make the female classmate who threw the flowers calm down!" Duan Qiuyun said impatiently.

She had actually been thinking in her heart for a long time, not only is your son a jerk, you are also a jerk!

"Then what do you say we should do?" the fat man asked bluntly.

"It's not about what I should do, but what should my female classmates do?" Duan Qiuyun was almost mad at him.

"What are you going to do with this female classmate who threw the flowers?" The fat man asked Mu Qingli directly after hearing Duan Qiuyun's words.

"Either compensate for the flowers or pay for the money!" Mu Qingli is also very single. Her flowers cannot be thrown away in vain. She will definitely skin you alive!

"......" The fat man was speechless. If I want to pay compensation, do I have to beat my son to vent your anger?

The same thing happened to this female classmate. In the past, whenever his son got into trouble, he would just beat his son in front of the person involved, and the person would immediately soften his heart and take the initiative to ask to let his son go. This female classmate, on the other hand, watched the fun with great interest the whole time.

Even his teachers were watching the whole thing. Isn't that what doctors do? This is a medical school! They let me beat him up for so long before they came to stop me. And I'm so tough, I beat him up without holding back the whole time!

"Son! Where are the flowers? Give them back to the owner. We don't want theirs! Dad will buy them for you!" The fat man began to adopt a conciliatory policy and spoke in a gentle and persuasive manner.

Wang Haitao saw his father doing the same thing again. Every time he said he would buy something for him, he would beat him up until he didn't dare to accept it. Now he is so old, and he still does it.

"The flowers are really ruined!" Wang Haitao refused to admit where the flowers were.

If his father knew that he really cheated, he would probably beat him up at most, but the school would be in trouble. It would be good if he was not expelled.

If he really gets expelled, his dad won't just give him a beating! It's all so interconnected, so interconnected. I'm desperate too!

"You bastard, you stole someone else's flowers and destroyed them! You're a spendthrift!" said the fat man, and was about to beat him again.

"Wang Minghai! If you hit my son again, I will never let you go!" At this time, a middle-aged woman appeared at the door, panting.

"Zhang Yanan, I'm telling you, if you indulge this little bastard again today, I will beat you up too!" Duan Minghai couldn't help but look at Zhang Yanan angrily and shouted.

"How dare you! Son, are you okay? Mom is late. If it weren't for the old neighbor who told me that your classmate went home to look for your dad, I wouldn't have known. Even after rushing, I'm still too late!"

"Mom!" Wang Haitao cried out for his mother, almost sending everyone sitting there away.

Is this what a boy should look like?

"What's going on? Tell mom!" Zhang Yanan said proudly, patting his son's shoulder.

"It's like this..." Wang Haitao recounted what happened with a wronged look on his face, and waited for Zhang Yanan's decision.

"Well..." Zhang Yanan pondered for a moment, "Isn't it just a joke? The flower was accidentally ruined! Let's compensate her! It's no big deal! It's not a big deal!" Zhang Yanan said to Mu Qingli with disdain in his eyes.

"What? Two thousand? That's two thousand, not two hundred! Don't you teach this kid a lesson? Just pay it back when I say so?" Wang Minghai couldn't help but roar angrily.

"What else? You are the head chef of Kyoto Hotel, and you can't even come up with two thousand yuan? Besides, don't I still have you? I'm not asking you to pay for it yourself, so what are you afraid of!" Zhang Yanan glared at Wang Minghai and yelled back.

"Zhang Yanan! My son is under my care now! Don't interfere!"

"He's my son even though he's under your care. If you dare to hit my son again, I'll let my dad report it to the head of your restaurant! Let's see if you can still be a great chef!" Zhang Yanan was not afraid of him and threatened him directly.

Wang Minghai just felt tired. This unreasonable tiger woman still wanted to suppress him even after the divorce.

"Mom! I want to go back to grandpa's house with you! I don't want to follow my dad anymore!" Wang Haitao said fearlessly.

"Son! Mom signed an agreement with your dad. You can only follow your dad. Mom is going to marry your Uncle Lin next month and can't take you away!" Zhang Yanan said with a wry smile.

Mu Qingli felt that her understanding had been refreshed. Is this the forefront of divorce relationships in this era?

Is Kyoto really that open? The head chef of the Kyoto Hotel is incredible! Isn't he the ancestor of state-owned restaurants? No wonder this fat guy is so fat. Did he cheat on his cooking?

Mu Qingli secretly imagined it, but she would not let it go easily.

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