The incident happened so suddenly that even the housekeeper was startled when she received the call from the kindergarten.
How could a top-tier private kindergarten have accidents every few days? And this time, the wife is involved too.
Zhou Ji locked all the documents on the table into a drawer, grabbed his suit jacket, and left.
The driver didn't dare to breathe loudly while driving.
I cautiously observed my husband's expression through the rearview mirror. Even if I was just peeking, I didn't dare to look too closely. The rearview mirror reflected his delicate face, which was as cold as frost. His eyes seemed to be covered with frost, and he was expressionless and aloof.
A chilling aura permeated the air, sending shivers down one's spine.
Jiang Yue looked completely bewildered at the kindergarten, not knowing how things had turned out this way. Initially, she had just finished a rehearsal at the TV station and happened to be picking up her child from the kindergarten.
Perhaps she was truly cursed to encounter a man who suddenly went mad.
The male parent who came to pick up the child was impeccably dressed, looking every bit the refined and cultured elite. When he picked up the child, he smiled warmly and gently held the child in his arms.
After receiving a phone call, his expression completely changed.
With a cold expression, he threw the child to the ground, pulled out a sharp dagger from somewhere, his emotions extremely unstable, yet his target was very clear: he stabbed the child directly.
Jiang Yue subconsciously let go of her son's hand, rushed forward without thinking, and grabbed the tip of the knife the man was trying to use to commit evil with her bare hands.
The sharp blade cut into my palm, and the burning pain was excruciating.
The man became enraged, raised his arm high again, and thrust it forcefully towards the child, but this time not at his own child.
Instead, he was facing Zhou Zhengchu.
Jiang Yue didn't know where she got the strength from, but she kicked the man in the groin. Ignoring the blood flowing from her hand, she kicked him again, knocking the burly man down. Her blood-covered hand gripped his throat, pinning him to the ground.
Security personnel rushed over, and the well-trained professionals subdued the man and immediately called the police.
Jiang Yue belatedly felt the stinging pain in her palm, and she grimaced in pain. Before she could even react, she heard the child sobbing.
The children around were all frightened and cried.
Zhou Zhengchu ran to his mother, looked at her injured hand, his eyes reddened, and he looked so aggrieved that he seemed about to cry at any moment.
The blood dripped slowly onto the ground, following the lines of the palm, a horrifying sight.
Jiang Yue didn't want to touch him, but the boy hugged her leg tightly, his face pale, his eyes red, and he held onto her trouser leg, not wanting to let go no matter who called him.
The kindergarten teacher hurriedly called someone over to treat her wound, repeatedly apologizing.
The teacher was also somewhat relieved; thankfully, she reacted quickly, otherwise who knows what serious incident might have occurred today. No matter which child was injured in the kindergarten, it would be a responsibility that the kindergarten could not afford.
Suddenly, a "ding" sounded in Jiang Yue's mind, and the system's mechanical voice arrived as expected:
By sheer coincidence, Zhao Shuyan witnessed a bipolar disorder-stricken man, identified as "N," having an attack at the school gate today. Just as he drew his knife, the righteous and kind-hearted heroine selflessly saved the young master of the Zhou family from the blade—the future, cunning and ruthless villain of the book.
[He's only five years old, currently a psychologically dark little villain, but he firmly remembers the heroine's kindness, courage, and fearlessness in saving his life, and is saved and moved by her warm embrace.]
The female protagonist became the only remaining kindness and conscience in the minor villain's heart.
She deeply healed the little villain who had an unhappy and unloved childhood.
From that day forward, the misanthropic and egalitarian villain began to see the female lead as his mother, vowing revenge against anyone who dared to bully her.
After the system finished its announcement in a serious, mechanical voice, it fell silent again.
After receiving a large amount of information in a daze, Jiang Yue felt a little confused. But after she had read through the content more clearly, she felt somewhat indifferent.
How the original plot unfolds has nothing to do with her.
It doesn't matter who the minor villain likes.
She only does what she wants to do.
"Mommy...Mommy..."
Her small voice was somewhat timid. She looked down and saw the boy looking up at her with a pale face and nervous eyes, his eyes red and swollen, as if he was about to cry.
He hugged her leg tightly, as if trying to drag her to the infirmary, his face pale as he timidly said, "My hand...my hand...my hand...it hurts."
Looking at his pale face and timid expression, Jiang Yue thought the little boy was frightened by the man who had suddenly gone mad. She wanted to pat his head to comfort him, but then she gave up when she saw his dirty hands.
She asked patiently, "Does your hand hurt too? I'll take you to see a doctor later, okay?"
The boy's beautiful eyes filled with tears, and the pearly tears fell silently, instantly covering his tender and delicate little face.
He cried silently.
It's even more pitiful than if you've been wronged yourself.
Her delicately sculpted face is incredibly endearing.
The school doctor had been notified and rushed over, but even with their combined efforts, they couldn't separate the child from her.
They could only rush to the infirmary to treat the wounds.
Fortunately, Jiang Yue's wound on her palm was not too deep, but the cut skin would be difficult to heal in a short time.
The process of cleaning, disinfecting, applying medication, and then wrapping the wound with gauze took more than half an hour.
Jiang Yue beckoned to the boy whose eyes were a little swollen, reaching out to pick him up on her lap, but the boy shook his head, "No."
He gently held his mother's fingers and carefully blew on them a few times. His childish voice seemed to have a healing magic as he said, "Mom's hand hurts."
Jiang Yue didn't say that she wasn't in pain.
It still hurts.
The little boy seemed extremely guilty, burying his face in his mother's waist without saying a word.
if.
If his mother hadn't come to pick him up from school, he wouldn't have gotten hurt, and his hand wouldn't hurt so much.
It's all his fault.
It's all his fault.
After a while, the little boy raised his face again, and he was no longer crying.
When the teacher came over to check her wound, she felt a chill run down her spine as she was stared at by the boy's dark eyes.
She, a woman in her early twenties, was startled by the coldness in the boy's eyes.
That look in his eyes was extremely faint.
He exuded a cold, intimidating aura, bearing a similar air of authority to his father.
“Ms. Jiang, we are extremely grateful for your heroic act today. You protected our child. Without you, we…”
Jiang Yue couldn't help but interrupt her, "Don't be so polite, anyone else would have done the same."
She sometimes loves to hear praise, but she can't stand overly exaggerated praise of her character and high moral standards.
She can be quite mean at times.
After Jiang Yue finished speaking, she nodded emphatically again, "That's right, no one would stand idly by and ignore it if they saw it."
Looking at her confident assertion about the beauty of humanity, the teacher thought to herself that she was indeed a wealthy lady from a rich family, completely ignorant of the ugliness of human nature.
Regardless, all the teachers and leaders in the school are genuinely grateful to Ms. Jiang, who previously had a less-than-stellar reputation.
The teacher's words of comfort and gratitude have just ended.
The leader over there respectfully led his entourage over.
Dressed in a black suit, with several bodyguards behind him, he exuded an incomparably cold and aloof aura.
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