When Lin Qingqing heard Wen Nuan wanted her to attend the ideological education class, her heart skipped a beat, her legs went weak, her head was in a mess, and she thought she was finished.
If her man knew that she made a mistake outside, he would definitely beat her to death!
Her shoulders couldn't stop shaking, and she begged, "Director Wen, can you please forgive me just once?"
"I will never make such a mistake again, please let me go this time."
She looked as pitiful as she could be, but unfortunately Wen Nuan wouldn't fall for it.
She was willing to humble herself and beg, because she wanted to gain her forgiveness in this way.
She is not stupid, so she won't be fooled by her.
"Isn't your son almost starving to death? Why don't you go home to get him something to eat? Do you want me to buy him some milk powder?" Wen Nuan said coldly.
Lin Qingqing's face froze. Thinking that she still had to go to the ideological education class, she could only bite the bullet and say, "Director Wen, I really know I was wrong. Can you let me go this time?"
Wen Nuan said without hesitation, "No!"
"If you are not in a hurry to go home and get food for your son, then come with me to the Women's Federation now!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingqing could only quickly pick up her son and run away, thinking that she would talk about it later.
Wen Nuan glanced at her fleeing back, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she knew that she was a bully who only picked on the weak and feared the strong.
However, Sang Feiyu and the others are not people who are easy to bully. I don’t know what Lin Qingqing was thinking that she would provoke them.
Everyone saw that Lin Qingqing had run away, and there was nothing interesting to watch at the scene. They all thought about going home to eat or cook. Then they heard Wen Nuan ask, "Who helped Lin Qingqing persuade Comrade Sang to make milk powder for her son just now?"
"Everyone, stand up!"
She looked horrible like that.
Everyone paused, looked at each other, and didn't dare to breathe.
No one dared to stand up, but this matter would not end like this.
Sang Feiyu raised his hand and pointed at a few people, "They are the ones who are helping Lin Qingqing to persuade me."
The people who were pointed at by Sang Feiyu were almost crying with anxiety.
If they had known this earlier, they wouldn't have meddled in other people's business.
Wen Nuan glanced at them and sneered, "You are really generous to others."
"Since you are so kind, then each of you can give a little money to buy milk powder for Lin Qingqing's son."
As soon as this was said, someone immediately jumped out and said, "No, why do you want us to collect money?"
The warm voice was cold and terrifying, "Why?"
"Why do you say that?"
"When you asked Comrade Sang to make milk powder for Lin Qingqing's son, why didn't you think about the basis for it?"
"Now that it's your turn, you know why?"
You only feel the pain when the needle pricks your body.
"I was just talking, and Comrade Sang didn't really make milk powder for the neighbor's son."
Wen Nuan said coldly, "Tell me about it?"
"You make it sound so easy!"
"So many of you surrounded Comrade Sang at the door, asking her to make milk powder for Lin Qingqing's son, creating invisible psychological pressure on her. Is that just talk?"
"If Comrade Sang wasn't mentally strong, you guys would have driven him into insanity!"
The man couldn't help but say, "Director Wen, you are exaggerating."
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