"The secret is..." Zhang Lan whispered in Xu Jiaojiao's ear.
After saying this, she originally thought Xu Jiaojiao would show a look of surprise.
Unexpectedly, Xu Jiaojiao just said disdainfully: "So that's it."
Zhang Lan was quite surprised: "You knew this a long time ago?"
"Yes, Dad told me," Xu Jiaojiao said angrily, "If you tell anyone... Mom, you've been wronged for so many years."
Hearing his daughter's caring words, Zhang Lan instantly felt much more comfortable in his chest.
It would be great if Song Qingyu was as caring as Xu Jiaojiao.
After thinking about it, she still didn't say what was in her heart.
"As long as our family can be together, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little."
"Mom..." Xu Jiaojiao's tears welled up and were about to fall. At this moment, the staff came to remind her that the trial had begun.
The three returned to the courtroom.
Zhang Lan, who had returned to normal at this moment, was much more stable when facing Lao Liu. However, she did not dare to look at Lao Liu or Song Qingyu. She could only look at the judge on the stage: "I am completely unaware of the accusations made by the plaintiff's witness."
The judge frowned.
She looked at Uncle Liu: "Witness, is there any other evidence?"
Uncle Liu shook his head and looked at Zhang Lan, but he quickly turned to the judge and said, "Your Honor, yes, when Miss Song was in school, Madam only gave her a few hundred yuan in pocket money every month, and throughout her entire elementary school years, she had no other clothes except her school uniform.
However, Ms. Xu's treatment value is completely different.
She attends a private elementary school.
If I remember correctly, that primary school costs hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.
Miss Xu's monthly pocket money is tens of thousands of yuan.
Plus, she has a whole wardrobe and new clothes every month.”
The old man couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe away his tears. "Your Honor, this... all of this can be verified. I'm absolutely not talking nonsense. If you don't believe me, you can ask the servants back then. As long as they... still have a conscience."
The judge looked at Zhang Lan and asked, "Is this true?"
Zhang Lan was a little incoherent for a moment: "This..."
These are of course true.
only……
"Judge, don't you know? Song Qingyu is used to spending lavishly. She was studying at the school at that time, and it was a boarding school. I was worried that she would spend money recklessly, so I reduced the amount to a few hundred yuan before she used it. As for clothes, she was just a child at that time. There was no need to dress up. The school uniform was fine."
"What about Miss Xu?" Old Liu coughed angrily. "Miss Xu gets new clothes every month. She never wears her school uniform. She's just a child, too. Why is Madam so partial to her?"
Zhang Lan's breathing became rapid.
"I... that... Jiaojiao can be the same, but she is..."
"Mom!" Xu Jiaojiao's voice interrupted Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan suddenly woke up and almost blurted out the secret.
Fortunately, Xu Tiancheng called her in advance.
She glanced at Xu Jiaojiao, then took a deep breath and said, "Jiaojiao was studying in an aristocratic school at the time. She had to be like those other students. They had new clothes every month. If Jiaojiao didn't have them, she would be discriminated against. I had to do this for Jiaojiao's mental health."
"Then you can also transfer Xu Jiaojiao to a public school, then there will be no comparison." Song Qingyu said in a light tone.
Zhang Lan said angrily, "How can Jiaojiao go to a public school? Can the conditions of public schools compare with those of private schools? Song Qingyu, I already knew that you couldn't stand Jiaojiao."
"So you're sending me to public school?"
Song Qingyu's words instantly left Zhang Lan speechless.
She moved her lips and said after a long time, "No, Judge, listen to me, at that time, our family could only afford to send one child to an aristocratic school. Song Qingyu had attended a private school for several years before transferring to a public school, but Jiaojiao had never enjoyed the treatment of a private school, so I wanted to send Jiaojiao to a private school.
I really wasn't biased, I just wanted both children to enjoy the best education. Later... later, when Song Qingyu was in junior high school, I sent her back to the aristocratic school!"
At this point, Zhang Lan seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She suddenly looked at Song Qingyu, a smug smile on her lips: "Right, Song Qingyu, do you dare to say that you didn't go to an aristocratic school when you were in junior high school?"
Song Qingyu looked at Zhang Lan quietly without saying a word.
Her eyes were calm.
It was so quiet that it seemed like a pool of stagnant water.
Zhang Lan was inexplicably flustered: "Speak!"
She remembered very clearly that when Song Qingyu was in junior high school, she attended an aristocratic school.
Otherwise, how could she become classmates with Zhao Xi.
Song Qingyu still didn't say anything, but looked at Zhang Lan quietly.
Zhang Lan became increasingly panicked as he was stared at. His voice trembled uncontrollably. "Speak, Song Qingyu! Stop playing tricks here!"
At this moment, a soft sigh sounded: "Madam, how could you even forget this? The reason why Miss Song was able to attend the aristocratic school was because she was admitted with the highest score in the city. It was not you who sent her back to the aristocratic school."
Zhang Lan was completely dumbfounded.
Did Song Qingyu get in through exams?
But she clearly remembered...
"I've heard before that people will automatically beautify their own actions. Now it seems to be true. No wonder Mrs. Xu can always be so righteous when facing me. It turns out that she has beautified everything she has done, and the abuser has become the rescuer. Haha..." Song Qingyu looked at Zhang Lan with interest.
Zhang Lan raised her eyes and looked at the deep mockery in Song Qingyu's eyes. She wanted to argue something, but found that everything was so powerless.
"Well!" the judge stood up, "I declare—"
Zhang Lan hurried to see the judge: "Judge..."
However, the judge did not give her a chance to speak and directly announced Zhang Lan's guilt.
The charge of failing to fulfill the obligation of support was not established, but the charge of abuse was established. However, because so many years have passed and there are only witnesses but no evidence, Zhang Lan can only be required to pay compensation.
The final calculation result was that Song Qingyu had to pay more than 10 million yuan in compensation.
This price is calculated based on how much Zhang Lan spends on Xu Jiaojiao.
More than 10 million is naturally a huge sum of money for Zhang Lan.
But in front of the judge, she had to bow her head and accept the punishment.
The result was that as soon as he walked out of the court, Zhang Lan could no longer hold back and raised his hand to slap Song Qingyu, not caring that Gu Hanxing was next to Song Qingyu.
However, without Gu Hanxing taking any action, Zhao Xi stopped Zhang Lan and slapped him in the face.
Zhang Lan was stunned by the beating. It took her a moment to realize that she had been beaten by a junior. She was so angry that her nose was crooked: "Zhao Xi, who are you to dare to hit me?!"
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