Chapter 253 Everyone has their own bitterness



Wen Hongyan believed Cai Youlun's words without a doubt. Shulu was already favored at home, and now she didn't even do small things like washing dishes. Wen Hongyan was afraid that washing dishes would make Shulu's fingers thicker!

Wen Hongyan wanted to raise Shu Lu into the kind of young lady in TV dramas, and have her marry into a wealthy family in the future.

No young lady was punished or expelled from school.

The biggest difference between Wen Hongyan and Yue Shanni's mother is probably that Wen Hongyan knew the importance of children's education very early on. After all, the Wen family has a living example. If Wen Dongrong had not been able to read back then, the Wen family would still be farming in the countryside!

Shu Lu denied it, but she was a little scared in her heart.

The police station shouldn’t be able to find anything, right?

After Shu Lu and the other two left, Yue Shanni and her daughter were the last to leave the police station.

Yue Shanni's mother reluctantly put her fingerprints on the mediation document, and as soon as she walked out of the police station, she scolded Yue Shanni.

She was not scolding Yue Shanni for doing this, but scolding Yue Shanni for being stupid and causing her trouble.

Why can others escape punishment, but Yue Shanni has to be so foolish as to "surrender"?

"You're such a jerk! You're out of your mind! I don't know how I could have given birth to a moron like you! If you get expelled from school, I'll have to find a connection for you so you can find a job outside."

The woman talked about her friend's daughter, who went to work in coastal areas when she was a teenager. When she left, she dragged a broken suitcase with her, but she came back within two years, already wearing gold and silver jewelry.

The couple are both under 50 years old. Because their daughter can earn a lot of money, they have stopped working and play cards in the mahjong hall every day.

There was a lot of envy in the woman's words, and she seemed to want Yue Shanni to learn from her friend's daughter and drop out of school to work immediately.

Yue Shanni's face turned pale.

What was going on with this family her mother was talking about? She had heard from the gossips in the neighborhood that a teenage girl without a diploma or skills went to work in the coastal areas and came back with a lot of money within two years. How much money did she make? Couldn't anyone guess?

There is no wall that is impenetrable. The girl's parents flaunted their wealth in a high-profile manner, and soon someone dug up their family's secrets and found out that their daughter had gone to the coastal area to engage in the flesh trade.

If you are young, beautiful and a bit smart, you can make money quickly in this line of work!

The whole community knew about this, and Yue Shanni didn't believe that her mother didn't know about it.

What mother would persuade her daughter to become a prostitute?

Yue Shanni broke down crying and ran away covering her face.

The woman stood there and cursed Yue Shanni for being crazy, and even took off her slippers and threw them at her.

"If you don't want to work, then you should be more motivated, you money-loser!"

As the woman kept cursing, she couldn't help crying.

There is no way. There is no hope in life, and the child is not doing well. Yue Shanni feels wronged, and the woman also feels that she is unlucky.

Although she was crying, she was still worried that Yue Shanni had really had an accident late at night, so the woman picked up her slippers, put them on, and searched for her along the path where Yue Shanni ran away.

The police officers at the police station sighed. After working at the grassroots level for a long time, they have seen all kinds of people. Those who commit crimes are not necessarily evil and wicked. If you really look into it, everyone has a lot of bitterness in their hearts.

The difference is that some people swallow their bitterness and turn their unhappiness into motivation to work hard, while some people vent their unhappiness in life on others, feeling uncomfortable themselves and making others feel uncomfortable too.

Wen Ying thought about Yang Xi the whole night.

Xie Qian was right, she really liked Yang Xi. If it were any other little gangster girl, Wen Ying would not be so tolerant.

The more I recall, the clearer the original reports become.

The next day, Chen Ru and Wen Dongrong went to the cram school again. Wen Ying was alone at home. Around noon, her cell phone rang. It was Yang Xi calling.

Yang Xi asked Wen Ying to meet him.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hit you."

"I'm not afraid. If you wanted to do something, you would have done it long ago."

Yang Xi told the time and place and hung up the phone, not wanting to be teased by Wen Ying.

Wen Ying went there as agreed.

Yang Xi took Wen Ying to a small restaurant and said she wanted to treat Wen Ying to a meal. Although she didn't know why Wen Ying helped her lie at the police station, she didn't like to owe favors to others.

The small restaurant is a bit greasy, the paint on the tables is peeling, and the benches are stained no matter how you wipe them. It is commonly known as a fly restaurant.

The environment is bad, but the taste is good. It can be seen that Yang Xi chose the place carefully.

When it came time to pay the bill, Wen Ying didn't compete with Yang Xi for the bill. The two of them spent less than fifty yuan. Since Yang Xi was treating them, this amount of money was affordable.

After leaving the restaurant, Wen Ying suddenly asked:

"Yang Xi, are you short of money?"

Yang Xi was so angry that he laughed.

Is this human language?

If she is not short of money, why would she collect protection money?

Yang Xi stood up like a hedgehog under attack, his spines erect, and he started the defense mode: "I'm in dire need of money, Miss, are you trying to give me some alms?"

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