She was just working in the field for two hours, what happened?
"Excuse me, I'd like to ask, who hit you?"
Mo Yan spoke as she put on her shoes.
"Your son was taken away by the parent of a female classmate, who suspects him of taking their daughter away..."
Without the police even needing to hear the rest, Mo Yan could guess what had happened.
It's nothing more than taking Wang Siling home and getting misunderstood. So these days, doing a good deed can get you beaten up?
Mo Yan went straight to the police station as quickly as possible.
As soon as I entered, I saw a woman yelling at the police.
“I don’t care, you have to make his parents give me an explanation. I know that my obedient daughter suddenly ran away with him and even pretended to be sick.”
This constitutes trafficking of minors, which is illegal.
When Mo Yan looked again, she saw that Jiao Ziang next to her had a bruised and swollen face, and it was clear that he had been beaten badly.
Mo Yan walked straight up to him. "Who hit you?"
Jiao Ziang's first reaction was to touch his head and shake his head, "Mom, I'm fine."
"I'm asking you, who hit him?"
Mo Yan's face darkened with anger, and she looked directly at the woman opposite her.
"I did the call, so what? He kidnapped my daughter..."
She didn't say anything more before Mo Yan rushed over, grabbed her, and started hitting her relentlessly.
Stomach, feet.
He kept kicking and punching her stomach.
The police didn't have time to react because Mo Yan was moving incredibly fast.
It was so fast that they didn't even have time to react.
By the time she realized what was happening, Wang Siling's mother was already lying on the ground, unable to get up.
The police quickly pulled Mo Yan back, saying, "Parents, please don't get agitated."
"They beat my son so badly, and they told me not to get agitated. These days, you can't do good deeds because you'll be struck by lightning."
Who will be willing to do good deeds in the future?
Mo Yan glared fiercely at the woman. Her Jiao Ziang was such a good boy; he wouldn't even hit someone.
Honestly, even Jiao Ziang was stunned, let alone the police.
My mother isn't usually a very rational person, so why did she suddenly rush over like that?
The woman got up from the ground, saying, "I'm going to sue you for hitting me!"
"You hit my son? Look what you've done to him! Don't worry, my lawyer will be here soon."
She will absolutely not let them get away with this.
"Don't get agitated, let's find out what's going on first."
The police quickly pulled them aside and began to speak.
"What's going on?" Mo Yan sneered. "I should be asking you the same thing. My son kind-heartedly took your daughter home, and you still hit him?"
"Pah! It was clearly your son who lied to my daughter, tricked her into running away from home. Her best friends have all told us. If my daughter wasn't so well-behaved, how could she have done such a thing?"
The woman charged straight at the menacing-looking woman, but didn't dare to actually make a move.
"This is turning the tables. My son and your daughter are not close at all. And what about your daughter?"
Mo Yan glanced at the little girl who was already terrified, and walked over to her.
"Tell me, what happened?"
“I…” Wang Siling was so frightened that she burst into tears and didn’t say anything.
"If you're afraid, I can understand. But to stand by and watch them frame my son isn't just a matter of fear; it's a matter of character."
It's disheartening to be wronged even when you do good deeds.
You can be afraid, but if you let your fear cause my son to suffer an injustice, you truly have no shame.
Author's note: I felt extremely unwell yesterday, like my head was about to explode. Sorry for the lack of updates.
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