Song Jiao frowned slightly. Lu Chenxing was obviously not the kind of person who would easily take action unless the other party said something.
As soon as they entered the mediation room, Lu Chenxing quickly walked to Song Jiao's side, raised his head, and there was a hint of apology in his clear eyes, "Mom, I'm sorry I caused you trouble. But first they said I didn't have a father, and then they said you... were a mistress."
His voice trailed off, and it was clear the words were hurting him.
After hearing this, a hint of coldness flashed in Song Jiao's eyes.
She looked up at the other party. They were several middle-aged women who looked well-educated, but their words were shocking.
One of the middle-aged women was amazed. She walked up to him, put her hands on her hips, and said with disdain: "Are you the mother of this little bastard? You are so beautiful, but you are just someone's mistress?" Her words were sharp and sarcastic, and she completely ignored the children present.
Song Jiao's face instantly darkened. She retorted bluntly, "Looking at you, you all look like educated people. How come you raised a child to speak so disgustingly?"
The middle-aged woman didn't take it seriously and continued to mock him: "In my opinion, this child has no father. Is it because you don't even know who the father is?"
Before she could finish her words, Song Jiao slapped her hard, "You are talking dirty. Does your whole family like to be a mistress? Or are you the mistress who got the upper hand?" Her words were full of anger and contempt.
"How dare you say such disgusting things in front of the children?" Song Jiao gave him another big slap.
I don't know when it started, but she seems to be keen on slapping the pussy.
Is it because they're too thick-skinned? So, the more you slap them, the more addicted you become. You want to see just how thick their cheeks are.
Can a slap in the face be considered meaningful?
The woman was frightened by Song Jiao's momentum. She sat on the ground and shouted, "Someone is being beaten! Someone is being beaten! The mistress is beating someone!" Her voice was sharp and piercing, attracting the attention of people around her.
Song Jiao, however, looked indifferent. She stood quietly, picked up Lu Chenxing, turned around and said to the soldier who had just followed, "Call the person in charge here. I want to ask what's going on! I'm concentrating on my research, so why am I being slandered?"
The soldier took one look at the middle-aged woman and went to find the highest person in charge here with a look of disgust on his face.
When the district manager arrived, the woman immediately approached him and tried to get close to him, "Lao Zhang, this is the woman who just attacked me."
As soon as the person in charge saw Song Jiao, his eyes lit up immediately. He walked forward quickly with a warm smile on his face, as if he had met an important guest.
He didn't even glance at the woman, as if she didn't exist.
"Miss Sun, what's going on? Is there any misunderstanding?" His tone was full of respect and concern for Song Jiao.
Song Jiao glanced at the woman with a hint of indifference and contempt in her eyes. Then she turned to the person in charge and said calmly, "There's no misunderstanding. My child was bullied here. You also know the special nature of my work. I need a quiet and stable environment to conduct research. If something like this happens again, I won't be able to concentrate on my work."
Zhang Xu smiled awkwardly after hearing this. He quickly apologized and promised, "This was an oversight on our part. We're deeply sorry for the inconvenience this has caused you and your child. We'll make careful arrangements to ensure your work environment and life are optimally protected. You just need to focus on your research."
Song Jiao nodded, indicating that she accepted his apology. "Okay, then I'll go to the lab later today. I'll take the child home first. He hasn't seen me for two or three days."
After saying that, she carried Lu Chenxing and walked towards the configured room.
On the way back to the room, Song Jiao gently raised her hand and touched Lu Chenxing's little head, and asked with concern: "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Lu Chenxing chuckled and said proudly, "Mom, you're Superman. How could a Superman's child be so weak? That guy didn't even touch me, and he took several solid punches from me."
Hearing her son's words, Song Jiao felt warm in her heart. She knew that Lu Chenxing was very sensible and always tried to behave well in front of her.
She ruffled his hair gently and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, you are the best."
In the following days, Lu Chenxing was reassigned to kindergarten.
Although he is younger than other children, after testing he was found to have great potential, so the teachers took special care of him.
Song Jiao also continues her research, which concerns the future of the entire world.
Five days later, the experimental subjects had turned from zombie mice into normal mice, which meant that the research had made a major breakthrough.
After three days of observation and confirmation of stability, the research entered the zombie testing phase, using previously captured zombies for testing.
What’s encouraging is that the effect is very obvious.
However, the attack power of external zombies must also be considered, so Song Jiao's research is still ongoing to ensure that the medicine can take effect on those zombies as long as they are sprayed.
Research is still ongoing.
Another half a month passed, and Song Jiao's research finally succeeded. The next step was to spray the antidote across China to ensure that all zombies could be transformed into humans.
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Warm yellow light filled every corner, creating a warm home atmosphere. In a corner of the room, Lu Chenxing sat on Song Jiao's lap. His small face was full of seriousness, and his dark eyes looked straight at Song Jiao, as if he wanted to see through her heart.
"Mom, are you leaving?" he asked, with deep reluctance in his tone.
Song Jiao was stunned. She didn't expect Lu Chenxing to ask this question so directly.
She looked at him puzzledly. Could it be that this little guy had noticed something? "Xingxing, why do you ask that?" she asked softly.
"You are a super mom. It was my mom who asked you to protect me, right?" Lu Chenxing was still serious. He looked at Song Jiao seriously, as if this was a very important question.
Song Jiao was amused by his question, but she also realized that this little guy might really know something.
The word "fuck" almost came out of his mouth.
Lu Xingchen didn't seem to notice Song Jiao's surprise. He continued, "Actually, I already knew it when Mom woke up in the pile of zombies, but Mom still protected me, so I am happy to call you Mom." His words filled Song Jiao's heart with warmth.
"So Super Mom, are you leaving soon?" Lu Chenxing's question brought Song Jiao back to her senses.
She nodded and said, "Well, I'll leave after I participate in urban construction and my life becomes completely stable."
Hearing this answer, Lu Chenxing's eyes flashed, "Then will my mother be back soon?" His eyes flashed with anticipation, as if he had already seen the moment when his mother came back.
However, he was also a little worried, "But Superman Mom, I'm afraid my mom will be bullied again." His voice was full of worry and reluctance, which made people feel distressed.
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