Ye Qingqing pouted. She didn't have time to think about so much at the time; she was only thinking about quickly subduing Zhou Yimeng and clearing Tang Yuanyuan's name.
And to be honest, Zhou Yimeng, that bitch, really deserves a beating!
"I didn't think about anything else, I just wanted to help Yuanyuan prove her innocence."
Why didn't you come down and look for me?
"I didn't think that much about it. Besides, I can't always ask you for help. You're not Ultraman, you don't appear wherever there's danger. I have to learn to handle things on my own!"
Ye Qingqing wrinkled her nose, not feeling that she had done anything wrong at all.
You have to use bad methods to teach bad people a lesson. You can't reason with them. Take Zhou Yimeng, for example. She'll behave as soon as you hit her. Even if you talk about it for three days and three nights until you're hoarse, you still can't make this bad guy like Zhou Yimeng admit his mistake.
However, she was indeed wrong. She shouldn't have hit someone in front of Teacher He, giving that old woman a handle to use against her!
Fortunately, Lu Mo was there, otherwise she might have really been fired.
"Thank goodness you were here today, thank you, Brother Mo..." Ye Qingqing said sweetly, suddenly feeling that Brother Mo sounded better than Oppa. Hmm... I'll call you Brother Mo from now on.
Lu Mo felt terrible. He had said so much, but it was like talking to a brick wall. The girl wouldn't listen at all and didn't think she had done anything wrong.
"You won't always be this lucky. If you cause trouble again, I definitely won't go to the school to plead for you." If reasoning doesn't work, then I'll have to resort to force.
"No, I definitely won't cause trouble, Brother Mo!"
Ye Qingqing sincerely promised.
Even if she really wanted to beat that bitch up, she would definitely find a secluded place where no one could see her.
Lu Mo looked at Ye Qingqing suspiciously. She agreed too readily, and he couldn't sense any genuine remorse or regret.
"Call me by my name properly!"
Lu Mo rebuked him in a deep voice, which was soft and sweet, making Lu Mo's heart melt. He couldn't be serious at all. What kind of behavior was that!
“You said he was my brother, so I didn’t call him by the wrong name.”
"That was just a temporary measure. You can call me brother, just remove the ink." It's because they added the word "ink" that the rest of the sentence is drawn out, like a child's coquettishness.
"Oh, Gege..." Ye Qingqing imitated the way Taiwanese girls called her, her voice even sweeter.
Lu Mo shuddered involuntarily, his heart sinking even deeper.
A perfectly normal way of addressing someone, but when this girl calls out it, it sounds different, soft and sticky, like a sticky rice ball dipped in sugar, so sweet it sticks to your teeth.
"Write a self-criticism, two thousand words, a deep self-reflection, a heartfelt repentance, and show it to me when you're done."
Lu Mo gave up on continuing to educate Ye Qingqing; he'd rather keep a closer eye on the girl from now on!
To prevent this girl from causing even bigger trouble and creating even more chaos, Lu Mo felt deeply that he should become even stronger, otherwise how would he clean up her messes in the future?
Ye Qingqing looked distressed. Two thousand words was no problem, but how could she write a profound self-reflection and a heartfelt confession?
Deep down, she didn't think she had done anything wrong!
"I can't write..."
Ye Qingqing told the truth.
Lu Mo was furious. "Write down all the mistakes you made today, reflect on them, repent for them, and promise to correct them in the future!"
Half an hour later.
Ye Qingqing managed to come up with a preface and showed it to Lu Mo.
"Respected teachers, dear classmates..."
Lu Mo's forehead veins throbbed as he gritted his teeth and asked, "That's it?"
Ye Qingqing swallowed hard. No, it seems the honey trap won't work for now. She'll have to use the self-inflicted injury strategy instead!
"My...my hand hurts."
Ye Qingqing stretched out her fair and tender hand, with several bruises on the back of her hand and some swelling on her wrist. When she was disciplining Zhou Yimeng, she used the wrong force and also got a little injured herself.
Lu Mo glanced at it and saw that he was indeed injured. Although it wasn't serious, it was still quite noticeable against his fair skin.
"Brother... Oppa... It really hurts, I can't write... I have to be fed!" Ye Qingqing drawled out her voice, sweeter than honey-dipped glutinous rice balls.
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