The Su family meeting room.
Su Yiqing listened with a cold expression to his subordinate's report on the preparations of Su's Technology Company.
The phone lying next to me suddenly lit up. Seeing that it was Teacher Zhang Lan calling, I immediately answered it.
"Mr. Su, could you please come to the school? Your sister got into a fight with some other children."
Su Yiqing's aura suddenly became fierce, and everyone in the conference room instantly fell silent, not daring to breathe. "Who dares to hit my sister!"
"No, no, Mr. Su, you've misunderstood. It was your sister who hit another child," Teacher Zhang Lan quickly explained.
Su Yiqing toned down her imposing aura a bit. "Oh, is my Ruanruan alright?"
"No...no."
"Okay, I'll be right there!" Su Yiqing hung up the phone, her sharp, hawk-like gaze sweeping over everyone. "The plan needs to be revised. I need to see a complete budget and a feasible solution by tomorrow!"
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At this moment, in the kindergarten.
The parents of the three older children had already arrived.
As soon as Zheng Ziming, the boy who was leading the collection of protection money, saw his mother, he rushed over and hugged her leg, pointing at the little girl and saying, "Mommy, Mommy, that fat bastard hit me! Please help me kill her!"
Zheng Ziming's mother instantly flew into a rage, "You little brat, how dare you hit my son? You're asking for trouble!"
The little dumpling was furious. How dare this person say she was fat! She was clearly adorable to the point of being overweight!
With her little belly sticking out confidently, she stood up and shouted at the top of her lungs, "You're not fat, you're ugly, your face is covered in pockmarks like a pig's head!"
"You dare to swear!" The skinny Zheng Ziming's mother stretched out her chicken claws to grab the little dumpling. The spots on her face were her sore spot; she didn't know how much money she had spent on them, but she still couldn't get rid of them.
This little brat actually dared to make fun of this; she's going to beat her to death today!
Seeing this, Teacher Zhang Lan quickly stepped forward, blocking the little boy's path, and said with a smile, "Parent, please don't get agitated. The child's parents will be here soon."
"Let's talk things out together when the parents arrive, okay?"
"Smack!"
Caught off guard, the gaunt woman slapped Zhang Lan hard across the face, her sharp nails leaving three marks on her cheek. "Pah! You stinking teacher, who do you think you are? You dare to stop me? Do you know who I am?"
"You wicked woman, why did you hit Teacher Zhang?" When Qingzai saw the teacher being hit, his small body immediately stood up and stood in front of the little dumpling and the teacher with righteous indignation.
Lu Wei also stepped forward and stood with Qingzai.
Yan Yan hid behind the teacher, peeked out and made a face at the woman, "Hehehe... old witch with a face full of pockmarks, bad, ugly and stupid!"
Su Ziming's mother was so angry she felt like she was going to vomit blood. "Shut up, you bunch of good-for-nothings! Do you think you're worthy of being in the same kindergarten as my son? Where's the principal? Call your principal here!"
The little dumpling was furious when it saw the bloody fingernail marks on the teacher's face!
Without caring about anything else, he imitated the way Lu Weiding, a kindergarten student, bent down, took a running start, and rammed his little head hard into Su Ziming's mother's thigh!
"Ouch!" Mrs. Su cried out, "You little brat, you dare to bump into me! I'll kill you today!"
She reached out to grab the little dumpling, but the little dumpling nimbly dodged to the side, and she missed.
The little dumpling stood with her hands on her hips, looking fierce. "My sister says, 'Don't hit someone in the face, and don't insult someone by asking their mother!' But, Aunt Witch, you've really gone too far! Ruan Ruan is going to scold you!"
The little dumpling took a deep breath before continuing to curse: "Old witch, you were born but no one raised you. Your mother died as soon as you were born, your father died, and your whole family is dead!"
"Your face is covered in pockmarks, nobody wants you; your son is ugly and fat, looks like a turtle!"
Mother Su was so angry that she lost her temper and stomped her foot to grab the little dumpling!
The little dumpling twisted and turned its chubby body, nimbly dodging left and right, while making faces at the woman as it dodged, "Hehehe, can't catch you, can't catch you, the old witch can't catch the little princess!"
Just as the little dumpling was feeling quite pleased with itself, it accidentally slipped and its little paws moved a little too slowly.
The woman reacted swiftly, grabbing her by the collar and lifting her up. She bared her teeth and glared at her fiercely, saying, "Go ahead and run! I'll twist your head off right now and use it as a football for my son!"
Her son, Wu Ziming, who was already ugly and had his head beaten into a pig's head, suddenly got excited and started jumping around, shouting, "Mom, Mom, quickly twist her head off! I want to play football! I want to play football!"
The little dumpling waved its tiny paws and kicked its two little feet, shouting, "Let me go, you old witch, let me go!"
Teacher Zhang Lan stepped forward anxiously to try and persuade her, but before she could speak, a chilling, sinister voice came from outside the office door, "Dare to touch a hair on my sister's head, and I'll kill your whole family!"
Mother Su trembled involuntarily, but forced herself to say, "Who do you think you are? Do you think I'm someone who can be easily scared?"
"Bang!"
Before she could utter the last two words, she was kicked away.
The little dumpling landed steadily in Su Yiqing's arms.
The little dumpling gave Su Yiqing a sweet smile, then exaggeratedly patted its little chest with its tiny paws, its little eyebrows furrowing into waves, and said in an exaggerated yet serious tone, "Big brother, it's so good that you're here! Ruan Ruan was almost eaten by the old witch!"
Su Yiqing patted her little head, "It's okay, big brother is here, don't be afraid!"
The little dumpling puffed out its chest again, "Big brother, I'm not afraid! I can fight the old witch for three hundred rounds!"
Su Yiqing's anger vanished instantly in the face of the little dumpling's soft, adorable voice and innocent words.
He turned to the skinny woman and her pig-headed son, and said critically, "Little Softie, did you punch this pig-headed boy in the face with your little fists?"
"Mmm, big brother, isn't Ruanruan amazing?" The little dumpling puffed out her chest, looking quite proud.
“Impressive, of course my sister is impressive.” Su Yiqing said seriously, “But sister, what if you hurt your little hands because you always use your little fists to hit people?”
Next time, we should make better use of tools. For example, you could take off your little shoes and use them on him.
The little dumpling blinked its big eyes, "Big brother, what should I do if my little shoes get dirty?"
"It's okay, big brother will buy you new ones. If one pair isn't enough, I'll buy ten pairs. If ten pairs aren't enough, I'll buy a hundred pairs. If that still doesn't work, big brother will contract a shoe factory for you!"
"Okay, Ruanruan, I'll remember that. Next time, I'll beat them up!" The little dumpling clenched her fists, looking both cute and fierce.
Su's mother was furious. Did these two siblings treat her like she didn't exist?
"What do you mean by this? Look how badly your sister beat my son. Shouldn't you apologize and give us an explanation?"
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