When Lin Qingqing heard Wen Nuan tell her to go to a moral education class, her heart skipped a beat, her legs went weak, and her mind went blank. She thought she was doomed.
If her husband found out she had made a mistake outside, he would definitely beat her to death!
Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably as she pleaded, "Director Wen, please forgive me just this once?"
"I will never make this mistake again, please forgive me this once."
She looked incredibly pitiful, but unfortunately, Wen Nuan wasn't buying it.
She was willing to humble herself and beg, because that was how she wanted to gain her forgiveness.
She's not stupid; she won't fall for her tricks.
"Isn't your son about to starve to death? Why aren't you home getting him anything to eat? Do you want me to buy him formula?" Wen Nuan said coldly.
Lin Qingqing's expression froze. Thinking about the ideological education class she still had to attend, she could only bite the bullet and say, "Director Wen, I really know I was wrong. Can you please forgive me this once?"
Without hesitation, Wen Nuan said, "No!"
"If you're not in a hurry to go home and get something to eat for your son, then come with me to the Women's Federation right now!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Qingqing could only quickly grab her son and run away, thinking she would deal with it later.
Wen Nuan glanced at her fleeing figure and twitched her lips. She knew she was a bully who preyed on the weak.
However, Sang Feiyu and his group were not easy to bully, and it's unclear what Lin Qingqing was thinking, choosing to provoke them.
Seeing that Lin Qingqing had run away and there was nothing interesting to watch, everyone was thinking about going home to eat or cook. Then they heard Wen Nuan ask, "Who was it that helped Lin Qingqing persuade Comrade Sang to make milk powder for her son?"
"Everyone, step forward!"
She looked absolutely terrifying.
Everyone paused, looked at each other, and dared not even breathe.
No one dared to step forward, but this matter will not be left unresolved.
Sang Feiyu pointed to several people, "They were the ones who helped Lin Qingqing persuade me."
The people being pointed at by Sang Feiyu were almost in tears.
If I had known, they wouldn't have meddled.
Wen Nuan glanced at them and sneered, "You guys are really something, being so generous with other people's money."
"Since you are so kind, then each of you should contribute some money to buy milk powder for Lin Qingqing's son."
As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately jumped out and said, "No way, why should we have to chip in?"
The warm voice was chillingly cold: "Why should I?"
"Why should I?"
"When you asked Comrade Sang to make milk powder for Lin Qingqing's son, why didn't you ever think about why you should do so?"
"Now that it's your turn, you'll know why you're on your own merits."
You only know it hurts when you prick yourself with a needle.
"I was just saying that, and Comrade Sang didn't actually make milk powder for the neighbor's son."
Wen Nuan coldly replied, "Just saying?"
"You make it sound so easy!"
"So many of you surrounded Comrade Sang at the door, demanding that she make milk powder for Lin Qingqing's son, creating invisible psychological pressure on her. That was just talk."
"If Comrade Sang weren't mentally strong, you guys would have driven him to the brink of insanity!"
The man couldn't help but say, "Director Wen, what you're saying is way too exaggerated."
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