Yes, Song Lingyi’s biological parents came.
Isn’t it amazing?
In this information-backward age, Song Lingyi's biological parents seemed to have installed GPS, accurately finding the cadre school and specifically asking for their child from the Song family.
Lin Wanjun is their target.
"Get that bitch surnamed Lin out here! How dare you, a shameless human trafficker, take our daughter? I'm going to report you to the police. I'm going to put you in jail for the rest of your life!"
Scumbags are no longer worthy of being called fathers and mothers.
Lin Wanjun just wants to call them scumbag men and scumbag women.
Faced with the disturbance caused by the two scumbags, people in the cadre school talked about it and were all worried about Lin Wanjun and Li Yuetang.
At the critical moment when Li Yuetang was about to return to the city and Lin Wanjun was about to go to college, he was suddenly accused of being a "human trafficker" and something could go wrong if he was not careful.
If the matter is not handled properly, Li Yuetang may have to continue to stay in the cadre school for reform, and Lin Wanjun will be disqualified from going to university.
The hope that the Song family just saw will be extinguished by these people who suddenly appear.
Is all this just a coincidence?
Qin Sijun hurried over after hearing the news, and Li Yuetang was with him.
Li Yuetang was furious when she heard the scumbag woman insulting her daughter-in-law.
Without saying a word, she stepped forward and slapped the man in the face several times, loudly and decisively.
"Did you eat shit? Your mouth is so dirty!"
The beaten woman covered her hurt face with an incredible look on her face, her eyes full of shock and fear.
"You...you dare to hit me, do you know who I am?"
Li Yuetang is not afraid.
"I don't care who you are! You're causing trouble here, and your foul language is making me sick. I'm not happy with you, so what's wrong with hitting you a few times?"
Seeing his wife being beaten, the man got angry.
"You fucking... ow!"
Just as he pointed his finger at Li Yuetang's nose, he suddenly let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.
Song Zhanjin walked up to him, grabbed his fingers and bent them down. With a "click", it was like turning on a speaker switch, and the man screamed louder than a pig being slaughtered.
The helpers brought by the two scumbags intended to come forward to help, and the people in the cadre school were not willing to lag behind. Men and women surrounded them, rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight.
You know, the Song family is extremely prestigious in the cadre school nowadays.
Not to mention Song Mingcheng who led the troops to the front line to defend his country, nor Song Zhanjin who is about to follow in his father's footsteps and go to the front line, let's talk about Lin Wanjun.
When the cadre school encountered crises several times and people were facing life and death difficulties, it was Lin Wanjun who stepped forward and rescued people from danger.
It is no exaggeration to say that if it weren't for Lin Wanjun, I'm afraid they might not be able to stand here now, and their graves would probably be covered with snow.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and the cadre school had the upper hand.
The scumbag couple got scared, took a few steps back and hid back in their team, and even their tone softened a lot.
"I...I'm not here to cause trouble. I just want justice for my daughter!"
Lin Wanjun sneered.
"Justice? What kind of justice do you want for your daughter?"
The scumbag didn't recognize Lin Wanjun and replied confidently, "Of course it was the human traffickers who separated us and caused my daughter to be terrified."
"She's our precious child. In our home, she eats the best food and wears the best clothes. And yet human traffickers bring her here to suffer?"
The scumbag man counts the accounts on his fingers.
"Based on my daughter's living standard, the traffickers should at least compensate us ten yuan..."
Just as he said the number "ten dollars", the woman next to him tugged at his sleeve, and the man understood and immediately changed his words.
"Oh no, it's twenty... No, it's fifty! Not only do the traffickers have to return my daughter to us, they also have to pay us fifty dollars in compensation for emotional distress!"
The scumbag man was satisfied with the amount of compensation and felt more confident.
"We've inquired about this. Human traffickers have special identities. This little money is nothing to them!"
The scumbag woman took over the conversation and said, "But if they don't return our daughter to us, hmph, we just need to make a fuss and we can make them reform until they die in this shabby place!"
Lin Wanjun listened to the two scumbags' mouths wide open without any expression, and found it very funny.
Look, these two scumbags are really capable of everything. They know their origins and identities clearly, and are even familiar with the methods to deal with them.
If no one was messing around behind her back, she would write Lin Wanjun's name upside down.
Qin Sijun also noticed something unusual.
He calmly asked, "How did you know there was someone named Lin Wanjun in our cadre school? And how did you know your daughter was in our cadre school?"
Lin Wanjun agreed.
"Exactly. You're clamoring to find your daughter, but you won't share any of her details. And then you start asking for compensation. Ugh, I have to question your motives!"
"First, tell me, what is the name of your precious daughter?"
Few people know Song Lingyi's original name because it sounds unpleasant and also because Lin Wanjun doesn't want Song Lingyi to be discriminated against or ridiculed.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the scumbag couple, waiting for them to reveal their daughter's name.
"My daughter's name is Yin..."
The scumbag man was about to say that vicious name when he suddenly paused.
Because he found that this name seemed impossible to say out loud. Once it was said out loud, it might be disadvantageous to them. After all, the people in the cadre school were all poor and stinky intellectuals.
So he said, "My daughter's name is Baozhu. Bao means treasure and Zhu means jewel. You can tell from the name how much we love our daughter, right?"
Lin Wanjun burst out laughing.
"Baozhu? That's a nice name indeed. Coincidentally, there's a little girl in our cadre school who's about the same age as your daughter, except for her name..."
Staring at the two scumbags with burning eyes, Lin Wanjun spoke word by word.
"The little girl's name is Yin'er, Yin as in guide and Er as in son. The name means exactly what it says: to bring a son to her son-loving and beastly parents!"
She stared into the eyes of the scum couple.
"That little girl didn't have a beautiful name like 'Hojo,' nor did she receive the love and care of her parents. Instead, she was treated like a commodity and sold over and over again."
"She was sold to an old man who could be her grandfather, and then to the head of a beggar gang. In the cold winter, her biological parents punished her by making her kneel in the snow..."
"So, do you think this little girl named 'Yin'er' is your daughter?"
The scumbag couple had dull expressions, as if they had a mouthful of shit that they couldn't spit out or swallow, and they just looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Aren't you looking for Lin Wanjun? Aren't you guys constantly saying that Lin Wanjun is a human trafficker?"
Taking a few steps forward, Lin Wanjun looked at the scumbag couple and pressed forward step by step.
"Didn't the woman who tipped you off tell you what Lin Wan-jun looks like? Huh?"
The scumbag woman was forced to retreat by Lin Wanjun's powerful aura and stammered.
"I... I wanted a photo of Lin Wanjun, just in case I recognized the wrong person, but she didn't have one. She also said that Lin Wanjun was a popular figure in the cadre school, and I'd find out if I asked around!"
Lin Wanjun pulled her lips into a smile.
"She? Who is she?"
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