It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

    The furious Zhen Mier picked up a book on the desk and threw it at the classmate: "Bastard! Who are you talking about?"

    The book fluttered in mid-air and rushed to the classmate. The classmate stretched out her hand nimbly to catch the book. Woolen cloth!"

    "You bastard!" Zhen Mi'er screamed, kicked off the stool under her feet and rushed towards her classmates.

    "If you are a bastard, you are the most bastard. How dare I compare with you? In front of you, our whole class, no, all of our classmates must be resigned!" The classmate fled On the other hand, he teased the desperate Zhen Mi'er.

    "Hahahahaha!" The classmates in the classroom began to burst into laughter again.

    Zhen Mi'er, who was ridiculed by her classmates to the point of disgrace, scolded and chased furiously. Now she just wanted to catch this guy and beat him hard.

    While the two of them were chasing one another and fled to the point where the whole class was jumping, the head teacher with a dark face stood at the door of the classroom and shouted, "What are you doing?

    "Teacher!" The villain who owes her classmates first complained: "Zhen Mi'er beat me!"

    "Ah!" The shamelessness of her classmates made Zhen Mi'er so angry that she lost all reason. She rushed over and grabbed the classmates who stopped in front of the teacher, pinching and twisting: "I hit You? I'm going to hit you right now!"

    "It hurts, hurts, hurts!" The classmates hid and complained: "Look, teacher! She also beats people."

    "Zhen Mi'er!" The head teacher roared, stretched out a fan-like hand and dragged Zhen Mi'er to the podium: "You stand here for me!"

    Stand on stage? Look at the attitude of the whole class towards you, do you stand on the podium and let the students onlookers and boo?

    How can Mrs. Zhen Mier listen to the teacher? She burst into tears and pushed the teacher away from the classroom, all the way to the school gate.

      : "Open the door, I'm going out!"

    She had a bad tone, and the two school police did not have the same knowledge as the crying little girl. They only stretched out their hands to ask for a slip: "Bring the slip approved by the class teacher."

    Ask for leave? Zhen Mi'er certainly didn't.

    "No! Open the door, I want to go out!" Even if she doesn't make sense, Zhen Mi'er is very angry. beat up.

    "No?" She laughed angrily at the school police: "No, you are leaving school during school hours? Which class are you from? Call your head teacher to pick up someone."

    Zhen Mier, who was full of anger, was made trouble again. She screamed and turned around and ran out of the duty room, towards the dormitory.

    There is a housekeeper aunt sitting downstairs in the dormitory. Anyway, Zhen Mier has not been burned out by the anger, she lied and told the housekeeper that she had a stomachache. After registering her name and class, she received it The key to this bedroom.

     Throwing herself into her little bed and crying a lot, Zhen Mier took out her mobile phone to play a video for her own mother, the phone rang for a long time, and the mother on the other side of the world answered Got the video.

      Son, do you know that there is a time difference between China and me? I just fell asleep."

    "Mom!" Zhen Mier, who didn't care, shouted her mother, and tears fell again: "I'm not happy."

    "Are you in a bad mood, baby?" The mother is still willing to care about her daughter: "Can you talk to me?"

    "En." After Zhen Mi'er responded with a nasal voice, she told her mother about her holiday with Ai Qingqing and her current situation.

    After she finished speaking, she cried and asked: "A lot of people scolded me on the Internet, and my classmates isolated me and mocked me. What should I do now?"

    "Don't worry about these things, baby." My mother said nonchalantly: "Why should you care about other people's opinions? As long as you are happy!"

    "But I'm not happy now because of these things!" Zhen Mi'er was furious with her mother's nonchalant attitude. Was it really said by Mr. Ba? Can't my mother do anything serious?

    "Then go and apologize." My mother covered her mouth and yawned, she stretched out her fingers to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and gave Zhen Mi'er an idea: "Talk to Ai Qingqing apologizes, you can correct your mistakes, as long as she forgives you, then you can make a video with her, and netizens will see that the two of you are reconciled, and no one will scold you."

    "But, she's going to divorce my father, I go to her to apologize, will she forgive me?"

    "Aiyo, don't worry, baby, Ai Qingqing is reluctant to divorce your father!" My mother laughed wildly: "Your father is rich and capable, she is the kind of poor How could the children of the family be willing to give up such a high-quality diamond king as your father?"

    "However, I scolded her when she left, her attitude at that time...," Zhen Mi'er paused, not knowing how to describe Ai Qingqing's good-looking attitude: " I don't think she might forgive me."

    "Baby, no, you sincerely apologize to her, act like a spoiled child, and refer to the way I treat your grandmother, as long as she doesn't plan to divorce your father, she must forgive you ." My mother scratched her hair like a bird's nest again: "Even if she forgave you on the surface while pinching her nose, you can announce to the netizens that you are reconciled with her."

    Zhen Mi'er hesitated: "Then... let me try?"

    "Hmm! After you go..." My mother was about to give Zhen Mi'er a face-to-face interview when there was a grieving call in the video, and a muscular arm embraced the video mother's shoulder.

    My mother raised her face and smiled at the other party, then said to Zhen Mi'er: "Okay baby, Mama still has things to do, let's talk here first, bye!"

     Before Zhen Mier could speak, she hurriedly hung up the video.

    Zhen Mi'er couldn't help bursting into tears when she looked at the darkened screen of her mobile phone, she was the mother's daughter, the only daughter! I am in such a big trouble, I can't resist the call of a man, this is my own mother!

    Zhen Mier, who was angry and hated, muttered softly with tears in her eyes: "Who is it, not as good as Ai Qingqing!"

    Whether the school is going to hold a parent-teacher meeting, or she wants to go out and go shopping, even if Ai Qingqing has already made an appointment with Mr. Ba's father, she will turn down the invitation of Daddy and run herself first thing.

    Daddy Ba is busy with work all day long, and he has to find time to be romantic in his spare time, and the playful mother is busy enjoying life. These two people are extremely concerned about themselves. , Counting it down, is Ai Qingqing the best for herself?

    Remembering Ai Qingqing's meticulous care and care for her, Zhen Mier reflected with a rare conscience, why is she so hostile to Ai Qingqing?

    After thinking for a long time, Zhen Mier felt that her disgust for Ai Qingqing probably came from the attitude of the boss.

    Ai Qingqing has excellent academic performance, high artistic talent, gentle and calm, and is the ideal woman in Daddy Ba's mind. Compared with his mother's playboy, he believes that a temperament like Ai Qingqing is a human being , can be regarded as a "good woman".

    With a ready-made benchmark, Mr. Ba always loves to tell himself: "Learn from your aunt!" "Can't you learn from your aunt?"

    Always let myself learn from Ai Qingqing, which is probably the first reason for my dissatisfaction with Ai Qingqing.

    I am Daddy's own daughter, but Daddy either reprimands or criticizes me. No matter what I do, I have never received a single compliment from him.

    The boss daddy, who has always been harsh to himself, always whispered softly when facing Ai Qingqing: "Fortunately, I have you at home." "With you, I can rest assured."

    The second reason is probably that Mr. Ba treats himself differently from Ai Qingqing.

    These two reasons add up, and my dissatisfaction with Ai Qingqing is accumulating, and naturally I start to be more and more hostile to her.

     Zhen Mier, who deeply analyzed her heart, felt that she owed Ai Qingqing, and she was willing to give Ai Qingqing a sincere apology.

    Being unable to get out of the school, Zhen Mier had to hold her nose to go to class, and the fight with her classmates ended with a 2,000-word review.

    After struggling for a few days, Zhen Mier returned home on the weekend.

    Zhen Mi'er looked at Zhen Shicheng's face at the dinner table, and carefully proposed the idea of ​​going to Ai Qingqing to apologize.

    "Humph! Now that I know you were wrong, what did you do?" Zhen Shicheng thought of the big slaps Ai Qingqing slapped himself, and his face darkened: "Apologizing is not omnipotent, not that you want to If you apologize, others will forgive you."

    Zhen Mi'er was a little flustered when she heard this, if Ai Qingqing didn't forgive herself, would she still suffer abuse from netizens and isolation and ridicule from classmates?

    "Auntie loves Dad so much, she should forgive me, right?" Zhen Mi'er bit her lip uneasily.

    "I still have some things about your aunt that I haven't investigated clearly." Zhen Shicheng dropped his chopsticks and explained to Zhen Mi'er, "Leave the apology first."

    President Ba opened his mouth, but Zhen Mi'er didn't dare to touch him, so she had to resist the urge to wash her whites quickly, suppress her temper and wait patiently.

    It took more than a month.

    It was another weekend, Zhen Mi'er returned home, and before she stepped in the door, she heard the roar of her boss daddy coming from the house.

    The servants were all huddled in the kitchen, and Zhen Mier didn't dare to stay in the living room for much longer, and crept back to her room on the third floor.

    In the study on the second floor, Zhen Shicheng was furious: "Li Xianru, old fox! Old dog! Old beast! It's really you! I guess it's you!"

    After losing her temper and smashing an ashtray and a pen holder, Zhen Shicheng finally calmed down.

    He gasped and asked a plain-eyed man sitting in the corner of the study: "When did it start?"

    "On the second day of the Bihaiwan Incident." The man answered him calmly: "Before, Lianfa has been using venture capital companies to acquire the scattered shares of "Zhen's" in the market. The day after your incident, they began to sell recklessly. Coupled with your disreputable incident, this behavior created panic among small and medium-sized retail investors, and they also began to follow the trend and sell. Therefore, "Zhen's" shares It just fell and fell again, and there are detailed information and timelines in the document, you can look at it.”

    Zhen Shicheng opened the file bag on the desk and took out the information to take a closer look, the more he looked at him, the more ugly his face became: "This old dog has been planning for a long time, Bihaiwan was reported, did he do it? of?"

    "This is really not found." The man sighed regretfully: "We sent out all the regulations to protect whistleblowers. We have spent a lot of time on this, but there is no result yet."

    "It must be him!" Zhen Shicheng gritted his teeth: "Otherwise, he would sell the stock when something happened to me. How could it be such a coincidence."

    "It's my fault that the news about your accident spreads too fast." The man frowned slightly: "As soon as you have an accident, the whole network will know about it. If it wasn't for your wife, you forgot to close the live broadcast room. If you made a mistake, things won't become so unmanageable, your wife, have you really 'forgot' to turn off the live broadcast?"

    "What? You doubt her?" Zhen Shicheng said sullenly: "It's a coincidence, I doubt her too!"