How could Jing Miao forget that day? In the stadium full of people, Jing Miao was preparing to speak as a representative of the national scholarship winners. This woman rushed in aggressively, came on stage, and slapped her loudly.
The sound of applause was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present through the microphone on the stage.
"At such a young age, he only knows how to covet other people's money and destroy other people's marriages! How can such a person have the nerve to stand here and speak as a representative! In your school, can such a morally corrupt person win an award?"
Her questioning shocked all the teachers and students present. The whole gymnasium was like a boiling cauldron, burning every inch of Jing Miao's body and mind.
Greedy for money?
Destroy other people's marriages?
Only when she got to the principal's office did she find out that her boyfriend, the boyfriend who said he was very busy at work during this period, turned out to be engaged to a third-generation red!
She didn't even have the courage to question Xiu Yu. The meaningful looks from her classmates and teachers were driving her crazy.
The past events, when the mean face of the instigator appeared, once again appeared in her mind. For a whole year, Jing Miao had nightmares almost every night. She dreamed that she was stripped naked and forced to stand
In the gymnasium where she was embarrassed, she spoke in front of all the teachers and students in the school.
It was too late for her to hide her shame, and she saw that the certificate the principal brought her said, "The most shameless woman, greedy for money, mistress, vixen!"
After waking up, she stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open, counting the number of months since He Liushu disappeared.
"Snapped"
The woman opposite covered her face in disbelief and stared at Jing Miao who suddenly took action.
Jing Miao pursed her lips tightly and looked at her stunned expression with cold eyes. This slap came too late. Even after so many years, she still felt quite relieved.
"This slap is for what you gave me back then! You made up the facts at will, saying that I was a mistress and that I was greedy for your son's money, which forced me to transfer from that school and forced my mother to have a cerebral hemorrhage in anger.
The slap I received when I was hospitalized was relatively light!"
Back then, she felt sorry for herself, blaming herself for not knowing people well and not seeking justice, so she cowardly escaped. Now it seems that being kind to some people is cruel to herself.
"You dare to hit me? Bitch!"
She suddenly wanted to pounce, but someone grabbed her from behind. He Liushu stood quietly behind his mother.
"Hit her!"
She screamed fiercely, her face twisted with anger, and the pretense of nobility and elegance disappeared in an instant, revealing the strong and vulgar nature of this woman.
But He Liushu's expression showed no trace of the anger that his mother had been beaten. His amber eyes were as red as the setting sun, which made people feel scared.
After knowing He Liushu for so many years, Jing Miao has never seen He Liushu look so angry. He is always gentle or careless.
"Mom, is what Jing Miao said just now true? She transferred schools and disappeared all because of you? When did she ever take my money? I hope she spends my money. Do you know?
Even if your son knelt in front of her and begged her for flowers, she didn't even look at him!"
A bitter smile broke out on the gentle gentleman's face, and his slightly trembling voice revealed a hint of his painful emotions.
Now seeing He Liushu's expression, Jing Miao felt no other emotion in her heart except a sneer.
Why is this necessary? You can't look back on the past. Is it possible that she and him have reached this stage just because her mother made her own decisions and hindered her?
"Son, my mother was always doing it for your own good! If you stay with such a shameless person, it will only harm your life! She will only drag you down!"
"Mom, are you dragging me down or dragging down the future of the He family?"
The mother and son got into an argument
Jing Miao curled her lips slightly. He Liushu, besides putting the blame on these external factors, would not reflect on himself at all. Jing Miao turned around, not wanting to see the mother and son quarreling over the past.
On the other side of the corner, Lan Miao quickly turned around and returned to the auction venue. She just saw Jing Miao sneaking out of the auction venue. She was curious and followed him. She never expected that she was going to see a joke, but she heard such a secret.
He Liushu, Li Mu's husband and Xiu Yu's friend, actually has such a close relationship with Jing Miao. Think about the relationship between Li Mu and Xiu Yu as close as brother and sister. Think about if Xiu Yu knew that Jing Miao was such a woman...
She bets that the good times for this woman Jing Miao will never last long!
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Jing Miao had just turned to the door of the auction venue when Xiu Ying, who was supposed to be the host, was walking in her direction.
"where did you go?"
Seeing Xiuying's concerned look, she was a little surprised. This fifth sister seemed to be extra nice to her.
What Jing Miao didn't know was that Xiu Yu had a good relationship with Xiu Ying. He called his fifth sister and asked his fifth sister to let Jing Miao stay in Beijing for a while and relax.
Of course Xiuying would be happy. It was rare that her cousin, Xiaoba, the most stinky little guy in the family, would lower his noble and arrogant head and come to beg her.
"It's okay. I just went out to relax. I didn't expect to accidentally knock my drink on someone, so I wasted a little time."
Xiuying looked over Jing Miao's whole body and made sure that the younger brother and sister were fine. Then she was reassured. She raised her head and suddenly saw a menacing woman running towards her.
On the white fur, there were very ugly traces of blood and embarrassment.
"You little bitch, you hit me and you want to run away?"
As soon as he heard this voice, Jing Miao knew that it was He Liushu's mother who was chasing after her. This woman would never swallow this breath. The poor student who was allowed to be rubbed and ravaged by her back then actually dared to stand up now. How could she?