"What do you mean, husband? What do you mean by someone who is not an ordinary person?" The woman was a little panicked, especially when she raised her head and met Lu Lingfei's aggressive eyes, she felt even more panicked.
The man was furious and roared into his cell phone: "If you still want me to be the mayor, kneel down to her right now. If she is not satisfied, my career will be ruined. If I am ruined,
Divorce you!"
After saying that, the man hung up the phone.
The woman who was arrogant and domineering just now quickly understood what her husband meant. She was so frightened that she trembled all over, grabbed her son, and began to beat him fiercely. While beating him, she scolded him: "You bastard! You bastard, you are messing with your mother."
What a big deal. Mom will beat you to death now!"
When Lu Lingfei saw the woman's eldest son, she sneered and interrupted them, "Madam, it's a son's fault if he doesn't teach his father. If you want to beat him, you should beat yourself!"
"Madam, I was wrong. I was really wrong this time. You don't remember the faults of others. Don't argue with people like us, okay?" The woman looked at Lu Lingfei flatteringly.
Lu Lingfei sneered, "That was not your attitude just now. How did you scold me? And what did you say about my son? Huh?"
When the woman heard this, she quickly raised her hand and slapped herself. As she slapped her, she said, "It's my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault that I look down on others. It's my fault that I don't know your identity."
Lu Lingfei remained silent and watched the woman turn her face red. Then she coughed and said to the woman: "Madam, you should ask your son to apologize to my son."
The woman nodded, "Yes, it's us who apologize!"
After saying that, he watched the woman push her son, and at the same time glanced at her son's companions, forcing the two children to kneel down in front of Xiao Zichen.
"Quickly, apologize to me. It was you who bullied me. You were wrong. Why don't you apologize?" The woman patted her son on the head.
The little chubby boy was confused, crying and saying: "I'm right, I'm right!"
"That's right, you shouldn't bully him. In this school, bullies are not picky. Can such a prince be bullied?" the woman taught her son.
Little Fatty was aggrieved. He wanted to say that he was the prince and he was the one that no one dared to bully.
But the woman's eyes widened, obviously wanting to put all the fault on her son.
Lu Lingfei would not let this woman educate her children like this. She came over, pulled up the little chubby boy and another child on the ground, and said to the two children with a serious expression: "Listen up, Xiao Zichen has a father and a mother. It's not you.
If you want to bully, then bully. You are still children, don't bring your adult ways to school. Otherwise, in the future, if you bully Xiao Zichen, others will bully you! Do you understand?"
Little Fatty didn't understand what the big deal was, but he understood Lu Lingfei's words that others would bully him like this in the future. He wiped his tears and asked timidly: "If, if I don't bully others, will others not bully me in the future?
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"Yes. Everything is mutual. If you are friendly to others, you will naturally gain friendship. If you use your power to bully others, you will be bullied in the future. The teacher should have told you this truth, right?" Lu Lingfei's expression was serious, but her voice was very gentle.
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Little Fatty nodded with his friends. They understood what Lu Lingfei meant and felt that this was the case.
Feeling that her son had been forgiven, the woman quickly smiled.