Su Jiameng gently patted Huaifeng and the others on their backs. Little children are truly fragile, with small spines that you can feel just by touching. Her son, whom she had always cherished, was bullied. How could Su Jiameng not be angry!
"And then?" Su Jiameng asked, while the expressions of the adults around were somewhat subtle.
Silently, Zhu Mengtong spoke up, "About this matter... let me continue to explain."
At that time, Zhu Mengtong had just finished work at noon and was passing by a snack shop to buy some sweets for a colleague who loved them. That's when she witnessed the whole situation unfold. The arrogant little girl saw Huaixi and them and immediately showed discomfort. She always thought she was the prettiest and cutest, and she couldn't stand other girls who were similarly adorable.
