Chapter 703: You're a Bastard Child

question her motives for coming here! 向晚 narrowed her pupils and instinctively lowered her gaze, avoiding eye contact. 。He always seemed to know what she was thinking. She worried that he would see t...In a kindergarten.

Dream Lan rushed to the office and as soon as she pushed open the door, she saw the head teacher sitting inside with several parents of Huang Mintao, chatting happily about something.

And Menglan, beside a wall in a corner, saw her own son.

The little boy's body was facing away from her, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if he were wiping away tears.

Seeing this, Menglan's heart seemed to clench into a knot. She hurried over, knelt down, and checked his body.

"Niànchéng, tell Mommy, are you uncomfortable anywhere"

When Liu Niancheng saw her, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes. He glanced at his mouth, as if he wanted to cry, but then reached out to wipe away his tears, stubbornly opening his mouth.

"I'm fine, Mommy, I don't hurt at all."

He was so well-behaved. Menglan looked at him, feeling even more guilty, and sighed deeply.

She didn't say a word, she just took her son's hand and walked up to Teacher Xiaohua.

When she saw her, Teacher Xiaohua finally put away her smiling face and looked at her seriously.

"You must be Liu Niancheng's parent"

"Yes." Menglan frowned slightly, politely opening her mouth.

"Teacher, I'd like to ask, what exactly happened My child has never been one to initiate physical contact. Why did they suddenly resort to violence"

"What do you mean by that!" A woman of about thirty standing beside her, yelled at her, "You can't talk like that. Are you saying my son hit your child"

Seeing her stern face, Meng Lan felt helpless and quickly opened her mouth to correct her.

"I think you've misunderstood. I have no intention of this at all, I just want to understand the reason and then solve the problem..."

"What's the problem" The woman clutched her waist and shouted, "What's there to solve This little brat beat up my son! Look at how badly his face is hurt, it's all busted open. If he gets any scars, you're responsible!"

Hearing the word "little brat" coming from her mouth, Menglan felt a twinge of displeasure, but she still politely inquired,

"Mom Hai Tao, hitting is indeed not good, but they are just children and don't understand. How do you plan to resolve this"

The woman glared at her fiercely and then snorted coldly, "What else can we do Of course, it's about paying. There's no way this will be resolved without at least fifty thousand yuan!"

Fifty thousand...

This is blatant fraud!

Menglan forced down the anger in her heart, her voice trying to remain calm. "It's right to compensate for injuries, but I require a medical examination at the hospital first."

"What do you mean You hurt someone and are still so unapologetic!" The woman, furious, walked forward and shoved her with all her might.

Meng Lan's heels were unsteady, she staggered a few steps before her slender waist "bumped" against the corner of the wall with a sharp sound.

She winced in pain, her face paling instantly. Liu Niancheng rushed over, tightly clutching her thigh, crying out in fright.

"Oh no, Mommy, are you hurt!"

Meng Lan could only endure the pain and comfort her son, "Mommy is fine..."

“Humph, you bad woman!” Liu Niancheng stood protectively in front of Menglan, pointing at the woman. “It was Huang who laughed at me first for not having a father, saying I was an incomplete child, that’s why I hit him. Why are you bullying my mommy”

"Well, well. At such a young age you've already learned to frame others. Alright, let's go take a look at the surveillance footage and see who made the first move!" The woman said, grabbing Liu Niancheng's arm roughly and dragging him out.

Liu Niancheng, after all, was young and scared off by her. He pushed the woman with his small fist.

The woman was hurt, and she cried out in pain, "Ouch!" She quickly pushed him to the ground. "You little punk, no father indeed has a flawed personality! Today, I'll take his place and teach you a good lesson!"

Menglan's head swam, and she struggled to regain her composure.

When seeing women, he would drag his son along like a chicken in his hand, and anger would well up inside him.

She didn't say a word, she walked straight up, and without hesitation, slapped her face hard.

"Slap!" A sharp sound rang out. The woman covered her cheek, her face contorted in surprise.

"You dare to hit me!"

And the next second, the woman was like crazy, pouncing on her.

Before he could even reach Menglan's sleeve, she grabbed his arm tightly and stopped him dead in his tracks.

Meng Lan's eyes were extremely cold, staring at the woman's grimacing face as she was in pain. She warned her in a low voice.

"You can move me, but you can't move my son. If you really feel dissatisfied, then let's go to the police station!"

"I..." The woman was momentarily stunned, unable to find the words to respond.

"I think my son's wounds are worse than yours, and besides, you were the ones who insulted others first. We'll decide what to do then!" Menglan emphasized each syllable of her words, her eyes fixed and determined.

Seeing her domineering attitude, the woman became a bit timid. She took her son's hand, muttered "bad luck," and hurried away.

Watching her receding figure, Menglan hurried to take the children to treat their wounds and didn't have time to think too much.

When he arrived at the infirmary, Liu Niancheng very obediently let the doctor clean his wounds. Even when the doctor touched a painful place, he didn't make a sound.

Menglan watched as tears streamed down his face, and they didn't stop even after he left the house. When he got back home, his emotions hadn't eased at all.

The little boy saw that she was unhappy and didn't dare to speak much. He silently followed her into the kitchen, reaching out to grab her sleeve and whispering a reminder.

"Mommy, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have fought with my classmates~"

Hearing her son's words, Menglan's tears fell again. She crouched down slightly, reaching up to gently stroke his little face.

"Do you really want Daddy"

The little boy looked at her, his clear eyes wide, "No, I just want Mommy. It's those classmates who always make fun of me for not having a father, saying I'm a wild child, Mommy, am I really"

"Of course not, Niancheng, remember you have a father…"

At this point, Menglan's voice faltered slightly, her mind unconsciously recalling Feng Mu's handsome face.

As soon as she thought about this, Menglan's eyes welled up with tears again, a hint of bitterness appearing in their depths.

Seeing her again, she was just as before. As soon as the topic of "father" came up, she became very uncomfortable.

The little guy immediately became scared, reaching out and hugging her neck in a hurry. He spoke anxiously,

"No, Mommy, I don't want Daddy anymore. I'm never going to talk about him again."

As soon as those words left his mouth, Meng Lan's heart was filled with warmth. She reached out and hugged the little fellow's waist, unable to help but chuckle wryly.

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