Chapter 162
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Those images stung her eyes crazily!
The mocking laughter and sarcasm in her ears all turned into a sharp ringing in her ears.
Towards the end, tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn't see or hear anything.
It wasn't until Jiang Pingping grabbed her hair and gave her a loud slap on the face that she snapped back to reality. She wanted to pounce on Jiang Pingping like a madwoman!
In the past, she had always been a good girl and a good student. That was the first time she had fought.
Hysterically, she snatched Jiang Pingping's phone and smashed it on the floor. She pressed her head against the toilet floor …
In the end, she was the most seriously injured. Her body and face were covered in bruises, and a lot of her hair had been pulled out. However, Jiang Pingping was also badly injured.
Jiang Pingping was reported to be punished, but because of her good behavior, the teacher did not punish her.
Hence, the grudge between the two of them became deeper and deeper.
From then on, Jiang Pingping would always bring a group of people to stop her and beat her up in the classroom. She picked up a stool and hit Jiang Pingping, causing her head to split open.
That day, she said that whoever disgusted her in school again, she would kill them and send them to jail.
From then on, she became the most popular girl in school, and no one dared to provoke her anymore.
Of course, the teacher gradually disliked her.
…
When he closed his eyes and recalled those scenes, he felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
She should have experienced it herself. She would never let Little Pomelo go through it again.
She opened her eyes and looked at Xiang Mochen. Suddenly, she smiled. "If Mo Shao suddenly doesn't have any mysophobia and isn't afraid of getting AIDS, he can stop what we did in the morning."
Mochen's eyes darkened.
Was she provoking him on purpose?
Congratulations, she succeeded!
After a long while, he said, "You're thinking too much. It's just a few games."
Wei Wei chuckled. "That's even better. I hope Mo Shao can fulfill his promise."
This was to protect Little Pomelo!
Little Pomelo was also his daughter!
Wei Wei took a deep look at Mochen and turned to go upstairs.
Mochen looked at her back and breathed heavily.
If he really made that request, would she agree?
While he was lost in thought, his phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was his grandfather, so he picked it up.
Old Master Mo: "What do you have to say about Xiao Jin's background?"
Mochen said in a low voice, "No."
Old Master Mo was furious. He sneered and said, "Then why did you ask Ji You to keep an eye on the DNA test?"
Mochen smiled coldly. "Grandpa sent grandma to steal hair. I didn't expect you, the founding general, to do such a thing."
The old master was speechless.
This was not his idea!
It was the old woman's idea, so of course she acquiesced and didn't object!
For a moment, he was speechless, unable to speak for a long time. He was so angry that his chest felt stifled.
Mochen asked in a low voice, "Are you satisfied with the results?"
Old Master Mo was furious when he heard his tone. "I'm satisfied. I'm very satisfied. Are you happy now?"
Mochen said in a low voice, "It's alright."
Old Master Mo closed his eyes and breathed heavily. "Don't you have anything else to say?"
Mochen said in a low voice, "Grandpa, ask Rongyan. If she has the confidence to be a good stepmother, I have the confidence to be a good husband."
"Scram!"
Old Master Mo hung up the phone.
It was fine if he didn't like her, but how could he be so sarcastic?
He had suppressed this matter partly because of Rongyan and partly because of his Old Madam.
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