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He and his wife always thought that their daughter was still young and still a child. Even if she made a mistake, everything would be fine after she apologized. This was how they felt so they naturally thought that this was what other people felt too.

This was what he and his wife always felt. No one had ever shown any objection. Everyone just laughed and forgave their daughter. They also told them that Jingjing was just a child.

They always thought this way. Even today, this was what he and his wife thought.

But, what happened in the end? They might think that their daughter was a child but not everyone felt this way.

Secretary Xia didn’t, Principal Cao didn’t, the teachers in the school didn’t… Those people that didn’t have to please him all felt that Jingjing wasn’t a child!

Deputy Commissioner Yao only realized this now. He felt regret. It was too late for him to understand now. Everything was too late.

Mother Yao’s philtrum had turned red and swollen from all the pressing. She opened her eyes and her pupils stopped moving for a few seconds. Then, she grabbed her husband’s arm forcefully and shouted in a hoarse voice, “Hurry, hurry! We mustn’t let them take our daughter away! Hurry up and stop them! Stop them!”

The moment she opened her mouth, Commissioner Yang and his wife’s faces turned cold. Mother Yang didn’t want to stay here a second longer. She walked straight forward.

A kind mother makes a wastrel. Yao Jing became like this because her parents doted on her too much!

“Old Yang, why are you still standing there? Our son has returned to his classroom. We should go home too.” Were they supposed to stay here and let their mood get worse?!

Yao Jing was about to leave the school premises. When she noticed that her parents hadn’t come, she was so frightened she changed her target of pleading to Ye Jian. “Ye Jian, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I didn’t do it on purpose. I know my mistake. Please forgive me. Please forgive me this time.”

Only Yao Jing’s screams could be heard in the quiet school premises. She was anxious, flustered, and scared… She begged her parents but it was useless. She begged Yang Heng but it was useless. Now, she begged Ye Jian.

She needed to be forgiven. The last time, she scolded Ye Jian’s mother but everything was fine after she was forgiven.

“I was wrong, I was wrong. I don’t want to be taken by the police. I don’t want to enter the Youth Detention Center. I don’t want to be locked up like a criminal. Ye Jian, please, I beg you, as schoolmates, please forgive me this time.”

Until now, Mother Yao still hadn’t understood the situation clearly. Hearing her daughter’s tragic cries, she staggered and wanted to chase after Yao Jing. However, Deputy Commissioner Yao pulled her back and said, “Don’t chase anymore. It’s useless.”

“Why is it useless? Let me go! Let me go!” At this moment, Mother Yao was just a mother that was willing to give up everything for her child. Well, if she didn’t always mention Yang Heng and Ye Jian. “Jingjing is framed. The police didn’t investigate anything. They just listened to their side of the story and said that Jingjing wanted to kill Ye Jian!”

“Song Huiying is blind so she couldn’t see what that little bitch really is! She even helped Ye Jian to target our Jingjing! I…”

She didn’t need sympathy. Someone who always blames her mistakes on others didn’t need any sympathy.

“Deputy Commissioner Yao, I suggest that you bring Director Li to a psychologist tomorrow. Until now, she hasn’t woken up yet. She’s still immersed in her own world. I’m afraid that there’s something wrong with her mental state.”

Xia Yiwei, who came down later, stood behind them and said seriously, “Ye Jian is part of the Xia family. If I hear Director Li saying anything bad about her again, don’t blame me for being impolite.”

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