The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Mrs. Xie said coldly: "I listen to Wanmeng, Wanmeng, what do you think?"

Xie Wanmeng was aggressive and tough: "Do you think it is enough to say sorry? I want you to apologize to me in front of the whole school, and write a review letter and post it on the school bulletin board!"

Ruan Feiyue suddenly raised her head, staring at Xie Wanmeng in astonishment, almost thinking that she had heard it wrong.

Ye Meipan said on the side: "Student Wanmeng, is it too much for you to do this?"

"Excessive?!" Mrs. Xie said sternly: "Your daughter has done too much. If you want to apologize, you can say no. Then don't blame us for using other methods. My husband loves my daughter the most. If you know...heh, President Ruan, you should understand."

Ruan Bingde took a deep breath: "Understood, Fei Yue... will do it!"

"Dad..." Ruan Feiyue looked at Ruan Bingde incredulously.

Isn't Dad sure that she doesn't feel sorry for her? !

"Also." Mrs. Xie glanced at Ye Meipan: "When I was in the principal's office, Mrs. Ruan also ranted to me, should I apologize too!"

Ye Meipan suddenly got up from her seat and flushed, "Don't go too far!"

Ruan Bingde pulled her down: "Hurry up! Forgot what I said at home?!"

The company's important project still relies on the Xie family. Ye Meipan had to hold back his anger, lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Xie!"

Mrs. Xie smiled contemptuously.

As soon as he left the restaurant, Ruan Feiyue burst into tears: "I don't want to apologize, I don't want to write a review, it's shameful..."

"Shame? You know shame now, why did you go!" Ruan Bingde yelled at Ruan Feiyue: "I have lived such an old age and have to apologize to a little girl. Am I not ashamed?!"

Ye Meipan protects Ruan Feiyue: "So many people watch the school, how can Feiyue go to school in the future?"

"You shut up!" Ruan Bingde pointed at Ye Meipan and reprimanded: "It's because you spoil her every day that you spoil her like this ghost. You should be responsible for the things you provoke!"

Reims Middle School.

The cafeteria was crowded with people and was surrounded by water.

Among the crowd, Xie Wanmeng leaned on the chair, with her legs folded leisurely, in a pretentious posture.

"It's time to start."

Ruan Feiyue stood in front of her, lowered her head and bit her lips, shaking her whole body.

"Can you hurry up!" Xie Wanmeng urged impatiently: "Don't forget what your father said yesterday!"

Ruan Feiyue suddenly squeezed her fist, pressed the anger, insult and unwillingness, and saw a difficult voice from the gap between her teeth: "Yes... I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

There was a lot of discussion all around.

"Didn't the fights the last two days have been very strong, why did you apologize?"

"Couldn't it!"

"Xie's backstage is very big, don't provoke it!"

"If you can't afford it, you have to die, and you deserve it."

A loud discussion, like a sharp blade, ruthlessly lingered towards Ruan Feiyue.

Xie Wanmeng stood up slowly and walked in front of Ruan Feiyue with a scornful and arrogant smile: "See if you can only join the small team by relying on me. Now, your father must rely on my father to make it. Business. You... will always be stepped on by me! By the way, don't forget to write a review, I'll wait for you to see your literary talent!"

Ruan Feiyue's eyes were blood red, and she wanted to choke Xie Wanmeng on the spot, but she didn't have the courage to pinch it into her palm with her nails, squeezing the crowd and fleeing.