Originally, in Buzz Cut’s plan, he was supposed to lead his crew, beat up this pretty boy until he was searching for his teeth on the floor, and then coolly say, "Rember, this is the price for offending our Miss Yu Qingyue!" and then swagger off.
But clearly, the one searching for their teeth on the floor seems sowhat out of place now.
The once-dominant declaration can only turn into a rather lackluster yell.
Gu Shengyin had long known their intention, asking only to keep up appearances.
She thought for a mont, then said, "Tomorrow, I will personally find your Miss and clarify things. If you do this again, I will call the police next ti."
After speaking, she walked to the side, picked up her backpack thrown to the ground, dusted it off, slung it over one shoulder, and walked away coolly.
"Po-police?" Buzz Cut was taken aback by this term.
Having witnessed that guy’s brutal fists, upon hearing her ntion things like calling the police, he felt a mysterious chill creeping over him.
But before he finished feeling unsettled, a familiar siren sounded from afar, drawing closer.
"Damn! Who called the cops? Why are they here?" Buzz Cut was startled, swearing.
His guys all claid they didn’t know, even though they were hurting terribly, they still struggled to get up and quickly darted off in another direction while the police weren’t there yet.
While Buzz Cut swore, he did not suspect Gu Shengyin.
In his mind, since she said "next ti," obviously, it wouldn’t be this ti.
Moreover, since his appearance, they had started fighting, and Mo Beiye wouldn’t have had the ti to call the police either.
Gu Shengyin walked with her backpack, watching the police car drive past her.
A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
It was indeed her who called the police.
Although she had given them a good beating, it wasn’t quite satisfying enough.
These hooligans ought to reflect properly in the station, lest they continue causing trouble aimlessly.
As for what she said...
She rely ntioned calling the police next ti; she never said she wouldn’t call this ti, did she?
Playing a little word ga, Gu Shengyin expressed that knowledge is power, read more books, fight less, and preserve intelligence.
But she wasn’t as carefree as she appeared.
Although it looked like there was only a swelling at the corner of her lips, while fighting earlier, two people had kicked her in the knee.
It’s faintly aching now. While it shouldn’t have hurt her bones, it’s certainly bruised.
Returning ho, upon entering, Gu Shengyin saw her mother sitting on the sofa, playing with her three-year-old brother.
Mrs. Mo looked back at Gu Shengyin, and the first thing she noticed was the obvious signs of fighting on her face.
A trace of disgust flashed in her eyes: "Fought again? Mo Beiye, can you make it easier for the family? Your brother is still so young, I have to watch him every day, where can I find the energy to manage you..."
Her voice trailed off.
Because she saw Gu Shengyin’s gaze.
This daughter had never looked at her with such cold and resentful eyes before.
Mrs. Mo felt that Mo Beiye’s look towards her was as if he was looking at sothing disgusting.
Gu Shengyin genuinely felt this woman was repulsive.
She had experienced many worlds, almost each one, felt the selfless love from a mother.
She always felt that maternal love is the most selfless and greatest thing in the world; she never imagined there would be such a revolting mother.
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