"Madame Lu is getting on in years; it wouldn't look good to hit her."
"But she wanted to hit me, and she said things that displeased me. This score must be settled."
Lu Qingtang looked at Lu Erya with a smiling expression, her tone as calm and composed as if she were commenting on the sweetness of a dessert. "Since you are her daughter, you shall bear the consequences in her stead."
"From now on, for every time Madame Lu tries to hit me, I will hit you twice."
"For every word of abuse she hurls at me, I will hit you again."
"If you feel your skin is thick enough, feel free to provoke me whenever you like."
"As long as you’re not afraid..." Lu Qingtang watched Lu Erya’s face turn a stiff, ashen color, her red lips curling into a wicked smile, "...that I will tear this fake, ugly face of yours to shreds!"
To Lu Qingtang, slaughter was far simpler than protection. Had it been her whose life was stolen and who was subjected to bullying and humiliation, Lu Erya would have been dead long ago. But because Lu Wensheng lacked the ability to defend herself, she had no choice but to "fight violence with violence and return insult for insult."
She would beat these vicious, filthy bullies until they were terrified and crippled, until the mere sight of Lu Wensheng triggered an instinctive fear that forced them to keep their distance. Let’s see if they dare to bully Lu Wensheng again after this!
Lu Erya felt the searing, sharp pain on her cheek and began to tremble as if experiencing a stress reaction. She glared at the "Lu Wensheng" before her, her eyes brimming with such hatred that the corners seemed ready to split. Madame Lu, for her part, looked at the "Lu Wensheng" before her as if she were a monster, so enraged that she couldn't speak for a long time.
The others in the police station were equally stunned. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed that such a soft, frail-looking girl could possess such terrifying explosive power?
Judging by the posture and speed with which she had just slapped someone, they suddenly found themselves half-inclined to believe that this girl named "Lu Wensheng" could take on fourteen people at once.
The officer interrogating Lu Qingtang finally shook off his shock and said sternly, "Fighting is prohibited inside the police station!"
Lu Qingtang blinked, her gaze unfocused for a moment as if returning from a trance, then she quickly lowered her head and said with a trembling voice, "I—I'm sorry, I know I was wrong!"
The crowd: "..."
The young officer watched as Lu Qingtang transformed back into a frail, harmless girl in the blink of an eye. His mouth twitched, and his expression turned peculiar. Was this young girl incredibly adaptable, or was this a failed attempt at playing the victim?
Regardless, since she had already admitted her mistake, there was no need for further lecturing. The officer turned to Madame Lu, his tone harsh. "Madame Lu, if you wish to discipline your daughter, please return to the Lu Family to do so. In this place, you have no right to harm anyone!"
Madame Lu glared at Lu Qingtang in a rage. "She hit Erya, and she spoke insolently to me..."
The officer frowned. "If there were no special circumstances, how could an eighteen-year-old girl possibly defeat fourteen people, including four grown men?!"
"No normal person would believe such an absurd story."
"Madame Lu, as the young lady’s mother, you didn't even ask a single question. You convicted your own daughter based solely on the words of others. Is that how a mother should behave?"
Madame Lu’s shocked and angry expression froze on her face. She stood rooted to the spot, glancing between the visibly injured and aggrieved Lu Erya and the cold, openly defiant Lu Wensheng. "Erya was raised by my own hand; she does not lie. It is Lu Wensheng who is morally bankrupt and full of falsehoods..."
The young officer couldn't bear it any longer and interrupted her sternly. "Police investigations are based on evidence, not subjective, emotional speculation!"
"The physical evidence from the scene has been sent for testing. Once the results are out, the truth will naturally come to light. Until then, Madame Lu, you have no right to touch Miss Lu Wensheng!"
Seeing the police siding with "Lu Wensheng," Lu Erya felt a surge of secret hatred. She clung to Madame Lu’s arm affectionately and looked at Lu Qingtang, saying coldly, "Mother, the officer is right. Once the truth is uncovered, everyone will know I am not lying!"
"It was Lu Wensheng who hit me and wounded Young Master Jiang. By then... I imagine no one will stop you from 'disciplining' Sheng'er!"
Hearing Lu Erya’s words, Madame Lu finally managed to quell her anger. She looked at Lu Erya’s red, swollen cheek with heartbreak, then turned to glare hatefully at Lu Wensheng. Just as she was about to take Lu Erya to see a doctor, she saw a figure charge in from the door like a madwoman.
"Lu Wensheng, how dare you hurt my son! I’ll kill you!"
Lu Qingtang watched the woman lunging toward her, her gaze turning chillingly cold. After a brief hesitation—likely recalling the rule against violence here—she feigned terror and retreated behind the police officer, wailing, "Oh! Officer, help me!!"
The officer: "..."
He saw it; she was acting! He was speechless, but the young officer still dutifully raised his hand to intercept the woman. "What are you doing?! This is a police station, no hurting people allowed!"
The woman was ferocious, her eyes filled with malice as she tried to tear at Lu Qingtang. "Get lost! This little slut crippled my son’s hand, I’m going to tear her apart!"
Seeing this, Madame Lu instinctively frowned. No matter how bad Lu Wensheng was, she was still her daughter. Although she didn't care much for her, she wasn't so ruthless as to watch her being bullied and abused by an outsider.
Lu Erya caught the flash of anger and worry in Madame Lu’s eyes, and a look of spite flickered across her own. Before Madame Lu could speak, she stepped in front of the woman. "Madame Jiang, Sheng'er didn't mean to pierce Young Master Jiang’s hand; please calm down..."
Madame Jiang had been blocked by the police, but hearing Lu Erya mention Jiang Shang’s wounded hand, she lost her mind again, shoving Lu Erya aside with a brutal force. "Get out of the way! The doctor said my son’s hand is ruined! I want this little slut to pay with her life!"
Lu Erya let out a cry of pain as she stumbled and fell to the floor. Seeing Lu Erya fall, Madame Lu instantly forgot what she had intended to say and rushed to help her up. Looking at Lu Erya’s pained expression, then at the "Lu Wensheng" who was standing aside looking indifferent and devoid of any gratitude or apology, a wave of anger surged in her heart.
A daughter as deceitful, rebellious, and morally corrupt as Lu Wensheng deserved to be severely punished!
Madame Lu stopped Lu Erya, who was still trying to intervene, and watched Lu Qingtang with cold eyes, shouting, "Leave her be! A little beast who doesn't know her place deserves to be hit!"
Lu Erya achieved her goal, suppressing a cold sneer at the corner of her lips while looking at Lu Qingtang with triumph.
Blocked by the police and unable to tear "Lu Wensheng" apart, Madame Jiang roared with a twisted expression, "Lu Wensheng, the police can protect you for a moment, but they can't protect you for a lifetime!"
"You ruined my son’s hand, and I will make sure you spend the rest of your life rotting in prison!"
Seeing that Madame Lu truly did not care about her own daughter, Lu Mo lost all restraint and sneered, "Madame Jiang, Lu Wensheng didn't just hurt Young Master Jiang—she hit us too!"
"A little bastard that no one wants, daring to wound so many young masters and ladies from noble families..."
Lu Mo stared at Lu Qingtang, licking her lips as a look of intense malice appeared in her eyes. "I, for one, would love to see... just how miserable her end will be!"
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In the office, Ning Yan suddenly set her teacup down with a loud *thud*.