TRANSMIGRATED TO THE 80S TO BECOME STEPMOTHERS FOR FIVE HIGHER-UPS

TRANSMIGRATED TO THE 80S TO BECOME STEPMOTHERS FOR FIVE HIGHER-UPS
Chapter 50: The Flip Attack



Mu Jingzhe did not expect Little Bei to be the one to be besieged, criticized, and bullied.


After sensing that Little Bei was trembling, Mu Jingzhe was furious.


The old man in high heels who had been kicked felt like he had been kicked by a powerful force. His entire body was in pain, and he could not get up for a moment.


The arrogant tone he used before was now filled with aggravation.


“This doesn't make sense. How could he hit such a person!”


Everyone pointed to Mu Jingzhe. "Here we go."


"Why are you kicking people around ..."


“You were the one who started it. Plus, you did it to a little kid!”


Mu Jingzhe gritted his teeth. "How dare you sound so right when you bully a child!"


"Your son is a thief!" High Heels stood up furiously. “You must be his parents, yes. Look what your son did.”


“Omong empty *t!” Mu Jingzhe was completely disrespectful. “Your son stole. My son definitely doesn't want to!”


Little Bei, who was hugged by Mu Jingzhe, finally calmed down after hearing Mu Jingzhe's words. He then spoke to her.


“School bags I put there. As I was about to leave, they suddenly claimed that their pocket watch was missing. They then suspected that it was me and ransacked my bag, but I didn't steal it.”


Little Bei's eyes were red as he gritted his teeth.


Little Bei's appearance resembled the video Mu Jingzhe had seen before he moved. Inside, a little girl gritted her teeth in anger and trembled.


At that moment, he just thought it was funny, but seeing Little Bei like this only made him feel hurt.


“I believe you, Little Bei. Don't be afraid.”


Mu Jingzhe stroked his head.


“What's the point of believing it? There is strong evidence.”.


“There is no conclusive evidence. You claim the evidence is conclusive just because you found it in his bag? Are you a cop? Is whatever you say the law? ”


Mu Jingzhe cut him off. “Era what is this? Why is there a need to use such vulgar methods? Isn't that embarrassing?”


"It was found in his bag!" High Heels insisted.


"He didn't steal it!" Mu Jingzhe looked furious. He hugged Little Bei and ran over to encourage the old man.


"What are you doing? If you continue to do this, I will—” Before High Heels are finished, Mu Jingzhe took a step back and started shouting.


“Where is my wallet? I lost my wallet!"


Before the High Heels could react, Mu Jingzhe pointed to his pocket and shouted, “My wallet! You stole my wallet!"


High Heels was completely stunned. He took out his wallet with trembling hands. “I didn't do it! You put it in yourself! ”


“I took it out of your pocket, and you still want to deny it? What did your parents teach you? Do you have a Dad to teach you or not? At your age, isn't it a shame to steal a wallet in front of so many people, including children?”


Like a machine gun, Mu Jingzhe threw the woman's words back at him.


He then looked at the dumbfounded teacher. “Teacher, I worry my children will get lost by connecting with such parents. Please make them scram.”


Teacher: "…"


High Heels was so angry that his face turned red. “You're naughty, you put this in my pocket right now. I didn't touch him at all! You slandered me! ”


"I'm just mimicking you!"


Mu Jingzhe sneered. Yes, he purposely put the wallet in the old man's pocket as he pushed it.


He gave her his own taste of medicine.


“You used this method to deal with Little Bei. I'm just replying to you with stuff!"


“You feel angry, disgusted, and sad, huh? This is how we feel right now!”


Mu Jingzhe scoffed and saw the people around him who had helped the evil old man perpetuate his evil deeds, as well as the students who shouted at Little Bei earlier.


The little girl with braids looked at him in a daze. Those who had scolded Little Bei earlier also stared at him, unable to react.


Mu Jingzhe looked around.


“Because you lost something, the first thing you have to do is look for it. If you can't find it, the best solution is to call the police and let them handle it, not look for everyone. After all, you are not qualified to look for someone else!


“After you call the police, only they have the right to search when they come. We will find out if the items were actually stolen or if someone is being framed as long as we investigate them seriously. There are no identical fingerprints in the world. Whether Little Bei touches a pocket watch or not will be revealed soon.”


Mu Jingzhe stared at the High Heels. “I'll give you one more chance. Do you want to apologize, or do you want to call the police?


High Heels became pale and could not speak.


"Fearful? Afraid the police will reveal everything?” Mu Jingzhe sneered. “If you don't want to call the police, explain this clearly. Apologize to Little Bei and clear his name!”


High Heels could not raise his head under everyone's gaze. If he wanted her to admit that he had trapped a little girl, he might as well kill her.


He wanted to leave, but Mu Jingzhe blocked his path.


Not daring to look at his daughter or his daughter's classmates, he gritted his teeth. “Do not overdo it!”


"You are the one who is overreacting!" Mu Jingzhe pointed at his daughter. “Now you feel ashamed and do not dare to say it. Are you afraid of facing your daughter?”


"Shut up!" High Heels couldn't stand it and shouted.


He opened his mouth to make a commotion, but the teacher suddenly exploded. "Enough!"


The teacher was confused and could not stop the woman, but if she did not speak now, even she would look down on herself.


He looked at High Heels and asked, "Did you frame Shao Bei because of the people from the TV station?"


The words of High Heels were stuck in his throat. He wanted to deny it, but his teacher did not listen. “You heard the news in advance and made preparations. However, the people from the broadcasting station only looked towards Shao Bei and did not glance at your daughter. Is that why you framed Shao Bei?”


The expression on High Heels' face changed drastically.


Mu Jingzhe's face fell. "So you didn't frame him for no reason?"


The teacher took a deep breath and nodded. “Sounds like that's the reason. Sorry, the school did not do a good job.”


He apologized to Mu Jingzhe.


The people that Mu Jingzhe thought were the students' parents turned out to be people from the broadcasting station. They come from children's channels and often require dancers and child actors. They also needed it for a galas or show, so they came to look for potential seedlings.


If Mu Jingzhe had not brought the children to school today because of the rain, they would have missed this opportunity.


Instead of missing out on opportunities, they just weren't informed about this because of their late arrival.


However, the woman with the high heels that framed Little Bei had figured it out. He had known about the news before and was even prepared for it. She has made her daughter dress up well because she wants her to be the most attention-grabbing child.


In the end, he was still not as attractive as Little Bei who was dressed simply.


Little Bei was the funniest and most eye-catching child. He had stolen the limelight from his daughter. High Heels felt sad and angry because of it.


How could his daughter not be compared to that little girl from the village?


Because he had been determined to win, because he was used to being tall and mighty and felt that as long as Little Bei left, his daughter would no longer have any competitors and would definitely be chosen, he said, The High Heels immediately moved and placed a pocket watch in Little Bei's bag when no one noticed to trap him for stealing it.


TV stations definitely don't want thieves.


The High Heels plan had already been carefully thought out, so he was not afraid at all. He felt that it didn't matter even if they knew he was behind all this.


Shao Bei's family had no power or influence, and he was also poorly dressed. High Heels was not afraid at all, so he deliberately bullied her.


However, something unexpected has happened—Mu Jingzhe.