Chapter Two Hundred and Forty Fifth Shame

Mrs. Xie said coldly, "I listen to Wan Meng, Wan Meng, what do you think?"

Xie Wanmeng was aggressive and had a tough attitude: "Do you think an apology is enough? 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 raised her head suddenly and stared at Xie Wanmeng in astonishment, almost thinking she heard it wrong.

Ye Meipan said from the side, "Student Wan Meng, are you doing this too much?"

"Excessive?!" Mrs. Xie said sternly, "Your daughter has done it even more. You can apologize if you want to. It's okay if you don't. Then don't blame us for using other means. My husband loves my daughter the most. If you know... Oh, Mr. Ruan, you should understand."

Ruan Bingde took a deep breath: "Understood, Feiyue... she'll do it!"

"Dad..." Ruan Feiyue looked at Ruan Bingde in disbelief.

Doesn't her father feel bad for her? !

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

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

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

The company's important projects still depended on the Xie family, so Ye Meipan had to hold back her anger, lowered her head, and gritted her teeth: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Xie!"

Mrs. Xie smiled contemptuously.

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

"Shame? You know you're ashamed now, why did you go earlier!" Ruan Bingde roared at Ruan Feiyue: "I have lived such a long age, and I have to apologize to a little girl, am I not ashamed?!"

Ye Meipan is protecting Ruan Feiyue: "So many people watch the school, how will Feiyue go to school in the future?"

"Shut up for me!" Ruan Bingde pointed at Ye Meipan and reprimanded: "It's because you spoil her every day that you spoil her like a ghost, and you will be responsible for the things you cause!"

Lance Middle School.

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

In the middle of the crowd, Xie Wanmeng leaned back on the chair, with her legs crossed leisurely, with a pompous attitude.

"It's time to start."

Ruan Feiyue stood in front of her, bowed her head, bit her lips fiercely, trembling all over her body.

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

Ruan Feiyue suddenly clenched her fists, pressed her anger, insults and unwillingness, and squeezed out a little voice through her teeth: "Yes... I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

There was a lot of discussion around.

"Isn't the fight two days ago very powerful, why are you still apologizing?"

"Coward!"

"The backstage of the Xie family is very big, don't provoke it!"

"You have to die if you can't afford it, you deserve it."

Talking loudly, it was like a sharp blade, mercilessly lingering on Ruan Feiyue.

Xie Wanmeng stood up slowly and walked to Ruan Feiyue, with a contemptuous and arrogant smile: "See, at first, you could only get into the small team by relying on me, but now, your father must rely on my father to make it happen. Business. You... will always be trampled under my feet! 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 wished to strangle Xie Wanmeng to death on the spot, but she didn't have the guts, so she could only use her fingernails to shove into the palm of her hand, squeezing the crowd and fleeing.