Chapter 907: A waste who only knows how to bully the weak
Dong Ze felt for the first time truly that there are people in this world who can kill with words.
He couldn't get the specific process from his mother; when asked, she would either cry or say her heart was uncomfortable.
As for his eldest daughter, she was still in that state; when asked, she would either cry and make a scene or even jump and shout.
But at this very moment, these two people were questioned by Lu Qiao until they were speechless.
Lu Qiao said so many words, whether assumptions or inferences, Dong Yuanyuan and Old Mrs. Dong didn't stand up to oppose a single one.
Is there any need to think?
Everything Lu Qiao said was correct.
And at this time, Dong Yuanyuan looked at Lu Qiao with some horror, and even retreated a few steps.
Lu Qiao sneered: "Why, can't you say it?"
"Of course you can't say it, because the child I mentioned above really doesn't have these; she certainly isn't perfect, but she must be honest and well-behaved."
"Her status in this family is very pathetic."
"Grandparents don't like her and are biased; the half-sister has always bullied her; the father naturally ignores her."
"What about her mother?"
"She treats her as a sacrifice or a tool to show off her stepmother's generosity and gentleness toward her stepdaughter."
"Although Dong Mingming is awake now, she has no reaction to the outside world; this is a manifestation of having no will to survive; simply put, she doesn't want to live, and you, these so-called relatives of hers, what are you doing?"
Lu Qiao walked toward Dong Yuanyuan, pulled her out from behind Dong Ze, dragged her to the windowsill, and said coldly: "Look down, those dark red bloodstains are Dong Mingming's; if it weren't for Grandma Sun upstairs, she would have almost died; Dong Yuanyuan, when you can't sleep these few days, have you thought about your sister?"
Dong Yuanyuan struggled, not knowing if it was fear or discomfort; she finally cried out: "Lu Qiao, I know you have a good relationship with Dong Mingming; I didn't expect her to jump down either; I really didn't expect it; this is not my fault; it's that she is too fragile; wuwuwu, I am also very uncomfortable..."
Lu Qiao let go of her hand, looked at the embarrassed Dong Yuanyuan, and asked word by word: "I ask you, does your parents' divorce have anything to do with Dong Mingming?"
Dong Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment; if she said it had something to do with it, but Dong Mingming's birth time was wrong; if she said it had nothing to do with it, she was unwilling.
Dong Yuanyuan lowered her head, neither admitting nor denying.
Lu Qiao's voice carried coldness, and every word seemed to be quenched with ice: "Dong Yuanyuan, you waste who only knows how to bully the weak; if you are really unwilling and dissatisfied, why don't you go find the person who caused your situation to settle accounts?"
"You don't dare, because you are just a waste who is good for nothing!"
"You don't dare to question your mom why she and your dad reached the point of divorce?"
"You also don't dare to question your dad why he divorced your mom and remarried so quickly?"
"You don't dare to ask your grandma why she didn't persuade your dad and mom not to divorce."
"You also don't dare to ask your grandpa to let them remarry."
"The only thing you dare to do is to vent your resentment on Dong Mingming."
"A 14-year-old girl, she is not yet an adult, she is still a junior high student, but you and your family poured all the resentment, scolding, blame, and all negative emotions onto her."
"Dong Yuanyuan, tell me, what did your sister do wrong to be tortured by you like this?"
Dong Ze's two hands were tightly clenched; his mother and daughter were scolded so straightforwardly by Lu Qiao; his expression was very ugly.
At this moment, his heart was entangled by two kinds of emotions; one was self-reproach, guilt, and pain; it was his fault, it was all his fault; it was his inaction, his negligence, and his bias that led to the problems in the family.
But another emotion told him that he should scold Lu Qiao, let her shut up; even if you hit a dog, you have to look at the owner; this matter has something to do with her, but it hasn't reached the point where Lu Qiao can step on his Dong family's face under her feet.
Stop it, don't go on and on!
However, Dong Ze endured it, and in the end, he didn't speak.
He didn't dare to speak; for the first time in his life, he understood what it meant to be a mute eating coptis, having bitterness that cannot be spoken.
And for the first time in his life, he understood what it meant to have words that see blood and sentences that punish the heart!
Today's so-called negotiation was actually talking about compensation, but, talking and talking, it was actually led by Lu Qiao.
This female comrade is really too powerful.
At this moment, Dong Ze really wanted to find a hole to crawl into; he knew that a certain path of his was almost at the end.
And at this time, Dong Yuanyuan cried out: "Lu Qiao, I don't want to hear you speak, get out, this is not your home, why do you come to blame me?"
Lu Qiao laughed out loud: "Look at what you said; I didn't blame you. I am just talking about the matter."
"I just want to ask why you want to do this?"
"Because if you didn't climb and drag like this, maybe this tragedy wouldn't have happened, and I wouldn't have appeared in your home."
"And I am also very curious, where exactly did I offend you?"
"But at this time, I can clearly tell you, I just don't like you, and I just look down on you."
"Because you are a waste, you only know how to be angry in incompetence, and only know how to bully the weak."
Lu Qiao looked with satisfaction at Dong Yuanyuan, who was trembling all over with anger, her face green and white, as if the whole person was in a state of confusion.
Even so, this waste didn't dare to pounce on her and tear and scold her.
Lu Qiao sneered in her mouth: "Dong Yuanyuan, you harmed your sister to jump off the building, harmed her to almost lose her life; how can you stay at home with peace of mind? Shouldn't you go and say sorry to your sister?"
Lu Qiao looked at Dong Yuanyuan with disdain, and then sighed to the others: "If it weren't for dragging me into it, this would really be your Dong family's housework; you could close the door and solve it yourself."
"I wouldn't have wasted so much time here either."
"But I said so much and asked so much, Dong Yuanyuan didn't even answer me. It made me still not clear where I offended Dong Yuanyuan."
"And Leader Dong, my words might be unpleasant to hear; of course, no matter from which aspect, I am not qualified to criticize you, but your responsibility is the greatest; not to mention anything else, just someone like your Dong Yuanyuan, if she is not disciplined again, she is really a disaster."
Afterwards, she looked at Lian Liying: "As for Big Sister Lian, I really want to tell you, you don't even feel sorry for your daughter, who do you expect to feel sorry for her; you are trampling on your daughter, who do you expect to protect her? You might be qualified to be a stepmother, but you are really not qualified to be a biological mother, so Dong Mingming being your daughter is really unlucky."
Lian Liying's face was ugly to the extreme, but she didn't dare to blame Lu Qiao casually anymore.
She could only lower her head and wipe her tears.
Lu Qiao didn't pay attention to her, took the canvas bag she brought, and took out money from it; they were all bundles of ten yuan, and should have just been taken out from the bank. ===== CHAPTER 908 =====
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