Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

"Necklace?!" Yang Minzhi exclaimed.

When Wan Peng saw the necklace, his chubby body trembled even more obviously, and his beaten face was full of panic.

Seeing their son's reaction, Yang Minzhi and Wan Lei also reacted.

Wan Lei stood up from the ground angrily, raised his hand and slapped his son on the face, and asked fiercely: "Wan Peng, tell the truth, what is going on?"

Because of the three-generation single inheritance, Wan Peng has been the little overlord in the Wan family since he was a child.

Food and clothing are the best, and Wan Jia's elders dote on Wan Peng more than anything in the world.

After being slapped by his biological father for the first time since he was born, the little fat man covered his face and started to cry loudly.

"Ugh... Daddy, I... I just can't stand the brothers Ning Xiaoxin and Ning Xiaoyi!"

"Obviously their family is not as rich as ours, but the teachers and female classmates... all like... them more..."

"I hid the necklace in the quilt where I was taking my nap, thinking of fixing them, but I didn't expect..."

"..."

The little fat guy was used to being a bully, and he just wanted to bully Ning Xiaoyi and Ning Xiaoen, but he didn't expect that he went too far this time.

As soon as the words fell, Wan Peng and Yang Minzhi's expressions turned ugly.

Especially Wanpeng.

It turns out that the initiator of everything was this unsatisfactory son!

It doesn't matter if his son framed someone, he even let me offend the Bo family, which the entire imperial capital didn't dare to offend.

Wan Lei was furious and slapped Wan Peng several times, making the little fat man scream.

Yang Minzhi looked distressed but did not dare to stop him. She could only cry with her son.

By this time, things had come to light.

Ning Nuannuan broke away from Bo Shiyan's arms, walked step by step in front of Yang Minzhi, and squatted down.

Her almond-shaped eyes were indifferent, and she glanced coldly at Yang Minzhi, whose eyes were red from crying.

"Don't cry here, go home and cry slowly." Ning Nuannuan said word by word, "Now, I want you and your son to apologize to my babies."

She doesn't care that she is misunderstood.

She doesn't mind being slandered either.

However, she would never allow anyone to hurt her little treasures in the slightest.

Even if Bo Shiyan didn't support her today, she would never let go of the Wan family.

When she heard this, Yang Minzhi, who was crying with tears in her eyes, was slightly startled and looked into Ning Nuannuan's cold and unparalleled eyes.

Except for her extremely beautiful eyes, nothing else about this woman is as good as her!

It's hard to imagine that she could become Bo Shiyan's woman.

If she were Bo Shiyan's woman, wouldn't she be as embarrassed as she is now?

Seeing that Yang Minzhi didn't speak, Wan Lei was afraid of offending Bo Shiyan, so he kicked her on the back.

"Mrs. Bo asked you to apologize. What are you still doing here? Apologize quickly!"

Yang Minzhi looked at her average-looking and flattering husband, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, but she had to bow her head and apologize humbly.

"I'm sorry...it was my lax discipline and I said a lot of hurtful words. Mr. Bo and Mrs. Bo, please forgive me and Wan Peng."

Yang Minzhi pulled her son aside who was beaten so hard that his nose was bleeding, and said angrily: "Apologise quickly."

The little fat man had long been frightened by today's battle. He choked and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...I won't dare to talk nonsense again...I won't dare to talk nonsense next time!"

Ning Nuannuan wanted to apologize but didn't bother.

She took Xiao Yi, Xiao En, Yu Feng and Yu Shan out of the principal's office.

in the office.

The faces of the three members of the Wan family and Teacher Xia, the principal of Fang Yuan, were so ugly that they all waited for Bo Shiyan to say something.

Bo Shiyan sat on the sofa.

The whole office was silent, and the only thing that could be heard was the man's slender fingertips tapping rhythmically on the table.

Even though this man didn't say a word, sitting here, he was like a high and mighty king, so noble and elegant that he couldn't be violated.