Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Feng Li felt that if she didn't show some color today, she would think she was easy to bully. She just wanted to do things directly. Damn, to be honest, she hated people who were whores and wanted to pretend to be virtuous. Chen Song was such a person.

Fengli said, "Really? I hate people who want to be whores and also want to be saints!"

She said this to Chen Song. Chen Song was furious that Feng Li dared to call her a bitch, so she slapped Feng Li in the face.

This was exactly the effect Feng Li wanted. She stretched out her hand to block her hitting hand, and punched Chen Song in the face, giving her a panda eye! Chen Song's fat and heavy body took a few steps back and sat on the ground. She had a lot of flesh on her body, so she didn't fall hard.

Fengli's sudden move shocked all the students present. According to their understanding, Fengli was not a rude and ruthless person! She was the kind of person who was gentle, weak and easy to bully. But, what happened today? The sun rose from the west!

Feng Li was not finished yet. She jumped on Chen Song and sat on him, slapping her in the face non-stop. "Tell me, who plagiarized? Tell me! Who plagiarized whom? Since you are so round, I will make you rounder!"

Chen Song covered his face and shouted, "Feng Li, stop it! It's despicable and shameless to torture her into confessing like this! If you don't stop, I'm going to call the police. Ming Rou, keep the video, I'm going to send her to jail!"

Zeng Pingping and Mingrou came over to pull Fengli away, but Fengli pushed them both away: "Get out of here, or I'll beat you two up too!"

Zheng Xiaocong and Tang Dong advised from the side: "Feng Li, stop it now. This is not a good way to do things! Your children are watching!" What he meant was that you are already a mother, and you should teach your children by example how to behave.

Feng Li was still slapping Chen Song: "Tell me, who plagiarized? Tell me! If you don't tell me, I'll beat you until you tell me!"

"Don't break it, or you'll go to jail." Wang Chang also came over to persuade him.

Chen Song was in so much pain that he shouted, "Mingrou, help me call the police and arrest this lunatic!"

The three little kids screamed: "Ah! Mommy is awesome, Mommy is so cool! Mommy beats the bad guys! Mommy beats the bad guys, so cool..."

They were stunned, how could they even think of calling the police? Chen Song reminded her! Mingrou just picked up the phone and was about to dial 110 when a big hand snatched the phone away. He threw it on the table and asked sternly: "What's going on!"

Mingrou was so scared when she saw the man that she groveled and said, "Boss! There's a madman here causing trouble! Hurry up and call the police!"

The boss was alarmed, and Fengli's classmates hurried over to pull Fengli aside and persuade him!

"Feng Li, stop it! The boss is here! Stop making trouble!"

Fengli didn't care and slapped their hands away like an octopus: "Get out of here!" Because she knew Wen Mosheng would help her, and today was a good opportunity to deal with them.

At this time, the three little guys jumped off the stool and ran towards Wen Mosheng, screaming: "Bad dad, these people bullied mom and deserve to be beaten! Mom is so handsome, good job!"

"What? Dad?" Mingrou dropped the phone she had just picked up in shock. This meant that Fengli must be the wife of the young boss. Oh my God! I, I, I insulted her like that! She was stunned! She just stood there. What should I do?

The other students opened their eyes wide, "Oh my God! Feng Li is the hostess here?" The male students were amazed! Wang Chang couldn't believe it even more. A few months ago, she was still a rag picker. How did she suddenly become a rich boss lady? How did she do it? By seducing! Yes, yes, yes, it must be like this.

Wen Mosheng walked over, hugged Feng Li like a princess and put her on a chair: "Okay, stop hitting her. Your hands are hurting, and I will feel bad!"

Feng Li sat there, still not satisfied, and pointed at Chen Song and said, "Tell me, who plagiarized whose work? I haven't even settled the score with you yet, but you're acting like a whore and you're pretending to be a saint!"

How could Chen Song admit it? Zheng Xiaocong said, "Feng Li should forgive others when he can. Chen Song is now the editor of Chunhua Poetry House. We are all gentlemen, so why should we fight?"

"Hehe, that's great! Since you said that you wrote "Shengcha Zi", then I ask you to translate it for me. What does she write mean?" Feng Li pointed at Chen Song and said.

"Why should I tell you? You are not qualified!" Chen Song was very tough and her face looked even fatter.

Feng Li snorted coldly: "You are really a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water!" She turned around and pointed at the big screen in the hall to Wen Mosheng, "Can I borrow your big screen? Oh, by the way, give the baby the most expensive milk paste first!"

"Okay!" Wen Mosheng waved to the other waiters. Pointing at the three kids and telling them what to do, the waiters nodded and left.

Wang Chang and Zheng Xiaocong felt embarrassed, and stepped forward and said, "Well, we still have some pineapple, and we have other things to do, so we'll take our leave now!" Then he wanted to leave.

"We haven't finished our work yet. What? Do you think this has nothing to do with you?" If you dare to mess with me, you must know the consequences.

Fengli wouldn't let them go, and they didn't dare to leave. Fengli was fiddling with something on her phone. After a while, a waiter brought the remote control to Wen Mosheng.

"Mr. Wen, remote control!"

Feng Li looked at Wen Mosheng and handed him her phone. Wen Mosheng took it and saw that her phone was old and ugly, and the screen had cracks like an explosion. He frowned and said, "Nong Erya, do you still want this phone?"

Fengli glanced at him and said, "Who told you to look at your phone? Cast the screen to me!!" The tone was so domineering.

Her classmates: The boss lady is really awesome!

Wen Mosheng tapped on her phone and pressed the air shaker a few times. The large screen showed the WeChat conversation between Feng Li and Chen Song.

"Hi, is Xiaoli there? I wonder if you've finished writing your poem. My mind is completely blank. I have no inspiration at all when I really need it."

Fengli: "When you were in high school, your Chinese was pretty good and you even won an award for your composition. Don't be afraid, just show the same enthusiasm you had back then."

Chen Song made a shy expression: "Don't make fun of me, I had a teacher to guide me back then! It's different now, I'm alone and helpless! To be honest, have you finished writing? Can you teach me?"

"I have an idea, but I haven't written a draft yet?"

"You have to hurry up and write it out for me to see! Connect your spiritual energy."

“You can just go around and get inspiration!”

"I'm at work, how can I be so idle? I won't bother you anymore, just write it out quickly so I can see it! Or let me imitate it!"

"Okay, okay, go to work! I'll send it to you after I finish writing it!"

"Thank you so much!" Chen Song gave her a kiss.

Feng Li smiled and said, "Chen Song, my good classmate, come and read this! This is the WeChat conversation between you and me!"

Chen Song touched her swollen face, looking extremely embarrassed, and lowered her head, wishing there was a crack in the ground to crawl into. She didn't expect Feng Li to have saved their WeChat accounts. She suddenly raised her head and cried out for injustice.

"Classmates, don't believe her. This is all fake. I have never added her WeChat. Look, the profile picture is different!"

"You can change your avatar at any time, but you can't change your name!" Fengli allowed her to debate.

"There are so many people with the same name and surname in this world. Who knows which Chen Song it is? Please don't slander me." She felt that she had a chance to turn the tables.

Fengli felt that she couldn't be polite to her, she had to take back everything that belonged to her.

"Dear students, I believe you are familiar with the Golden Autumn Poetry Competition a few months ago!"

"Yes, at that time, Chen Song's poems were far ahead, and we are all here to celebrate!"

Zeng Pingping looked at Feng Li and said, "But, Ah Song said at that time that you wanted to copy her poems, so she blocked you?"

Mingrou looked at the big screen and said, "However, this alone cannot prove who copied whom!"