Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 937 Ugly is the heart (4)

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The little beggar burst into tears.

Yang Zimei was furious, snatched him back from the woman, and roared, "What are you doing? Are you still a mother?"

"What I do is my business. My son, I can do whatever I want. Don't meddle in my own business."

The woman reached out to hug the little boy again, but Yang Zimei dodged away.

"Sister, I don't want to talk to my mother. Every day I don't have enough money to beg, she will beat me, don't give me food, and don't give me new clothes. Woohoo, sister take me away."

The little beggar wept sadly, and firmly grabbed Yang Zimei's arm, as if afraid that if she let go, she would not want him.

Yang Zimei's heart tightened.

"Xiao Jin, you bloody bastard, what are you talking about?"

The woman scolded angrily, "If I don't beat you to death today, I won't be human."

After finishing speaking, she raised her palm to hit the little beggar in Yang Zimei's arms.

Yang Zimei stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist, his black pupils were as cold as a gleam, stabbing at the woman.

The woman was tall and thick, and she was quite strong, but Yang Zimei grabbed her wrist and remained motionless.

She was frightened by Yang Zimei's cold gaze that was like a real sharp knife, and her fierce look softened, "You...don't meddle in your own business, this is my child, if I want to beat or scold, it's my business, outsiders I can't control it."

"Outsiders can't control it? Haven't you heard that in this society ruled by law, even parents are not allowed to beat their children casually. If you treat him like this, I will go to the police station and sue you for child abuse!"

Yang Zimei said angrily.

She really couldn't figure out how there could be such a mother in this world!

"I don't believe your nonsense. I just beat my son, and the emperor has nothing to do with me."

That woman doesn't know any laws. In her mind, children are the private property of their parents, and they can be beaten and scolded at will and disposed of at will.

"Then let's go to the police station."

Because of Ye Qing, Yang Zimei decided to meddle in her own business this time, she absolutely could not hand over this child named Xiao Jin to this vicious woman who disregarded even her family ties.

"I'm not going to the police station, I'm not going to the police station..."

Regardless of whether they broke the law or not, as ordinary people, they are afraid of dealing with the police. Although this woman thinks that she is not breaking the law, she still doesn't want to go to the police station, so she keeps yelling.

"If you don't go, you have to go, otherwise, give Xiaojin to me, and I will raise him."

Yang Zimei said coldly.

"You raise it? What do you use to raise it? Even if you have the money to raise it, I can't let you raise it. It's my child. I have to raise it myself. I can't live without him."

Women yell.

"Oh, is it true that you can't live without the money he begs pitifully on the street every day? Gambling with the money begged by a disabled son, a woman like you is really not worthy of the word mother!"

Yang Zimei sneered and said, "Even if it's a court trial, I won't let Xiaojin come back to you."

"My son makes money for me, is it an eyesore to you? Oh, I understand. You must be a liar group. You want to take away my little gold and help you beg to make money. He can earn at least 50 yuan a day. Lord."

The woman suddenly realized.

"Snapped!"

Yang Zimei raised his hand and slapped her hard.

She was really angry.

In the past two lives, she has also experienced all kinds of cruelty in the world and seen many top-quality products, but she has never seen this kind of person who completely regards a poor child as a tool for making money.

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[So sleepy, good night, see you tomorrow! 】

(End of this chapter)