Reborn as an 80s-aged woman, her unfilial son begs for forgiveness on his knees.

As Li Wenhai spoke, he plopped down on the bedside chair and rubbed his face irritably with both hands.

That son of a bitch can't be counted on either. When I call him, he's either in a meeting or on a business trip, making excuses and never giving me a straight answer.

Does he really intend to keep his father at the hospital indefinitely?

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital gave him a headache, and the noise of nurses pushing trolleys in the corridor and coughing in the wards made it impossible for him to concentrate.

Looking at his most successful eldest son, Li Jianguo felt a deep sense of guilt.

The eldest brother was caught in a dilemma because of him.

He didn't want to jeopardize his boss's future at all.

These days, which leader doesn't like a down-to-earth subordinate who doesn't have much to do?

It's not easy for the Li family to produce a college student.

It's all Zhang Wenying's and Li Xiaomei's fault.

If they were more sensible and came to take care of him, why would he have to put his eldest brother in such a difficult position?

Those two heartless bastards, he's lying in the hospital, and you can't even see one of them.

But he forgot that he was able to lie here thanks to Li Wenhai...

After finishing her work in the morning, Zhang Wenying went to Li Xiaomei's school.

In her previous life, Xiaomei had already disappeared by this time.

She searched the whole world like a madwoman.

But she never found her daughter's whereabouts before she died.

In this life, she was determined to keep a close eye on her daughter and would not allow her to be bullied by anyone.

Xiaomei came home last night with swollen eyes from crying.

She said that several classmates were spreading rumors about her accepting gifts from boys, saying that she was shameless and immoral.

These rumors all originated from He Caifeng.

"Mom, my classmates are all laughing at me and calling me a vixen. I... I'm too ashamed to go to school."

Li Xiaomei nestled in her mother's arms, her voice muffled and trembling with sobs.

Zhang Wenying gently patted her daughter's back: "Silly child, people can say whatever they want, we can't control them. But you must remember, if you're upright, you have nothing to fear. Mom believes in you, and you must believe in yourself too."

Even if I try to be more open with her, my daughter can't get over that hurdle in her heart in a short time.

Zhang Wenying knew that a few words of comfort were far from enough. She had to do something to help her daughter stand tall again.

And then there's that old geezer, Li Jianguo.

It's one thing that he died young, but why should Xiaomei have to serve him?

Are all his sons dead?

Li Jianguo's son doesn't care about his father's life or death, so he comes to harass his daughter. What kind of logic is that?

And that bastard He Caifeng, she still wants to put pressure on her daughter through public opinion, she's mistaken.

Director Ma's office is located at the westernmost end of the third floor of the teaching and research building.

Zhang Wenying knocked on the door, and a voice from inside said, "Come in."

She pushed open the door and went in; Director Ma was hunched over his desk working on doctrine.

Director Ma looked up and saw Zhang Wenying. He put down his pen and smiled, inviting her to sit down: "Comrade Zhang, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Wenying didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Director Ma, I'm here today to report to you about the rumors that Xiaomei was being spread at school."

Shen Mo is my daughter's savior.

Then, Zhang Wenying recounted the entire incident.

"I am very grateful for the child's courage and sometimes I will invite the child to have a meal at my family's restaurant."

After all, the debt of saving a life should not be forgotten.

Moreover, my youngest son picks up and drops off my daughter every day from school, and he is always present when Shen Mo is around.

The two children have never spent time alone together, so how could they have been flirting with each other, let alone being called "shameless" or "vixen"?

"This dirty water was splashed on a girl who was only ten years old. Director Ma, do you think this is acceptable?"

Zhang Wenying's voice trembled slightly, but every word was clear: "How old is my daughter? A sixteen-year-old child, in the prime of her life, being pointed at and cursed behind her back, how can she hold her head high?"

Director Ma, I'm not here to cause trouble today, I just want the school to step in and take care of this matter.

If a rumor is repeated long enough, it becomes the truth.

If my daughter's reputation is ruined, I, as her mother, will never die in peace.

Director Ma was so angry upon hearing this that he slammed his fist on the table.

"Outrageous! How could something like this happen at a school!"

Director Ma suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Let's go, Comrade Zhang, let's go see what's going on in Class 2 of Grade 11. I want to see who's been gossiping behind my back!"

Following behind Director Ma, Zhang Wenying felt a little more at ease.

This Director Ma is truly an upright person; he gets things done efficiently and decisively.

The two walked through the corridor one after the other. The afternoon sun slanted into the hallway, casting long shadows of them.

The classroom door of Class 2, Grade 11 was ajar, and a burst of noisy laughter could be heard from inside.

It was during recess, and the classroom was noisy. Director Ma pushed open the door, and the previously bustling classroom instantly quieted down.

When the students saw Director Ma's dark face, they all shrank back and didn't dare to breathe.

This is the school's intimidating judge, known for his stern face; everyone who sees him is intimidated.

Director Ma stood on the podium, his gaze sweeping over the entire class, and said in a deep voice, "Who is the class monitor? Come out here."

A girl with a ponytail stood up timidly.

"I am the class monitor, Director Ma."

"This is Li Xiaomei's mother."

I heard some classmates in your class are spreading rumors about Li Xiaomei, calling her a "vixen" and "shameless" or something like that. Is that true?

The squad leader lowered his head, stammering and not daring to answer.

Many students glanced at Zhang Wenying and then quickly lowered their heads.

Didn't Li Ping say that Li Xiaojuan's mother was big and rough, with a pockmarked face, ugly and extremely vulgar, and a country peasant woman?

But the woman in front of me was dressed simply yet neatly, with a touch of heroism in her eyes, fair skin, and regular features. She was nothing like what Li Ping had described.

Some of them are even quite nice.

She was dressed very neatly and efficiently, and seemed like a capable person.

Li Ping's mother is a minor leader in a state-owned enterprise.

Li Ping speaks of her mother with great pride.

"Although Li Xiaomei's grades are better than mine, my mother is from the city and has a formal job."

But Li Ping's mother's classmates had all met her.

That auntie was plain-looking, slightly overweight, and spoke loudly. Compared to Aunt Zhang in front of me, she was clearly inferior.

Aunt Zhang is tall with long legs and a well-proportioned figure; she exudes an indescribable air of elegance when she stands there.

Li Ping stared intently at Zhang Wenying, her heart filled with turbulent emotions.

She had originally thought that Li Xiaomei's mother was a crude country woman, but the aunt Zhang standing there in front of her was even more dignified than her own mother.