Chapter 219: Chapter 219
The child’s mother thought the girl was playing dumb, shoved her, and said irritably, "I’m talking to you, don’t you have any manners?"
She kept talking about manners, but her own actions were utterly lacking in any civility.
Everyone in the carriage was extremely disgusted by her.
But this kind of person is exactly the type you can’t provoke, so even though everyone disliked her, no one dared to say anything.
The pushed girl stared blankly at the woman, looking confused, "Auntie, what did you say?"
The woman sneered, "You’re really good at pretending to be dumb, do you think I don’t know you’re acting with me?"
The woman, "I’m telling you, you made my child cry, and if you don’t make her stop crying today, I’m not done with you. Don’t think you can play dumb and get away with it."
This self-righteous tone, one might have thought the girl owed her something.
The girl was still confused, not understanding what she had done to make someone else’s child cry.
She had clearly been solving college entrance exam questions and hadn’t done anything.
But seeing the child crying and wailing, she still politely said, "Auntie, you must be mistaken, it’s not related to me, I didn’t make your child cry, why don’t you ask others what happened?"
"You want me to ask others? Everyone saw it was you who made my child cry!"
"If it wasn’t you, who was it?," the woman said angrily, "If you’d given him your iPad to play with, would he have cried ? Now you won’t admit it, is this how your parents taught you to behave?"
The girl opened her mouth, picked up her iPad, looked at it, then looked at the woman. It took her a while to snap out of her exam questions, and after sorting it all out, she said, "But the iPad is mine, not his, why should I give it to him?"
Moreover, her parents bought her the iPad to help her study for exams, and with the college entrance exam coming soon, she was studying every second; how would she have the time to give it to others to play with?
Besides, she had no obligation to lend it to others to play with.
But that woman’s logic was beyond common imagination.
"So what if it’s yours? You’re so grown-up, what’s the big deal about not playing with the iPad? Don’t you see my child is so young? What would it cost you to let him play for a while? Seeing a little kid cry so pitifully and remaining unmoved, how can your heart be so hard?"
The girl was bewildered by the criticism,
It’s her own stuff, isn’t it her right not to give it to others?
How did it turn into an unforgivable crime in this woman’s mouth?
She couldn’t argue with this woman and didn’t want to get entangled with such a person in public.
After all, young girls tend to be shy, even if it wasn’t their fault, getting into a public dispute would still be embarrassing. For origınal chapters go to 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝘯𝘦𝘵
So she put the iPad into her backpack, stood up, and said nothing.
The woman mumbled a couple more curses, and everyone around looked speechless.
Nowadays, there’s no shortage of people with such bizarre logic, always thinking the world should accommodate them.
And if you encountered such a weirdo and couldn’t out-weird them, you’d probably end up getting bitten by them in turn.
And the girl thought that by not arguing, the issue would be settled.
But she didn’t expect that the matter wasn’t over yet.
As she stood up, the child suddenly reached out and pinched her thigh.
The pinch was very painful, and the girl cried out, reflexively kicked, and knocked the little boy onto his mother’s body.
The girl glared at the child, "Why did you pinch me?"
As a result, the child immediately started bawling, and the woman angrily said, "What’s wrong with you, girl? Bullying a child too? Do you think we’re pushovers?"
The girl explained, "He pinched me first, and it was a reflex, not on purpose."
"Not on purpose? I think you did it on purpose. A little child touched you, how much could it hurt? You’re just finding excuses to hit my son, aren’t you? Such a young age, and already so malicious, is this how your parents raised you?"
The girl’s face was anxious, afraid the woman would keep going.
"It’s not like that, it really was your child who pinched me first..."
The girl’s eyes reddened; encountering such an unreasonable woman, a thin-skinned person just couldn’t handle it. Her explanation was awkward and completely lacked the presence to suppress the woman’s overbearing manner.
The child’s mother was sure of this and sneered, "You say my son pinched you, so he pinched you? I’ve raised my son well from a young age, how could he pinch someone? I think you’re making up lies to trap my son! Instead of studying well, you go around doing this kind of thing. Today’s students, their studies go to the dogs!"
The girl looked around nervously.
"I didn’t hit him! He really pinched me, my thigh is bruised!"
The woman shouted, "Who saw it? Who saw it?"
With her attitude, no one dared to step forward and testify.
In the midst of her smugness, Paige spoke coldly, "I saw it, and with the force used, if you went to the hospital for an examination, it would be a soft tissue injury, sufficient to meet the minimum compensation standard."
The woman glared at Paige, "You’re in cahoots with them, aren’t you? Just trying to scam me?"
Paige raised her hand and pointed to the location of the surveillance camera, "The camera in that position can capture everything happening in this corner."
The woman’s expression froze, "So what? You say my son bruised you, where’s the bruise? If you can, take off your pants and show everyone!"
The bruise was on her thigh, how could a girl take off her pants?
This was clearly banking on the girl not daring to do it.
The girl bit her lip.
The woman snorted coldly, and said, "Saying my son pinched you, I think you’re just a shameless young girl in heat, right? Think you’re some kind of celestial beauty? My son is so young and you’re making up such lies to defame him, what if it causes him a trauma, can you afford to compensate? A girl like you wasn’t anything good when young, and won’t be any good when grown up!!"
These unpleasant words made the girl’s face flush, tears streaming down, completely at a loss for how to respond.
The woman’s mouth continued like a machine gun, swearing quickly and viciously; the girl felt like she wanted to bang her head and die.
Sonny was sitting on Paige’s lap, blocking all the woman’s flying spittle, his face expressionless.
He stiffly pulled out a tissue from his backpack to wipe his face.
The little boy sitting there watching his mother curse with a grin suddenly saw the phone watch on Sonny’s wrist and reached out to grab it.
Sonny was about to dodge when Paige suddenly grabbed his arm.
Then Paige, holding his arm, directly slapped the little boy.
The slap was heavy, and Sonny’s palm was numb, looking bewildered.