Chapter 245: False Counter-Accusation

Song Qingtian glanced at the other party and then looked at her daughter, who was being protected by Shen Conghao.

Ling Nuonuo had been very scared at first, but now she was no longer afraid.

In fact, instead of being afraid, she stuck her little head out and stared at the little boy on the ground, who was crying bitterly.

She seemed puzzled—why was it that she was the one being bullied, yet the little boy was the one crying?

Ling Nuonuo looked at the crying boy in confusion, then turned to Shen Conghao, who was protecting her.

“He’s Mommy’s friend, so I’m not afraid of him,” Ling Nuonuo said.

“Don’t be afraid—Uncle’s here; no one can bully you,” Shen Conghao said gently, patting Ling Nuonuo on the head. Ling Nuonuo turned her head to look at Song Qingtian outside. Seeing Mommy waving at her, Ling Nuonuo felt aggrieved, wiped her nose, and burst into tears again!

Song Qingtian’s heart ached, but no matter how much she ached, she couldn’t go in. She could only watch her daughter. She didn’t say a word, because she didn’t want her daughter to think that crying or shouting would get her what she wanted.

At this moment, her daughter was safe. So there was no need to create an atmosphere that would make her even more panicked.

For Ling Nuonuo at this moment, screaming and shouting would only make her more afraid.

“Don’t cry, Uncle will protect you. If you cry, Mommy will be very upset. You’re in Uncle’s arms now—you’ll be fine. And please don’t make Mommy worry, okay?”

Ling Nuonuo nodded obediently, her face full of grievance, and hurriedly wrapped her arms around Shen Conghao, pressing her head against his shoulder.

The child on the ground was wailing uncontrollably, and many parents nearby rushed over. The other children also ran out one after another.

After they went outside, the kids all hid close to their adults.

But almost all the adults felt that this situation could easily drag them into trouble, so everyone who could leave did.

As for the crying child, he was the last one to come out, while Ling Nuonuo was the first to walk out, carried in Shen Conghao’s arms.

Once they were outside, Ling Nuonuo suddenly started crying very loudly.

Song Qingtian quickly picked up her daughter and comforted her for a long time before she finally stopped crying.

The little boy, however, kept on crying when he came out.

The boy’s father stubbornly pulled his son over to confront Song Qingtian, which terrified Ling Nuonuo.

Shen Conghao was just about to step in to help when someone grabbed his wrist.

He turned around and saw Song Qingtian holding her daughter in one hand and grabbing his wrist with the other.

Shen Conghao was puzzled: “What’s going on?”

“Help me out.”

Song Qingtian handed Ling Nuonuo over to Shen Conghao, and he quickly shielded her.

After all, she was his little princess.

Song Qingtian walked up to Shen Conghao and looked at the man standing right in front of her—so much taller than her, and weighing as much as a pig.

He stood there like a towering mountain.

The man was broad-shouldered and had big eyes, staring coldly at Song Qingtian, like a tiger ready to devour her.

But Song Qingtian wasn’t afraid of him.

She tilted her head slightly and asked, “Is this how you apologize?”

“Apologize?”

The man laughed mockingly and shoved his son toward Song Qingtian. The boy lost his balance and bumped straight into Song Qingtian.

Logically speaking, Song Qingtian shouldn’t have had to dodge—but she did.

As soon as she dodged, the boy’s momentum was too strong, and he stumbled forward two steps before falling to the ground.

With a loud wail, the little boy started crying again.

Shen Conghao, who was holding Ling Nuonuo, froze for a moment, then frowned in confusion.

This woman… is not easy to deal with!

The man’s face darkened: “How dare you bully my son?”

“Funny—who’s bullying your son? Weren’t you the one who pushed the kid down?”

Song Qingtian wasn’t someone to be trifled with, whether the other person was old or young.

The man was taken aback, and people around him began pointing and whispering.

But the man still refused to back down. He turned to Song Qingtian and said, “You two adults are bullying my son, and now you’re making baseless excuses. If we can’t clear this up today, we’ll go to the Police Station.”

“Let’s go.”

Song Qingtian took out her phone, ready to call the police.

“What are you doing?”

The man looked flustered.

Calling the police costs money, and civil disputes even require paying a public security fee.

In short, it’s bound to cost money.

Song Qingtian looked at him: “If you’re going to call the police, aren’t you the one who said we should go to the Police Station? Let’s invite the police over and see who’s really at fault.”

The man looked at the child on the ground—the kid had fallen pretty hard, since the man had pushed him with quite a bit of force.

“Dad, my hand is broken!”

The child held out his hand to the man, showing a torn piece of skin.

The man was furious: “How dare you hurt my son!”

“Yes, I’m filing a report…”

Song Qingtian’s call had already gone through—was she joking?

The man heard this and snapped: “You hurt my son, and now you still have the nerve to argue?”

“Who do you think hurt your son? There are over ten surveillance cameras here. Just now, inside, your son kicked my daughter, pushed her, and when my friend went in to take my daughter away, your son kept grabbing and hitting her, refusing to stop, even yelling and encouraging your son’s bad behavior. Now you’ve even pushed your own son down and scratched him, and then you turn around and bite me! Do you think I’m easy to bully? If you don’t offer a serious apology today, this isn’t over!”

End of Chapter 245: False Counter-Accusation