After slacking off on the chaebol's son, she was caught and forced to kiss him and cry

Fu Bian: "..."

Fucking bitch!

He really doesn't dare to expose this fake!

If this scandal were to be exposed, the impact on the Fu family would not only be a drop in stock prices, but would also push Fu Bian, the head of the Fu family, to the forefront of public opinion. He raped his stepdaughter, who then committed suicide after becoming pregnant. This incident alone would be enough to ruin his reputation!

Having his weak spot exploited, Fu Bian, who usually put on airs and acted pretentiously, now bent his back.

He was really attracted to his stepdaughter. His eyes turned red and he pleaded in a vicious voice, "Who are you? Tell me where she is."

"Even if she's dead, give me her body."

Pei Miao always felt physically and mentally refreshed when such a disgusting idiot showed weakness.

She blinked her beautiful big eyes, and pressed Fu Bian's shoulder with her slender, bony fingers.

The force was not great, but it made Fu Bian hunch over.

"It's not impossible." She imitated Huo Xuan's smug drawl, her eyebrows slightly raised, "I just have a small request."

Fu Bian excitedly said, "Any request is fine! How much do you want?"

Pei Miao laughed: "Kneel down and say a hundred sentences: Fu Bian is a beast, a rapist, a psychopath, and a bitch."

"I'll tell you who I am and where she is."

Fu Bian: "..."

What the hell is this a small request?!

He was furious and said, "Pei Miao!"

Pei Miao hissed softly, "I'm not Pei Miao, keep your voice down."

"who are you!?"

Pei Miaoshen quietly came up behind Fu Bian and said in a mysterious way, "I am Miss Hei Wuchang. Because you have committed many evil deeds and are extremely vicious, I have come here to take you away and bring you to hell."

Fu Bian: "..."

Damn, what a middle school girl!

Fu Bian was so angry that his eyes bulged out, and he really looked like an ugly ghost who had been dead for half a month.

He glared at Pei Miao angrily, as if he was looking at the murderer of his father, wishing he could tear her into pieces.

Pei Miao sighed: "Since you are so insincere, I will leave first."

After saying this, she pretended to leave.

She walked very slowly, counting the seconds in her heart until Fu Bian would call her.

"Pei Miao!"

Okay, that's only five seconds.

It seems that this old pervert and rotten cucumber can't keep his temper for long.

Pei Miao stood in front of Fu with a smile: "Mr. Fu, have you thought about it?"

He was silent, his eyes bloodshot: "Change one."

"That's fine." Pei Miao's lips curled slightly, her eyes sparkling. "Take off your clothes, run naked around A University for an hour, and shout: Fu Bian is a little bitch."

"You!" Fu Bian was so angry that his heart ached and his teeth chattered. "I'll find out sooner or later."

"Let's see how tough you are then."

Pei Miao refused to budge: "Oh."

In the end, Fu Bian gained nothing and was beaten up by Pei Miao. He left University A with a bruised face.

In the distance, Zhu Si Nian watched this scene, a trace of deep thought flashed across her eyes. Looking at the "intimate" photo of Pei Miao and Fu Bian that she had taken from a suitable angle, her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

………………

There is a classical dance class in the afternoon.

The dress was again carefully selected by Huo Xuan. This time it was a lavender butterfly style, light and flowing. Pei Miao couldn't find her shoes after she put on the dress.

Huo Xuan has always been careful and never makes mistakes when preparing clothes and accessories for her.

Pei Miao came to her cabinet, opened it, and looked at the signs of tampering inside.

She took out the white dance shoes she had worn before and examined them carefully, but there was nothing else.

only……

Pei Miao's pretty little face was as cold as ice. She pondered for a moment, then put on her clothes with a gloomy expression and walked slowly to the classroom.

Zhu Si Nian also came to this class today. Seeing Pei Miao, her face was full of joy: "Miao Miao, what a coincidence!"

Pei Miao nodded: "It's quite a coincidence."

"You have a great figure, and the teacher often praises you. Can you teach me?" Zhu Si Nian hugged Pei Miao's arm affectionately and winked: "Your skirt is really beautiful. Did Huo Xuan buy it for you?"

Pei Miao's eyes flashed with meaning, and she chuckled: "He bought it."

Ha ha……

Zhu Si Nian's smile froze for a moment, and she said with envy, "He's so good to you."

"Ever since you've been with him, you've never worn the same clothes, Miaomiao. Does he give you money every month?"

Pei Miao stretched out her hand to push her away, with a forced smile: "Guess what."

Noticing her alienation, Zhu Si Nian licked her pink lips and said, "I don't mean anything else."

"I'm just happy for you, to have someone to lean on."

Pei Miao didn't look at her. She lowered her eyelids and stared at the shoes on her feet in silence.

After a while, Zhu Si Nian called her a few more times.

Pei Miao then looked at her: "Then, thank you."

The smile on Zhu Si Nian’s face froze.

He turned his head quickly, a hint of panic in his eyes.

Did she find out?

After a few minutes, the teacher started warming up. After warming up, he explained today's body movements. The movements he taught were slightly difficult.

Pei Miao is very interested in classical dance and studies it seriously.

In the middle, the teacher asked several girls to demonstrate the movements. The girls' movements were standard, but not satisfactory. The dance teacher frowned, obviously not very satisfied.

"Which other student would like to come up and perform?"

silence……

At this time, Zhu Si Nian raised her hand, her eyes smiling: "Teacher, Pei Miao dances well, you can let her demonstrate!"

"Who is Pei Miao?"

Pei Miao glanced at Zhu Si Nian and stood up: "I am."

"Is it okay?" The dance teacher respected the students and asked politely.

Pei Miao nodded: "Okay."

Classical dance emphasizes ancient charm and body rhythm. Only when the body and soul collide together can the soul be injected into it.

Pei Miao lowered her eyes slightly and demonstrated those difficult moves according to her own understanding.

Her dress was flowing and beautiful, and she looked stunning. Her black hair was illuminated by the golden sunlight, as if it was coated with a layer of gold.

Her graceful and beautiful figure is as beautiful as a flying goddess walking out of an ink painting.

Zhu Si Nian pursed her lips, clenched her fingers, and stared at her dancing shoes.

Suddenly——

"boom!"

Pei Miao fell to the ground with a pale face and a look of pain.

Because classical dance movements are difficult and emphasize folding, she fell just when she was bending.

The bones in his arm were dislocated and he broke his hand.

A beautiful woman shedding tears attracts even more attention.

Zhu Si Nian's heart beat faster and faster. She rushed over and asked anxiously, "Miao Miao, are you okay?!"

Seeing the shockingly misplaced hand, Zhu Si Nian just took a glance and then looked away.

The dance teacher was also panicked: "Go to the hospital!"

Pei Miaoke is not afraid of pain.

Even though the bones were dislocated, she only pretended to be in unbearable pain. She grabbed Zhu Si Nian with her other intact hand and said, "There's something wrong with the shoes!"

Zhu Si Nian's mind suddenly went blank.

Then I watched helplessly as Pei Miao grabbed the dance teacher's hand and said, "Teacher, go check the surveillance!"

"There's a razor blade hidden in my shoe!"