A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

Mili didn't understand what "sissy" meant, but when she heard Zhang Xiuhua say that her mother had died, she burst into tears and buried her head in Zhang Xiuhua's leg.

"My mom isn't dead! My mom isn't dead!" Mi Li cried as she bit Zhang Xiuhua's leg.

"Ouch!" Zhang Xiuhua cried out in pain and kicked Mi Li.

Mili screamed, her mouth full of blood.

Zhang Xiuhua's legs went weak with fright. Could something have happened? No, it wouldn't. Besides, it was Mili who bumped into her and bit her for no reason. That's right, it was Mili's fault.

"Oh my god! Teacher Zhang, what happened! Are the children alright? We need to take them to the hospital quickly!" Mi Li's sudden shout drew the attention of all the children who were eating.

The scream even startled Teacher Wen next door. Seeing the blood at the corner of Xiao Shuyan's mouth, she was terrified.

Mili was sent to the government hospital, and her uncle Fu Zhengyi immediately went to the hospital upon hearing the news.

"The child only lost a front tooth; it will be fine when it falls out as the baby teeth come in. The bleeding is mainly because the child bit his lip and broke the skin. However, the child is frightened and needs to be comforted," the doctor told Fu Zhengyi.

Thankfully, it was just a tooth. When he heard that Mili was taken to the hospital with her face covered in blood, his heart stopped.

"Mili, let your uncle see your wound. Does it still hurt?" Gently cupping Mili's little face, Fu Zhengyi looked at her from left to right, feeling extremely distressed.

There was also dissatisfaction with the kindergarten teachers; how could a child get hurt after being sent to kindergarten?

"Did some kid hit you? Tell your uncle, and I'll go find his parents." Fu Zhengyi thought it was a naughty boy bullying his introverted and shy nephew. But he really didn't expect...

“Teacher Zhang kicked me,” Mili whispered.

"Teacher Zhang?!" Fu Zhengyi was somewhat incredulous. How could a teacher kick a student? Especially their Mili.

"Uncle, Mili has a voice recorder." Mili took out the voice recorder that Zhouzhou had given her and handed it to Fu Zhengyi.

"Mili, tell your uncle, did Teacher Zhang bully you?" Fu Zhengyi wasn't stupid. How old was Mili? How would she know about using a recording pen as evidence? Someone must have taught her that.

However, Mili would rather find someone else than tell herself that it was her uncle who had failed in his duty.

Since Mili was able to record the conversation, it's clear that Teacher Zhang bullied her. The question is, how exactly? Was it verbal abuse or physical violence?

This time it must be violent, but what about before?

The most important thing now is not who is helping Mili with her plans, but whether Mili has been bullied, how she has been bullied, and for how long.

"Uncle! Teacher Zhang is bullying Mili. Mili is not a sissy. She is really bad, but you all like Teacher Zhang and don't believe Mili. Mili wants her mother. Mili wants her mother!" Mili's teeth hurt and her mouth hurt, but her heart hurt the most. When she heard her uncle ask, she cried and threw herself into his arms to tell him.

He really didn't want to be with Teacher Zhang anymore. He didn't want to go to kindergarten. He just wanted to go home. He just wanted his mother.

"Mili, don't cry. Tell your uncle how Teacher Zhang bullied you." Fu Zhengyi clenched his fists, his anger growing stronger.

Mili slowly recounted Zhang Xiuhua's prejudice and suppression against her, using many of the words Zhang Xiuhua used that Mili couldn't express.

However, Fu Zhengyi, as an adult, could piece together the whole sentence from just a few words. His eyes grew redder and redder, both because he felt sorry for his nephew and because he was angry that he hadn't noticed that his child was being bullied.

Fu Zhengyi's heart bled with each word he heard. His anger was building, waiting to explode.

"Mili, why didn't you tell your uncle?" Gently patting his nephew's back, Mili, still choked with sobs, said, "Uncle and Teacher Wen both said to listen to Teacher Zhang."

"When was Uncle—" Fu Zhengyi suddenly remembered. He couldn't help but hug Mili tighter.

"It's Uncle's fault, it's Uncle's fault," Fu Zhengyi murmured, then looked at Mili solemnly, "Mili, you need to know that you are your father, mother, and uncle's most beloved baby. No one can bully you. If you feel wronged, you must come to your uncle, understand?"

Looking into her uncle's eyes, Mili nodded and gradually fell asleep.

After a day of commotion, Mili was really tired and fell fast asleep, tears still glistening in the corners of her eyes.

Holding the child in my arms, he was so light and soft. How could someone be so heartless as to bully a child?

Fu Zhengyi took Mili home to be cared for by the nanny, and then drove with the driver to the kindergarten to settle accounts with that unethical teacher, Ms. Zhang.

In the car, Fu Zhengyi took the time to listen to the recording, and the more he listened, the angrier he became, especially when he heard the sentence "Your mother is dead." Even with Fu Zhengyi's years of self-control, he couldn't help but change his expression.

The secretary and driver couldn't stand it anymore.

How can someone treat a child so harshly and be a kindergarten teacher, especially since Mili's parents were martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country? This teacher Zhang is simply unworthy of being human.

We arrived at the kindergarten quickly.

"Teacher Zhang, this is Xiao Shuyan's uncle." "This is Teacher Zhang, Xiao Shuyan's teacher." Only the two parties and the kindergarten principal were in the office.

Zhang Xiuhua wore a white dress, had an oval face, and curved eyebrows. Her face was the most kind and pleasing to the eye, making her very suitable to be a kindergarten teacher.

However, after listening to the recording, Fu Zhengyi felt that Zhang Xiuhua was a femme fatale, seemingly innocent but actually ruthless.

"Teacher Zhang, could you please explain why my child was so badly injured at kindergarten?" Fu Zhengyi looked at Zhang Xiuhua with eyes like knives, as if piercing through her outward disguise and seeing through her filthy inner self.

“Uncle Xiao, I do apologize for this. I accidentally kicked Xiao Shuyan. But I was bitten by this child for no reason. It was an unconscious action.” Zhang Xiuhua first downplayed her own mistake and emphasized the child’s role.

"This child, and to be honest, seems to be experiencing some stress due to the loss of his parents. I personally think that his tendency to bite people might make him unsuitable to be kept with other children."

Fu Zhengyi, seeing the woman's pretentious act, didn't have time to waste with her and turned on the recorder to play the recording.

When Zhang Xiuhua heard Xiao Shuyan's voice coming from that strangely shaped pen, she realized she was doomed.

"Zhang Xiuhua! How could you say such a thing!" Anyone qualified to be the head of a government-run kindergarten is absolutely beyond the standard. "Xiao Shuyan's father, Regiment Commander Xiao, and mother, Commander Fu, both heroically sacrificed their lives for the country. How dare you insult and bully the children of martyrs like this?" The head of the kindergarten was furious with Zhang Xiuhua. She turned to Fu Zhengyi and bowed deeply in apology. "Secretary Fu, we will definitely handle this matter seriously and give the martyrs' family and children an explanation."

The Party Secretary? The Party Secretary?! Zhang Xiuhua was completely dumbfounded. Even the man on her wish list couldn't beat the Party Secretary. She was finished. She tried to explain, but any explanation was futile in the face of the recording pen.

After finishing her business and resting at home for a few days, Zhang Xiuhua was about to visit Mi Li's friend to express her gratitude.

Fu Zhengyi first took Mili to the Qiao family to thank Qiao Yanzhou for his help to Mili. Then he led Mili to the Lu family.

"I am very grateful to the two children for giving our Mili the voice recorder, which helped Mili escape from her suffering," Fu Zhengyi solemnly thanked Bian Xiao and Bian He.

"This kind of teacher is a disgrace to the people. Luckily, it was discovered in time, otherwise, wouldn't he have corrupted the children?" Lu Mian looked at little Mi Li, thinking of his parents and the child's somewhat timid appearance, and couldn't help but feel pity. "Child, come here, these are our Xiao Xiao and A He, they're like your younger brothers and sisters."

"Hello, Brother Mi Li," Bian Xiao said curiously, looking at Mi Li. Mi Li was wearing a mask (because he had lost his front tooth), revealing only a pair of dark, doe-like eyes.

Bian Xiao was wearing a little dress with sparkling diamonds on the tulle, her seaweed-like hair flowing freely, and her eyes as green as emeralds. Bian Xiao and Mi Li both thought the little brother and sister opposite them were adorable.

"Hello, Xiaoxiao! Hello, Ahe!" Mili really likes Bian Xiao. Bian He has a strong aura, and Mili feels that he doesn't like her as much as Bian Xiao does.

Bian He naturally saw Mi Li's actions, but he didn't care. Recently, he had been reading a picture book about Rogers and Tom's bakery business dispute, which he found very interesting. Apart from the fact that he felt there was nothing wrong with a bakery business, he thought it was not worth fighting over.

"So Teacher Zhang isn't teaching you anymore, is that right?" Bian Xiao asked Mi Li, who was riding another little wooden horse, while riding his little wooden horse.

"Yes, now we have Teacher Liu. Teacher Liu is so nice, she even praises me for being smart." Mili carefully rode on the rocking horse, imitating Bian Xiao's back-and-forth swaying motion, having so much fun.

"That's great! This kind of bad teacher should be kicked out!" Bian Xiao raised his little fist.

The sunlight outside the window shone on Bian Xiao's face, making his round, bright green eyes sparkle like the green gemstone his mother wore around her neck in the photo.

Looking at the girl's smug smile, Xiao Shuyan felt a warm glow spread through his body. He reached out almost unconsciously and gently touched Bian Xiao's face. "Little Xiao, why are your eyes green?"

"Because my mommy is Chinese but my daddy is from the US, I'm mixed race," Bian Xiao explained. She was used to explaining this to others, but she was also a little curious. It was really funny how parents these days named their children "Mi Li" (meaning "rice grain"). Wasn't it a nickname? "Brother Mi Li, your name is Mi Li, that's your formal name."

“No, my full name is Xiao Shuyan, and Mili was given to me by my maternal grandmother,” Mili shook her head.

His maternal grandmother had experienced famine, so she hoped that China would become stronger and stronger and that the people would no longer lack food and clothing. That's why she gave Mili this nickname.

Mili was too young to know, but Fu Zhengyi certainly knew his mother's wish, so it was natural that he would be so angry upon hearing the recording.

"Oh, oh, oh~" That's right, Bian Xiao nodded, "I'll still call you Mi Li, it's too troublesome to call you Xiao Shuyan."

"Okay, little sister Xiaoxiao," Mili blushed a little as she was led by the hand by the pretty little sister to look at a picture book.

Because of Zhang Xiuhua, and because children tend to avoid harm, everyone could sense that Xiao Shuyan was not liked by the teacher, so naturally they didn't play with Xiao Shuyan.

With Zhouzhou included, Bian Xiao became Xiao Shuyan's second friend, and the kind of good friend who helped him get rid of a big bad guy. Xiao Shuyan only hoped to be friends with Zhouzhou and Xiao Xiao for the rest of his life.

When Bian He put down his picture book, he noticed his younger sister and that little rice-headed girl huddled together, whispering something. Suddenly feeling like his sister had been taken away, he quickly put down his book and squeezed between them, asking, "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Shuyan was a little disappointed to be pushed aside by Bian He, but Bian He was Bian Xiao's older brother. Although Bian Xiao was far away, as her older sister, she still took good care of the guest, Mi Li. Soon, the three of them were chatting and laughing together.

While everyone here was laughing and joking, Zhang Xiuhua was in a terrible situation. Her file, which contained the insult to a martyr, stated that her path to a government job had been blocked.

Not only that, such people are subject to thorough investigation to determine if they are spies. It's better not to investigate at all, because once investigated, they are always found out. Although they may not actually be spies, their improper relationships with women are thoroughly uncovered.

Having lost her powerful backer and with a poor record, Zhang Xiuhua, who had experienced the thrill of extravagant spending, was unable to earn money steadily. She was always thinking about hooking up with men again. Occasionally, she would get money from them and squander it on flashy but impractical clothes and bags. She kept going around in circles, achieving nothing by middle age.

She knew she would never find another man if she didn't get married soon, so she carefully selected an honest man who controlled the family finances. After giving birth to a son, she doted on him immensely.

Her son hit a teacher and classmates at school, but she then reported the teacher for discriminating against her son.

The teacher was so angry she cried. The school couldn't expel her, so they had to persuade her to leave. Finally, the government took over and sent her to a juvenile detention center, but they still couldn't straighten this crooked sapling.

Her son has grown up, and she has grown old. Zhang Xiuhua can control her weak husband, but she is helpless when it comes to her son.

Until her son kicked her unconscious, Zhang Xiuhua inexplicably thought of the child from many years ago, whose name and appearance she could no longer remember.

Zhang Xiuhua lay on the ground, the dim light making her feel uncomfortable, and she closed her eyes.