Transmigrated into a vicious stepmother, striving to raise the little villain

Ye Shu ignored her and was busy frantically messaging her older brother for the principal's phone number. Her brother replied that he had already called and the principal would be coming out to pick her up soon.

Ye Shu: Are you watching a live stream?

Ye Tian: Okay, I'll be there in a bit. Don't start a fight.

Ye Shu: I understand.

Not long after, the principal rushed out. Mo Jingyu and the others strode into the campus with their heads held high and chests out.

At this time, most of the day students had already left school, leaving only a few boarding students on campus.

The principal wiped the cold sweat from his brow, his tone slightly ingratiating, "Um... I wonder what brings Young Master Ye to our school?"

Ye Shu spoke in a friendly tone, but her eyes revealed a firm determination. "I'm looking for a student from your school named Zhang Hang. Could you please ask him to come over?"

When Ye Ye, who was following behind, heard Ye Shu mention Zhang Hang's name, his body stiffened abruptly, his eyes widened in disbelief, his hands hanging at his sides trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his fingers clenched unconsciously.

The next second, a warm little hand gently grasped his hand.

Ye Ye looked down and saw Jiang Yan'an looking at him with a bright smile. Her innocent eyes were like a ray of light, instantly dispelling the fear and unease in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, several more warm little hands reached out and tightly grasped Ye Ye's hand, giving him strength and support.

The group arrived at the principal's office, where Mo Jingyu and the others sat confidently on the sofa, exuding a powerful aura.

Upon hearing the door open, their expressions instantly turned serious, and their eyes revealed a sense of oppression.

Wow, that's an amazing speed at changing one's expression!

To be honest, I was terrified the moment their expressions changed.

As soon as Zhang Hang entered the principal's office, he saw a group of men in black sitting there, all staring at him, and he immediately felt a little flustered.

But when he saw Ye Ye, his expression immediately relaxed, and his tone became playful.

"Hey, isn't this Master Ye? Why did you bring a bunch of bodyguards to save face?"

Mo Jingyu and the others were still wearing sunglasses, so Zhang Hang naturally assumed they were bodyguards hired by Ye Ye.

When Zhang Hang called him, Ye Ye's body trembled slightly; he was extremely nervous.

But feeling the strength from those warm little hands, his gaze immediately hardened, and he just stared at Zhang Hang quietly without saying a word.

Zhang Hang felt annoyed by Ye Ye's gaze, and coupled with being disturbed from his rest, his anger flared up instantly.

"Heh, now that Master Ye has bodyguards, he's got guts. He dares to look at me like that." With that, he wanted to rush forward and teach Ye Ye a lesson.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Shu shouted sternly.

Zhang Hang was startled by the sudden shout and instinctively stopped in his tracks.

He turned to look at Ye Shu and said in an unfriendly tone, "Who are you! What right do you have to tell me what to do? Aren't you just a dog I paid to hire?"

The principal standing next to him was terrified, sweating profusely, his slightly chubby face filled with a look of panic.

He knew in his heart that this was just a small, prestigious school, and none of the people sitting opposite him looked easy to mess with.

If this incident affects your school, then you're doomed.

He was extremely anxious and wanted to step forward and grab Zhang Hang to stop him from saying anything more. But Mo Jingyu reached out and stopped him.

Mo Jingyu crossed her arms, her expression indifferent, her tone calm yet tinged with sarcasm, "Oh, judging by your tone, what kind of precious dog are you?"

Zhang Hang's gaze shifted to Mo Jingyu, his eyes revealing a lewd and malicious glint as he sized Mo Jingyu up and down.

"Master Ye, why did you choose a female bodyguard? But she does have a good figure. You don't actually like this type, do you?"

Mo Jingyu never expected that someone so young could say such disgusting things. She groaned in disgust and said, "Don't talk if you haven't wiped your mouth clean. It's stinking me."

Mo Jingyu's tone was full of sarcasm, like a sharp knife piercing straight at Zhang Hang.

Zhang Hang's smiling face vanished, replaced by a fierce glare at Mo Jingyu. "I've seen plenty of women like you. You just wanted to get my attention so you could get close to my dad, didn't you? You succeeded."

Hearing what the other person said, Mo Jingyu almost slipped on her feet. "I know I'm beautiful, but that has nothing to do with you. Your words are like that lard-topped milk tea, so oily and greasy."

"Are you so oily so that your body won't stick to the pan during cremation?"

Mo Jingyu's sharp words left Zhang Hang stunned.

It took Zhang Hang a while to realize that the other person was saying he was greasy.

He immediately flew into a rage, roaring angrily, "Who do you think you are, daring to talk to me like that? Aren't you just dogs we bought with money?!"

"Can you please stop talking? I feel like throwing up every time you speak. You're more disgusting than the outhouse at my great-uncle's second uncle's house."

Zhao Momo couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to retort.

Lin Yunyuan, standing nearby, added calmly, "No, outhouses can produce biogas. It only produces carbon dioxide waste gas."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Momo burst into laughter, bending over backwards, and Mo Jingyu couldn't help but laugh as she sat back down in her seat.

Ye Shu said coldly, "Principal, you need to bring his parents here, otherwise people will say we're bullying a child."

The principal hurriedly nodded and bowed, then rushed off to make a phone call.

Zhang Hang was so angry that his face turned red, and he kept saying threats, "You still dare to come looking for my dad? You just wait, when my parents come, you're all dead."

Gu Shiqing, mimicking Zhang Hang's tone, said sarcastically, "You're all dead~" The next second, after being warned by Jiang Xing's eyes, he immediately became obedient.

[Wow, I really want to rush in and beat that brat to death!]

[How old is he? His words are so vulgar and disgusting. The way he looked at Sister Yu earlier was truly disgusting.]

[How could there be such a bad kid? He came up to my nephew and threatened him. It breaks my heart.]

[Auntie Xiaoye, give me a hug! My heart aches for you!]

Judging from the child's behavior, his parents must be no good.

[What that boy meant was that many women in his father's life got close to him through him.]

[OMG, if I were the mother, I'd be furious!]

After seeing this child, I find my own son more agreeable.

The live chat was instantly flooded with insults and abuse directed at Zhang Hang and his parents.

The director was also furious and couldn't help but take out his phone to send comments expressing his anger.

From the moment Ye Ye saw Zhang Hang, his mood plummeted, and his hands trembled slightly.

But every child held his hand tightly, giving him endless warmth.

Xie Yifan kindly handed over a piece of candy, and Ye Ye looked at Xie Yifan with a puzzled expression.

Xie Yifan smiled brightly and said, "My mom says that when you're unhappy, eating a piece of candy will make you feel better."

Ye Ye's eyes reddened slightly as he carefully put the candy into his pocket and forced a grateful smile.

Jiang Yan'an held Ye Ye's hand tightly and said firmly, "Brother, don't be afraid. Mom and the others will definitely drive them away and avenge you."

The children's pure friendship gradually calmed Ye Ye down, allowing him to sit quietly and watch this wonderful verbal duel.

At this moment, the fear in his heart had completely vanished.

Mo Weiwei had been quietly observing Ye Ye's emotional changes, and seeing that his condition was gradually improving, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She recalled Ye Ye's frightened expression just now, and her heart was filled with remorse. Her past involvement in school bullying was like a thorn, deeply embedded in her heart.

She knew that the harm she had caused them was irreversible. All she could do now was try her best to make amends.

She thought to herself that if she could, she really wished she could erase their memories of that bad experience.