The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

"I...I didn't sleep with you.

For so many years, even when she was at her most impoverished, and even when she was in the hospital but couldn't even pay for her medical expenses, she didn't sleep with him.

She survived.

The tens of thousands of people present all had their eyes red with sadness.

"we know."

"you have not."

Everyone answered Ming Siyi, but their voices were choked with sobs.

She didn't sleep with him.

In her most difficult time, she stayed true to her kindness.

How to persevere?

They don't dare ask, don't even dare think.

Still can't get serious roles?

Do you rely on being a military substitute to survive?

Are you still getting hurt?

Is the former movie queen constantly serving as a stepping stone for new actors entering the industry?

And the money she gave to the old woman, she didn’t even have much money herself...

What worries everyone even more is...

Ming's mother still refuses to let her go?

Are you still asking her for money?

The answer... is inevitable.

If Ming's mother was willing to let her go, why would she appear here again today?

Ming's mother... is still forcing her!

What happened to that incident of "beautiful woman beating up someone"? They might have been deceived.

As a mother, has Mingmu never asked? No trust at all?

Those who dote on their children and indiscriminately believe that their children are right and others are wrong are certainly hateful.

But this kind of indiscriminate assumption that one's own child is wrong and others are right... seems too scary.

Everyone looked at the figure kneeling on the stage with red eyes.

"She actually has the nerve to be here."

"Not only do you have the face here, but you also have the face to kneel down. This is an acting addiction. I really feel like a loving mother."

"She must be thinking about killing Ming Siyi. This kind of person is so disgusting!"

The yuppie man has an elegant accent but a cold tone.

"Auntie, why don't you get up?"

Ming's mother's face turned red and white, and it took a long time before she spoke in a low voice, her voice like a gnat.

"Can you give me a hand?"

It's not that she doesn't want to get up, it's that her knees are stiff and she can't get up!

There was a burst of boos in the audience. Their eyes were still red, and they looked at Ming’s mother with deep disgust:

"I, Cao, am so disgusting, and I still continue to act."

"Can't you just get up quickly? Do you really think others will sympathize with her?"

"That's right! I want to puke when I see her pitiful face!"

Only the loudest ones at the front can make these voices visible to the people on the stage.

But the disgusting expressions on their faces disappeared as before.

For this woman who almost ruined Ming Siyi's life, this rotten gambler, this blood-sucking leech, no one would believe her anymore.

Just pretend that she is still pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy.

Ming’s mother’s body was trembling:

"No... I really didn't mean it... Please, I really can't stand up."

The yuppie man chuckled lightly when he saw this, "Do you want me to help you, or do you want money to help you? Can you get up without a hundred thousand?"

The entire stadium burst into laughter.

It was mocking laughter.

My heart is sour.

Yes, without one hundred thousand, can Ming’s mother get up?

At that time, Ming Siyi only gave her 40,000 yuan, but Ming's mother not only knelt down, but also kowtowed.

Ming's mother froze and knelt on the spot.

The yuppie man laughed again, "By the way, I almost forgot... you can't get up even if you have one hundred thousand dollars. Five million a day can probably satisfy your standing requirements, right?"