Chapter 17 — Miss Empty Cup

“Whose money was your name as a young lady forged?” 17 Ha Tinh's face turned from white to red, then from red to blue. She looked like she was cornered, her eyes panicked. "Just posting random things for fun." "Who doesn't post some pretty things?" The woman looked at her. "Posting random things for fun?" "You told me to take on more work, saying everyone in the school signed up for expensive courses." "I said the dormitory had to pay for materials." "I also said the teacher asked to buy a set of formal clothes to participate in faculty activities." "Where do those funds go?" Ha Tinh suddenly raised her head. "I don't spend it carelessly." The woman tightened her grip on the old phone. "So tell me, why did your family send you money three times this month?" "The first time one thousand eight hundred." "The second time two thousand." "The third time three thousand five hundred." No one in the office spoke. Ha Tinh's lips moved. "If classmates communicate with each other, you need to spend a lot of money." The woman's tears immediately fell. "I communicate with my classmates at school." "And my father still fixes air conditioners for people at eleven o'clock at night." "His hand was cut by a long metal plate. I was afraid that you would worry so I didn't dare say it." "So what did you post on your personal page? The life of a prestigious lady?" Ha Tinh suddenly screamed as if she collapsed. "Enough." then!" "Why do you have to say these things in front of outsiders?" "Can't you save me some face?" The woman looked at her bewildered. "Face?" "When you take someone else's cup to take a photo, why don't you think about face?" "When you scold others for being poor, why don't you think about face?" "When you criticize your father's job for losing face, why don't you think about his face?" Ha Tinh breathed heavily, tears also falling. But this time she cried not beautifully. The makeup was slightly smudged, the tip of the nose was red, and the lips were trembling. She looked at me, her eyes filled with resentment. "It's all because of you." "If it weren't for you switching to drinking those cheap drinks, I wouldn't be like this at all." I was almost amused by that statement. "So you can't continue to pretend it's my fault?" She pointed at me. "Obviously you know you need those cups." "You intentionally embarrassed me." Dieu Kha couldn't help but say: "That's what he bought." "He wanted to drink it." Whatever." Ha Tinh turned his head to glare at her. "Shut up." The woman slammed on the table. "The one who should shut up is you." Ha Tinh stiffened. This was the first time since entering that her mother was truly angry with her. The woman looked at her, her voice trembling. "I thought you were being bullied at school." "On the way here I thought carefully, who dares to bully you, even if I lose face, I still have to protect you." "But what do you want me to protect?" "Protect you from stealing other people's things?" "Protect you to consider other people's kindness as a joke?" "Protect you to make up stories online that will get your classmates scolded?" Ha Tinh sat back in her chair, her face pale. gray. At this time, the counselor spoke up: "Parents, now Ha Tinh needs to complete the correction and apologize first." "Then the school will base on the level of impact to decide how to handle it." The woman used her sleeve to wipe her tears. "If you need to apologize, you must apologize." Ha Tinh suddenly raised her head. "Mom!" The woman looked at her. "What else do you want?" "Don't you think it's unsightly enough?" Ha Tinh gritted her teeth, in shock. eyes suddenly appeared cruel and careless. "I won't post." "If you post, the whole school will know what your family is like." "They will laugh at you." I looked at her. "Now what they laugh at is not your family." "It's the fake appearance you created by stepping on others." She stared at me. "Of course you say it lightly." "Originally you don't care how others see you." "I

unlike you." "I can't let others know that I'm as normal as you guys." Dieu Kha was stunned by that sentence. On the contrary, I was calmer. "Do you usually lose face?" Ha Tinh laughed coldly. "Of course you lose face." "Without money, without background, without a beautiful profile, who will look at you one more time?" As soon as she finished speaking, Phuong Du's voice suddenly came from outside the office door. "So you think like that." "Ha Tinh suddenly turned his head. Phuong Du stood at the door, holding a paper bag in his hand. Inside were essential oils, silk scarves and some lipsticks that he had previously given him. "These are the things the dormitory manager helped take from your desk." "There are a few things left, you said to put them in the closet." Ha Tinh's face changed. "Who gave you permission to touch my things?" Phuong Du didn't pay attention to her. He looked at the counselor. "Miss, I don't." come to cause trouble." "I just want to get back the gifts I gave, or ask her to directly explain if she transferred them." Ha Tinh suddenly stood up. "Don't be too much." Phuong Du calmly looked at her. "In the secondary account, you said that there are gifts posted online that can still get some money back." "I want to know if the gifts I gave were already sold by you?"