Chapter 370: Chapter 334: Tell Him Who Your Dad Is
Jin Xiaojun’s mother paused her pecan-snacking and eyed the elegant-looking woman approaching her.
She summed up in four words: Young and beautiful.
"Are you Jin Xiaojun’s mother?" Gu Qili was blunt, her tone cold and harsh, a stark contrast to her gentle and amiable face.
Mu Qinian blinked her large eyes, uncertain what Gu Qili was up to, and quickly followed behind her.
"Yes, that’s me." Fu Mei’er arched her eyebrows. Her stocky build and triangle-shaped eyes gave her a fiercesome appearance. Just like her, Jin Xiaojun was a hefty boy.
Looking at Fu Mei’er, Mu Qinian shrank behind Gu Qili, recalling the term "tigress" often seen on TV.
"I am Mu Qinian’s mother." Gu Qili’s icy gaze fixed on the palpably unsettled Fu Mei’er, "Regarding the matter of your son injuring mine, I expect an explanation."
As soon as Fu Mei’er heard this, she scoffed, "You just want medical expenses, right? Tell me how much, the Jin Family can afford it."
"Do you think you can solve it by just paying some medical expenses after hurting someone?"
"What else do you want then?"
"Under the laws of Aus City, as Jin Xiaojun’s legal guardian, you must bear civil liability for the tort. Aus City takes the protection of minors very seriously. For acts like Jin Xiaojun’s, it’s common for the adults to be detained. Mrs. Jin, do you really think a bit of money is enough?" Gu Qili spoke calmly but firmly, like pearls falling onto a jade plate.
"I don’t want my mom to go to jail." Jin Xiaojun hurriedly hugged Fu Mei’er’s leg and burst into tears.
Quickly consoling her son, Fu Mei’er said, "Don’t listen to her nonsense, she’s just trying to scare us for money. Don’t worry, your dad is very wealthy."
After saying that, she provocatively glared at Gu Qili: "How much money do you think we can’t compensate? Stop using the law to scare people."
Gu Qili raised an eyebrow: "And Mr. Jin is?"
"You might not know this, but our family’s Mr. Jin is called Jin Sanli." As she mentioned this name, she puffed out her chest with pride.
Gu Qili pulled out her phone, saying with a salty tone, "Sorry, I’ve never heard of him. Let me check."
Fu Mei’er’s face darkened, mumbling to herself about ignorance.
"Oh, I found it. Jin Sanli, the general manager of Jinli Company, which mainly produces hotel supplies, a company that successfully went public this year." As Gu Qili spoke, Fu Mei’er scoffed, "You know now, right?"
She looked down with contempt at Mu Qinian, who was hiding behind Gu Qili. Not knowing where this wild child had come from, she thought he was out of place in such an upscale kindergarten. His parents were never seen, always an old man dropping off and picking up; even if his family had some money, he was probably an unwelcomed illegitimate child or something - why else would he be given so little attention?
"Mu Qinian." Gu Qili pushed Mu Qinian, who was behind her, forward and rested her hand on his shoulder. "Tell this lady, what is your father’s name."
Mu Qinian didn’t know what medicine Gu Qili was selling, but he honestly answered: "Mu Shuoqian."
He never usually mentioned his father, and the few who knew of his family were only the headmaster and teachers; Mu Shuoqian never attended parent-teacher conferences and rarely picked him up, so almost no one knew who his father was.
Hearing this name, Fu Mei’er’s face turned even uglier than before.
Gu Qili continued, "Now tell this lady, what is your grandfather’s name."
Finding the situation quite interesting, Mu Qinian’s voice rose a bit, "Mu Haotian."
In Aus City, the names Mu Shuoqian and Mu Haotian were described as "household names"—the common folk might not know,
"Jin Xiaojun, apologize to Qinian right away." Fu Mei’er quickly changed her demeanor and pushed her son in front of Mu Qinian: "Hurry up, apologize."
"Why should I apologize? I broke his head last time, but he made my nose bleed, and I was bedridden at home for days." Jin Xiaojun was defiant.
"Stop the nonsense. If I tell you to apologize, you apologize." Fu Mei’er was frantic and slapped Jin Xiaojun on the head; he started crying out loud.
While crying, he turned to Mu Qinian and said, "Sorry, wuu, I’m sorry."
Hearing this, Fu Mei’er immediately smiled, "Mrs. Mu, you see, my son has apologized. About the medical expenses, just name your price, I’ll compensate, I’ll compensate in full."