After her rebirth, she became an unattainable woman.

Chapter 23 Compensation for Clothes

After receiving the 100,000 yuan, Song Qiao looked up at Jiang Ming and said, "While the child is still young, educate her properly. If you don't educate her, she will be harmed by you sooner or later."

Jiang Ming frowned: "Song Qiao, it's just a few sets of clothes. I can afford to pay for them."

Song Qiao was speechless. Jiang Ming was indeed smart, having been a top student in his class since high school, but why was he so confused now? Everyone knows that if you don't educate someone, they'll become a waste of talent, yet he still acts this way?

Song Qiao didn't have time to discuss the matter with him. She simply asked him to take Jiang Xiaoran home, while she stayed behind to negotiate compensation with the teacher.

“Mrs. Jiang Xiaoran, has your husband always thought like this? If so, I suggest you have him find a place to see a doctor.”

Song Qiao looked up at Teacher Zhang, wanting to remind her not to offend Jiang Ming, as he was not a kind person. However, considering that they were now a couple, it would be inappropriate to say such a thing, so she could only smile and say, "I also thought of that, Teacher Zhang. Let's calculate the cost of the clothes first."

Teacher Zhang shook his head and started calling each student's parents, asking them to come to school early so he could talk to them about something.

Half an hour later, the students' parents arrived, and they were all a little confused when they saw the clothes in the teacher's office.

"Teacher Zhang, aren't these my son's clothes?"

"Isn't this my woman?"

"Isn't this my grandson's?"

"..."

The parents all picked up their children's clothes and looked at Teacher Zhang Na.

“It’s your child’s. Here’s what happened: one of the more mischievous kids in our class got paint on your child’s clothes. I see the paint can’t be washed off. The child’s parents are quite reasonable and said they’d like you to calculate the amount and compensate you.”

All the parents' eyes fell on Song Qiao's face, and one parent immediately spoke up: "No need to pay for it, it's just a piece of clothing, the child has plenty of clothes at home."

When one parent said this, the other parents also adopted a haughty attitude, looking at Song Qiao and saying that they didn't need her to accompany them.

Looking at these parents and then at Jiang Ming, Song Qiao saw a stark contrast.

Jiang Ming wasn't like this before. He was a kid from the countryside, but he changed after he went to her father's company and became the project manager.

She didn't know if his change was because of Zhao Xiaoya or because he was now capable; in any case, Song Qiao could no longer see his original self.

“Zhang Yang’s mom, I’ve seen it too. Your son’s clothes aren’t cheap either. You should tell me the price and I’ll transfer the money to you.”

"No need, Jiang Xiaoran's mother, they're still children. It would be wrong of us to take your money."

"I want this money! Transfer it to me."

The speaker was Wang Zihao's mother. Her eyes were unfriendly as she said, "This isn't the first or second time Jiang Xiaoran has done this. She's destroyed my son's toys and things several times. I'm going to teach her a lesson."

Wang Zihao's mother was right, and Song Qiao didn't feel anything was wrong. She nodded and said, "Parents, Wang Zihao's mother, please accept the money. This makes me feel less guilty. I haven't disciplined my child well enough. I'll make up for it!"

Teacher Zhang sat to the side watching each parent interact with Song Qiao without saying a word. She kept thinking about Jiang Ming's attitude earlier, and she believed that Jiang Ming's thinking was really unhealthy.

"Then transfer it to me. I just bought my daughter's clothes two days ago, and they cost over 300 yuan!"

The person who said this was Zhang Ting's mother. She was a beautiful stay-at-home mom who didn't work and usually stayed home to take care of her child. Song Qiao sometimes chatted with her.

Okay! I'll scan your payment code.

Jiu Xun scanned Zhang Ting's mother's phone with her phone. While taking the money, she explained, "If her grandma sees this dress, I'm afraid she'll nag me again if I don't take it back."

“I understand, Zhang Ting’s mother. It was my child who caused this trouble, so she should take responsibility.”

“Mother Jiang Xiaoran, the child is still young. Please educate her properly so she won’t be difficult to manage when she grows up.”

Zhang Ting's mother eventually gave Song Qiao some advice.

"I understand. I will definitely educate him properly when I get home."

The grandfather of a child named Zhou Xing also received money. Song Qiao looked at everyone and reminded them again: "Anyone who hasn't paid yet, don't feel embarrassed. You have to pay for the damage. This is a principle that has been followed since ancient times."

“My child doesn’t need it anymore; the clothes have been worn for a long time.”

"I don't want mine anymore!"

"We don't want ours anymore."

Song Qiao counted and found that eight people did not want her to compensate them. Looking at everyone, she said, "How about this, I'll arrange a room for you tonight. Parents who don't want to compensate us can bring their children and we can have a get-together."

"forget it!"

"No need for all that trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qiao said to everyone again, "If you don't give me this opportunity, I will always feel that I am failing as a mother. I should go."

The eight people looked at each other and finally agreed: "Let's go then. It's really nothing serious, just a piece of clothing."

Taking the opportunity, Song Qiao said, "It's just a piece of clothing, and this is my stance. My child damaged your child's things, so you should compensate me. This is to teach my child a lesson."

Since everything was already agreed upon, Song Qiao looked at Teacher Zhang Na and said, "Teacher Zhang, my daughter has been causing you trouble time and time again. Why don't you come with us?"

“Mother Jiang Xiaoran, I won’t go. It’s only right for me, as a teacher, to do these things.”

After saying this, Teacher Zhang Na stood up from her seat and sighed: "Sigh! Everyone has seen Jiang Xiaoran's mother's attitude. Everyone should go back now. I have to go teach my child now."

Song Qiao understood. Teacher Zhang's sigh was because her reasonableness had led her to find someone as unreasonable as Jiang Ming, it also reflected her helplessness towards Jiang Xiaoran, and her own frustration at being in the position of a teacher.

All the parents left the teacher's office. Song Qiao spotted a nice hotel, "Dongyue Hotel," and told everyone the room number.

"Everyone must come. I'll be waiting for you in room 309 of the hotel at 6 PM."

The parents left satisfied, and Song Qiao called Jiang Ming as she walked out of the school gate.

"How did it go? Did they collect the money for the clothes?"

"Two-thirds of the parents accepted the money, and one-third didn't. I need to treat those parents to a meal to apologize!"

"Song Qiao, are you crazy! Why invite them to dinner? If they don't accept, it just means their child's clothes aren't worth much."

"We'll hire them even if it doesn't cost much, because half of the parents here have complained about Jiang Xiaoran, saying that she's bullied other people's children a lot."

When Song Qiao insisted on inviting him, Jiang Ming said, "Do whatever you want, I don't care anymore!"

Hearing this, Song Qiao was so angry that she wanted to ask why her daughter was being blamed for everything.

"In that case, I'll treat them by myself. You can cook for Xiao Ran. I'm not going home."

Jiang Ming thought for a moment and decided that he would bring Jiang Xiaoran along since he was having dinner with Zhao Xiaoya that night.

"Okay! Go by yourself."

After Song Qiao ended the call, she suddenly remembered that Teacher Zhang Na had mentioned that one student's parent hadn't arrived yet—Tong Yao's mother.