For this kind of thing, Bo Jiu has no way to change it.
That's the way she is.
For a long time, she seemed to be unable to remember the Great God.
At that time, she almost went astray.
She didn't understand until she lost someone very important.
In this world, there are too many people who can't tell right from wrong, and they can't bear to be held accountable by one person, but allow the criminal to commit the crime again and again.
They don't care who they hurt, because it's not themselves who hurt them.
They also don't understand the torment of saying it's disgusting but not being aggrieved, and they don't understand what it means to be trampled after being hurt.
When a person does something wrong, no matter how big the matter is, as long as he shows weakness, he will immediately be comforted.
It shouldn't be like this.
Who is the real underdog.
A person who has been persecuted and cannot speak.
Many people can't afford to torment, but go to torment desperately, because they want a fairness.
How many accomplices have stepped on this fairness, making it impossible to raise its head.
Even if there is law, it has not become the strongest weapon.
So, she chose to expose something in this way.
She thought that at the very least, she would have the courage to say no when a girl was being bullied.
That way, the person who likes to lie on her back won't just leave without saying goodbye.
She thinks that at the very least, after a mother defends her daughter's rights, she can get the compensation she deserves, instead of going through thousands of sails and getting malice.
The real culprit is on the loose, and nothing happens.
If it is said that before, Bo Jiu had the idea of wanting to change.
Now, she will not give up this method for anyone, even if it is that person, she wants it very much, really wants it...
Neither of them spoke again.
The atmosphere at the table was not very good either.
No matter how beautiful the roses were, it didn't ease the relationship between the two of them.
Even in the castle, there is some silence.
The old butler was standing there, wearing white gloves, wiping a transparent goblet, his eyes half-down.
Then, he walked over with a red wine bottle in his hand, with an old but natural voice: "Master Qin is very interested in your childhood, maybe you can talk about it, young master."
Qin Mo frowned, but didn't speak.
Bo Jiu raised her eyes: "What happened when I was a child?"
"Yes." The old butler spoke in English: "Young Master Qin has been looking at the photo on the bookshelf for a long time. You can tell Young Master Qin about you and Louis."
Hearing this, Bo Jiu coughed twice, and then said, "It's nothing."
"Are you shy, young master?" The old butler pushed his glasses away, observed the young master of the Qin family who was expressionless on the surface, but his hand holding the wine glass froze for a moment, and continued: "Then I'll get the paper you wrote back then. A diary is more convenient than what you say now."
Bo Jiu: ...
What happened to the butler grandpa?
It seems to always mention her when she was young.
However, if the Great God is really allowed to see the diary.
Will he remember something?
The old butler is also a man of action, and after a while, he brought a book with a sense of age, and handed it to Qin Mo: "Master Qin should really want to know about our young master, what kind of character she is, and what kind of childhood she had. The experience is basically all here, you can take a look."
This is in line with what the old butler said before, what Qin Mo wants to know, you can let him know...