Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

When Ling Feng heard from Wang Chang that Chen Song plagiarized Fengli's poems and got a job and reward, but turned against her, he couldn't help but feel a complicated emotion towards Fengli.

On the one hand, he felt unfair for Fengli. How could such a talented, kind and sincere person be treated so unfairly? On the other hand, he had more respect for Fengli. After such a betrayal, Fengli could still remain calm. Such open-mindedness and tolerance were rare. Of course, Wang Chang had concealed that shameful history.

In the luxurious private room of Jiaqing Hotel, laughter and joy filled the air. The overseas order of Fengli was successfully completed, and the celebration banquet was very colorful.

In the spacious and luxurious hall of Jiaqing Hotel, the lights were bright and the atmosphere was warm. The celebration banquet was going on happily.

Liu Tongguo sat at the head of the table, wearing a neat Zhongshan suit. He didn't like to wear a tie, and his eyes were lively and passionate. He felt that although the banquet was lively, it was a bit monotonous, so he enthusiastically suggested: "Why not have a flying flower order, but this time the flying flower order is different, it is a poem. The so-called poem is like a couplet. I will give the first couplet, then Liu Duan will give the second couplet, Wen Mosheng will give the third couplet, and Feng Li will give the theme in the last couplet. How do you think?"

Liu Duan sat aside, wearing a simple and decent shirt. When he heard his father Liu Tongguo's suggestion, he nodded slightly and showed a confident smile. That smile seemed to hide infinite talent, just waiting to be displayed.

Wen Mosheng was wearing a casual jacket, looking focused and excited, and was eager to take on the challenge.

Feng Li was wearing an elegant dress, sitting there with extraordinary temperament and expectant light in her eyes. It seemed that she was already thinking about how to put a perfect end to this poetry competition.

Everyone was full of anticipation, ready to show their talents in this unique poetry competition.

Fengli's classmates were gathering at the next table. Chen Song, Mingrou, and Zeng Pingping were sitting together. When they heard Liu Tongguo's suggestion about poetry, they couldn't help but sneer. Chen Song curled his lips and thought to himself, "Can Fengli write a good poem? She's just pretending. I don't believe it!"

Mingrou frowned with a look of disdain, muttering to herself, "Humph, is he capable of this?"

Zeng Pingping had a mocking smile on her face, and her heart was filled with jealousy: "Let's see what tricks he can come up with."

However, Ling Feng, who was once the class monitor in the senior year, was different from them. He looked at Feng Li's table intently with an expectant look on his face, thinking in his heart: "Can Feng Li be different today? Maybe, this time he can impress others."

On the other side, a group of female classmates who were jealous of Fengli heard the couplet, but they didn't understand what the first and second couplets were. They gathered together, whispering to each other, looking confused. One of the girls was confused and asked softly, "What exactly is this couplet?" Another girl was also confused and answered in a low voice, "I don't know either, let's take a look first." While whispering, they cast suspicious and jealous eyes at Fengli's table from time to time.

Liu Tongguo took the lead, his eyes shining and he recited with great passion: "I sow all the green, and new life sprouts on earth." In his heart, this is not just a poem, but also a beautiful expectation for this success, as if he saw the seeds of hope taking root and sprouting in his heart.

Liu Duan then smiled and looked at Feng Li with admiration. Her success was the testimony of her hard work. He read out with deep affection: "Three hundred and sixty drops of sweat melted into fertilizer." This poem expressed her hardships and perseverance along the way, and his eyes were full of determination and satisfaction when he looked at her.

Wen Mosheng also paused for a moment to think, then said excitedly: "The four seasons are full of harvest, and thousands of carts are sending goods like the wind." At this moment, his heart was full of pride, as if he saw the joyful scene of returning home with a full load.

Feng Li smiled and said: "Look at the taste of the dish, it's all in the smile." His heart was full of gratitude and satisfaction. Looking at everyone in front of him, he knew that this success was inseparable from everyone's joint efforts.

In the poetry exchange, everyone felt the mutual understanding. The hall was filled with joy and harmony. Everyone had a bright smile on their face, which was the joy of success, the warmth of friendship, and the infinite longing for the future.

Chen Song, Zeng Pingping, Mingrou and a group of female classmates watched Fengli finish her poem and started whispering to each other again.

Chen Song lowered his voice and said with disdain: "It's so simple! Everyone can do this, it's just Pineapple showing off."

Zeng Pingping echoed, "That's right, he makes it seem like he's the best."

Mingrou curled her lips: "Humph, we don't care, what's the big deal."

The other female classmates also started talking about it.

"I think he just wants to be in the spotlight."

"I thought it was amazing before, but it turns out to be so easy."

Ling Feng sat aside, looking at his former female classmates, secretly laughing in his heart.

I thought to myself: "At the beginning, he didn't even know the first and second couplets, and now that he has finished it, he is saying it is simple. How ridiculous."

He couldn't help but say, "You guys, why didn't you say anything when you didn't understand before? Now you can comment on it."

Chen Song glanced at Ling Feng and said, "Squad leader, why are you still speaking for Fengli?"

Ling Feng shook his head: "I'm not trying to help anyone, I just think we should look at it objectively and not belittle other people's achievements at will."

After hearing this, the group of female students stopped talking, but they still had an expression of dissatisfaction on their faces.

Feng Qin had a fangirl look on her face, and she excitedly clapped her hands with the three kids. Her eyes sparkled with admiration, and her voice was full of surprise and praise: "Wow! How can you be so good? This couplet is really difficult, and it takes me at least a long time to figure it out. And you four finished it in less than two minutes! I admire you so much!"

Tuntun, Pianpian and Xiaolaba laughed happily when they heard Feng Qin's praise. The laughter was clear and loud. Tuntun danced and said, "Wow! Grandpa Liu took the lead. I didn't expect that both the handsome dad and the bad dad could make a poem!" Pianpian also shouted happily, "Yes, yes, it's amazing. We want to learn it too!" Xiaolaba jumped up and down with anticipation on his face, "Yes, yes, we want to be as good as you and learn to make a poem!" The three little guys had innocent smiles on their faces, which showed their eagerness for new knowledge.

Ling Feng watched Feng Li take it easy, not showing a trace of panic in front of anything. Many female classmates looked at the class monitor's appearance. They were jealous to death. Feeling very unhappy? So they all made suggestions.

"Why don't we sing some songs to liven up the atmosphere?"

"There are many talented people in our class, many of whom are good at both literature and martial arts. It's nothing great that she can sing foreign songs, we can sing them too!"

Zeng Pingping was already impatient, eager to show off her singing skills in front of the monitor, and waved to the waiter: "Waiter, we want to sing, please bring the remote control and microphone over!"