I raised my eyebrows, "He is not my stepson, why should I be generous?"

"But if he were my child, I would directly kill him to rid society of harm."

Qin Lei's mother looked at me as if she wanted to kill me. She angrily pulled up Qin Lei, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "I thought that families of teachers had their own thoughts and wouldn't be led by netizens, but it seems that's not the case."

My dad snorted coldly, "You are all on display for everyone to see. You should believe that the eyes of the masses are sharp."

My mom sighed, "A child's education is very important. He is like this now, and you have a certain responsibility."

I nodded in satisfaction. Fortunately, they are not saints.

Qin Lei's mother's face turned red with anger.

I smiled and said, "Didn't my aunt offer to help last time? You can ask her. She is a good person and will definitely help."

I saw Qin Lei's eyes light up. My dear aunt, will she help this time?

A week later, a video of my aunt delivering food to the Qin family was posted online. She was heavily criticized. Can a person who delivers food to bad people be considered a good person?

My aunt dared not say a word and obediently stayed at home like a turtle.

I posted the video in the group and mentioned my aunt, asking her if she still considered herself a good person.

Everyone condemned her, even her own family scolded her for associating with bad people.

My aunt dared not say a word and silently left the group.

Later, I heard that she fell ill, suffering from severe depression and often self-harming with a knife.