"Oh, Wendy. You've always been the more understanding daughter. You know how hard your father and I work for this family. You never make such inexplicable demands like Melody," cooed Helen. "I'm sure Melody will understand when she grows up," said Wendy.

After that, the three of them resumed their harmonious mealtime. The scolding directed at Melody seemed to vanish into thin air.

Only Melody kept her head down, unable to eat. She was treated like a bad daughter just for saying she wanted to transfer school. She had done nothing wrong, so why should she endure a class that bullied her? Her parents did not even bother to ask why she wanted to transfer. Moreover, she had never once complained whenever they moved her around.

When Wendy did not want to transfer schools, they would go to great lengths to arrange everything for her, ensuring she had a good place to live and study. Later, when she regretted it, they immediately enrolled in a new school for her in their area.

Thus, how did it become Melody the spoiled one when it came to her turn? Melody did not know why she had to endure all this; she just knew it had become the way things worked in their family. Melody's grievances did not matter; only Wendy's grievances had. Eventually, Melody transferred schools because she had received too many demerit points from the school, so her parents had no choice but to transfer her to another school.

Why did she receive the demerit points? Well, she fought back against whoever bullied her. Melody might not have been stronger than them, but every time she fought, she was like an angry little wolf. She ignored all the punches and kicks that landed on her and threw everything she had at her bullies.

Melody's bullies became intimidated by her. However, the more she fought back, the more they portrayed her as the aggressor, claiming that Melody was violent toward her classmates. As a result, Melody was transferred due to disciplinary action.

Naturally, her parents did not hesitate to criticize her severely when she was brought home due to this embarrassing punishment. Melody vaguely remembered being locked in her room without food for one day. It was only after she admitted she was wrong that her mother finally allowed her to come out.

Melody was growing rapidly and feeling hungry all the time. Her mother sat across from her, watching her gulp down the food hastily, occasionally reminding her to mind her table manners.

Melody swallowed her food in big bites until she felt her stomach was no longer empty, then slowed down and began to eat more slowly and carefully. Finally, she could not help but ask Helen, "Mom, am I not your daughter? Why haven't you asked me why I beat up my classmates?"

Helen was stunned by Melody's question. She had not expected such a question to come from her own daughter. The next moment, she suddenly covered her face and burst into tears.

"Of course, you're my daughter. It's precisely because you're my daughter that I can't let you go down the wrong path! No matter what the reason is, it's wrong for you to resort to violence. Do you know how busy your father and I are? Do you know how humiliating it was for us to be called to the principal's office because of you?"

"Oh."

In the end, her mother never asked her why she resorted to violence against her bullies, nor did she think just how much a petite girl like her could hurt them.

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