Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Su's mother pleaded with tears streaming down her face:

"Young Master Zhou, I know I was wrong. I will definitely tell the counselor everything honestly."

"I must have been out of my mind to go to school."

The video call rang more than a dozen times. Just as Zhou Yi was wondering if he had made the call at the wrong time, his counselor was in a meeting.

The next second, the counselor finally answered the call.

"Counselor, do you have time now?"

"Let me show you my home."

As Zhou Yi spoke, he switched the camera to the rear camera, and the counselor was immediately greeted by the calm and elegant Chinese-style decor of the living room.

In Luzhou, where land is incredibly valuable, many people still live in houses the size of toilets. But Zhou Yi, holding his phone, merely showed the 200-meter-long revolving living room, which amazed the counselor.

Zhou Yi's phone slowly moved towards the living room. The servants, dressed in uniform, stood respectfully to one side. The counselor's eyes suddenly widened.

There are more than three maids working in just one living room?

I can't even imagine how many servants it would take to clean a villa.

“My grandmother has kept my identity well hidden since I was a child. Before I grew up and was able to take over the Zhou Group, it would be dangerous for me if my identity as the heir of the Zhou Group were exposed.”

"That's why I've never revealed my identity. There have been many people who have impersonated the Zhou family heir, but a fake is a fake, and my grandmother and I don't care about that."

"I just didn't expect that my low-key attitude would make you, teacher, misunderstand that I am a student from a poor family. My family is not short of money, so the government subsidies should be given to those who need them."

"If it weren't for the trouble that Su Qingjiao and her daughter caused this time, I wouldn't have told you my identity so soon."

The counselor slightly tucked his jaw, which had been agape in shock, and listened to Zhou Yi's sincere explanation, which increased his trust in Zhou Yi.

However, we cannot rely solely on one person's opinion.

The counselor said in a businesslike manner:

"I'd like to hear what another person has to say."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi handed the phone to Su's mother, his eyes filled with coldness. If she dared to spout nonsense again, he had ways to make Su's mother regret it.

Although Su's mother was somewhat insensitive in some aspects, it did not mean she was not intelligent.

"Hello."

Looking at Su's mother's messy hair and the tear stains on her face that hadn't been wiped away, the red and swollen handprints on her face were smoothed out by the beauty filter on the video.

The counselor tried his best to ignore the past and greeted Su's mother with a normal expression.

"Should I address you as Zhou Yi's mother or—?"

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly—

Upon hearing the counselor address Zhou Yi as "Zhou Yi's mother," Su's mother trembled with fear and burst into tears.

"Teacher, I am not Zhou Shao's mother. I am just a servant in the Zhou family."

"I was the one who pretended to be Zhou Shao's mother to deceive you before, please forgive me."

"I know I was wrong now, and I will never dare to impersonate Young Master Zhou's mother again."

Su's mother's voice was very loud; even though the counselor didn't put the sound on speakerphone, her wailing still came out loudly from the phone.

At this time, many teachers were already sitting in the conference room, waiting for the dean and other important figures to arrive so that the meeting could begin.

The sound of Su's mother crying and screaming came from the phone. It sounded like a saw cutting wood, so awful that one wanted to cover their ears.

All the teachers in the conference room turned to look at the counselor, their expressions a mix of amusement and pity. In the end, they could only say, "Being a teacher must be really tough."

The counselor quickly got up and left the meeting room. After going outside, he took a deep breath before asking the question.

Are you telling the truth?

Why did you do that?

Su's mother unconsciously glanced at Zhou Yi outside the phone and said fearfully, "I saved Zhou Shao's grandmother, but Zhou Shao still treats me like a nanny and makes me do nanny work."

"So I was momentarily blinded by greed and thought I would make Zhou Shao feel inferior at school and let him taste the bitterness of humiliation."

"I thought that Zhou Shao wouldn't find out about this, but who knew that he would find out in just a few days."

"Waaaaah, I was really wrong."

"Teacher, you must believe Zhou Shao's words. I will never dare to impersonate anyone again."

Zhou Yi stood outside the screen with his arms crossed, listening coldly as Su's mother explained to the counselor, a slight glint in his eyes.

Su's mother's reason seemed a bit weak to others, but it also contained some truth to it.

She went to pretend to be someone else at Su Qingjiao's urging, and Su Qingjiao was the main reason for it.

But as Su's mother said, she felt that she was the Zhou family's savior and should no longer be treated as a servant, but rather as a guest of honor for life.

Su's mother rescued her grandmother from the fire, and Zhou Yi not only covered all of Su's mother's medical expenses but also provided substantial nutritional compensation.

That money was enough to ensure that Su's mother would live a worry-free life for the rest of her life.

However, after receiving the money, Su's mother did not use it to buy a house, nor did she invest it or deposit it in a bank. Instead, it was taken away by Su's father, a rural man who indulged in all sorts of vices, including drinking, gambling, and prostitution.

The counselor listened in shock to the truth revealed by Su's mother.

He truly couldn't believe that someone would actually impersonate a student's parent; this was something that could be discussed online.

What surprised him even more was that Zhou Yi was actually very rich.

The counselor naturally saw the luxurious decoration behind Su's mother on his phone. Although he didn't know much about Chinese-style decoration, he could feel the overwhelming sense of family heritage and majesty from the phone.

"It's not too late for you to recognize your mistake in time."

"I misunderstood Zhou Yi about this."

"Give the phone to Zhou Yi."

With trembling hands, Su's mother handed the phone to Zhou Yi, and the screen turned to show Zhou Yi's face.

The counselor apologized to Zhou Yi with a hint of shame: "Zhou Yi, you've explained it to me many times. I was wrong. I shouldn't have distrusted my student."

"In that case, I will help you return the subsidy to the school."

"After you've dealt with your family matters, hurry back to school."

"Having a good family background is one thing, but don't fall behind in your studies. You'll definitely go further than your teacher in the future."

"Okay, teacher, I have to go to a meeting, so I'll hang up now."

Although the dean hadn't arrived yet, he didn't dare to talk to Zhou Yi until the dean came before going in. After giving a few instructions, he quickly ended the call and returned to the conference room.

"Click".

As soon as the door opened, all the teachers in the conference room turned to look at it, and some were even about to stand up to greet it.

Upon realizing that the visitor was not the dean, everyone quickly averted their gaze.

The counselor smiled apologetically at everyone, then lowered his head and quickly returned to his seat.

The more senior and famous the teachers are, the more they sit in the front rows, while the younger teachers are relegated to the back.

As soon as he sat down, his colleague quietly asked him, "What did you say when you went out?"

“I heard you call out Zhou Yi’s mother.”

"Is it because of Zhou Yi again?"