"Really? Your homeroom teacher seems pretty good. Could it be just your side of the story?" Ye Qingqing asked skeptically.

She had met the homeroom teacher a few times and didn't think he was such a heartless snob. She felt that Wuchen might have been emotional or exaggerated.

"You're blind!"

Wuchen rolled his eyes in annoyance, and Ye Qingqing angrily smacked her chopsticks again, thinking, "You brat, you have no manners!"

"Try knocking again, don't think I'm really afraid of you... I..."

Wuchen jumped up in anger, covering his head and roaring, but before he could finish speaking, Lu Mo easily lifted him up by the back of his collar, leaving him hanging in mid-air, kicking his legs wildly.

"Kids should be polite. If I hear you say 'I'm your father' again, I'll make you eat shit!"

Lu Mo spoke calmly, his expression also very composed, but it sent a chill down Wu Chen's spine, and she involuntarily went limp. Of all the people in the family, Lu Mo was the one she feared the most. She couldn't beat him in a fight, and she wasn't afraid of this man named Chongchong either, so she could only submit.

"knew."

Wuchen responded in a muffled voice.

"What should we call her then?" Lu Mo had no intention of letting her off easily. This child was unruly and would start climbing on the roof if he didn't discipline her for three days. He had been busy with work these past few days and hadn't had time to discipline her, and this girl was about to fly away.

Wuchen looked at Ye Qingqing with a sullen expression, pouted, and after dragging it out for a while, he finally succumbed to Lu Mo's clutches and obediently called out, "Sister."

"good!"

Ye Qingqing deliberately patted her head, like petting a puppy. Wuchen dared not speak out in anger, and only then did Lu Mo put her down. "Speak properly!"

"oh!"

Wuchen sat up straight and spoke properly, his eyes lowered and obedient. Ye Qingqing winked at Lu Mo; her man was truly amazing, managing to tame this unlucky boy so well.

"Anyway, I wasn't lying. That old hag... that He Baihong doesn't deserve to be a teacher," Wuchen said sullenly. He Baihong was the homeroom teacher's name.

Ye Qingqing frowned. It sounded like this teacher was really not good, just like Tang Yuanyuan's previous homeroom teacher. Many teachers are actually quite good. Teachers like Lin Shufang don't have prejudice against good or bad students, and even care more about the bad students, often taking time to tutor them.

Now, most of the students who visit Lin Shufang during holidays are those who were not good students, but many of them are doing quite well and respect Lin Shufang. A teacher like her deserves respect.

But no matter the industry, there are always a few bad apples that tarnish the integrity of the entire industry, such as Tang Yuanyuan's former teacher and Wuchen's current homeroom teacher.

Of course, this is all on the premise that what Wuchen said is true.

"Sweetie, have you heard of her?"

Ye Qingqing asked Tian Tian if she should know anything about the school. Wu Chen's school was a public school in this area. It wasn't very big, with about forty or fifty teachers and not many students.

Sweetie nodded. "Teacher He, the class teacher of Wuchen, is quite famous in our school. She is indeed a snob. I have heard many students complain about her, but I don't know the specifics."

Wu Chen was smug and snorted. Now let's see what this stinky woman has to say!

"Even if the teacher is bad, you can't skip class. Look at your grades this semester. You still get 20 or 30 points in Chinese and Math, but your English is all single digits. Are you daydreaming in class?"

Speaking of her unfortunate child's grades, Ye Qingqing was at her wits' end. She hadn't had her own child yet, but she already understood the hardships of being a parent.