Feng Haidong said righteously, "Therefore, I must clear my son's name."

Lu Wanling wrapped her arms around her husband from behind and gave him a thumbs-up, saying, "Dad, you were great today. You made sure our son wasn't framed."

Feng Haidong put on a smug look and said, "Of course, our son can't be falsely accused."

Seeing her husband's smug expression, Lu Wanling couldn't help but laugh.

However, after laughing, Lu Wanling thought about it seriously again.

Then she glanced back at her son, who was doing his homework in the living room, to make sure he wasn't eavesdropping. Only then did she whisper in her husband's ear, "But you've already cleared our son's name. Why did you make his homeroom teacher apologize to him, especially in front of the whole class?"

Feng Haidong retorted, "What's wrong? Shouldn't the teacher apologize to the child for making a mistake?"

Lu Wanling said, "He should apologize, but he is, after all, the child's teacher. In front of so many students, where does his face as the homeroom teacher go? After this, won't he try every means to make things difficult for my son at school?"

Feng Haidong smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've thought it through. I guarantee that Teacher Yan will not only not make things difficult for our son, but will soon start to like him."

Hearing her husband say this, Lu Wanling looked incredulous and even thought her husband was talking nonsense.

Feng Haidong simply reassured his wife, telling her not to worry and that he would handle the aftermath, without offering any further explanation.

After his son finished his homework, Feng Haidong cooked the crayfish and two side dishes, and the family sat down to enjoy a sumptuous dinner.