A moment of deathly silence fell over the office.
But the fat woman, looking at the scratches on her son's face, felt resentful. Despite her fierce demeanor, she tried to point at He Sheng, who was being protected by He Yanzhi, muttering obscene words under her breath:
"What's the point of glaring at me? You think you can hit me, a man like you? If it weren't for you ill-mannered brats..."
Seeing that she still dared to point at He Sheng, Guan Wenru suddenly raised her hand and slapped away the fat hand that was pointing at her. Her eyes were so cold they could freeze a person. "Watch your hands! Who are you pointing at! My man doesn't hit women. Try pointing at me again and see if I don't hit you!!"
The fat woman felt pain in the back of her hand and was intimidated by Guan Wenru's imposing manner, so she didn't dare to make another move.
But she wouldn't back down, turning to Guan Wenru and yelling, "Come on! You try hitting someone! You really think you're so tough just because you brought a man? You all condone your son hitting people! Even wearing a military uniform doesn't make you any better..."
"Shut up!" He Yanzhi interrupted her with a cold snort, taking half a step forward. His tall figure exuded a strong sense of oppression; his voice wasn't loud, but every word struck a chord in people's hearts.
"If you're so capable, then try it right here. You're an adult, and you're trying to intimidate a few kids in a school. That's quite an 'achievement'! Stop talking nonsense and tell me your name, your workplace, and your spouse's name and workplace!"
This soul-searching question has a tremendous deterrent effect on ordinary people in this era.
The fat woman's face instantly turned from red to white, and her arrogant demeanor deflated like a balloon punctured by a needle.
Her eyes flickered, and her lips trembled a few times; she was clearly afraid.
But she still stubbornly tried to argue, her voice involuntarily lowering, "Why...why are you being so fierce? It was...it was your son who hit my son first! Look at how you pinched his arm! It's all bruised! I...I'm a mother, can't I even discipline him?"
Upon hearing this, Guan Wenru let out a clear, cold laugh, full of sarcasm. "You shouldn't! My son, even if he's made a mistake, is the school's responsibility, and we parents are responsible for disciplining him! It's not your place to lay hands on him and spew filth here! Who do you think you are?"
After saying that, she ignored the fat woman who was all bark and no bite and the pale-faced male teacher next to her, and immediately squatted down to look at her three sons at eye level, especially her youngest son He Sheng, who was still agitated.
Her tone instantly softened, a stark contrast to her previous coldness. "He Sheng, don't be afraid. Mom and Dad are here. Tell Mom what happened? Why did you get into a fight with your classmate?"
He Sheng, fuming, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at a chubby boy in the corner of the office. "Him! Wang Xiaohu! He deliberately touched the butts of the girls in front of him during get out of class! Several girls were touched by him!"
They were all terrified and crying! I confronted him, but he just grinned and said, "So what if I touched you!" I asked him to apologize, but he pushed me! I... I couldn't stand it! That's why I hit him!
He Sheng is the class monitor and a loyal friend. A twelve-year-old boy is fearless and he can't ignore the fact that his female classmates are being bullied!
So he hit Wang Xiaohu directly, and he wasn't the only one who hit Wang Xiaohu at the time; there were other male classmates as well.
However, he let the other male classmates leave first, and he would take responsibility for the consequences!
He felt he hadn't done anything wrong, so he wasn't afraid!
He just felt wronged. As the homeroom teacher, Teacher Zhang blamed him without even asking what happened, which made him feel disheartened!
He Sheng's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the office.
All eyes immediately focused on the chubby boy who was trying to hide.
The fat woman, Wang Xiaohu's mother, widened her eyes instantly, a hint of panic flashing across her face.
The male teacher who had been taking sides was also stunned, and his expression became extremely unnatural.
Guan Wenru and He Yanzhi exchanged a glance and instantly understood everything.
Guan Wenru's heartache and anger reached their peak!
She stood up abruptly, her gaze piercing like a knife as she looked at the fat woman and the male teacher.
He Yanzhi's face darkened instantly, and the atmosphere around him became terrifyingly tense.
He stopped looking at the fat woman and turned his cold gaze to the male teacher:
"Teacher Zhang, right? Now, please explain why my son, who bravely intervened to stop a female classmate from being molested, became the target of criticism and was almost beaten?"
And you, as a teacher and homeroom teacher, what were you doing at that time? What did you do after my son came to this office? Are you worthy of being a teacher?
Feeling a chill run down Teacher Zhang's spine under He Yanzhi's gaze, she instinctively apologized, "I...I'm sorry, I didn't know about this..."
"What a teacher! You know nothing, yet you let an adult bully my son?" Guan Wenru clenched her fists, wishing she could slap him. "As a homeroom teacher, you bully the weak and fear the strong—you're quite something!!!"
Teacher Zhang swallowed hard, unable to refute it!
Actually, the triplets explained the reason as soon as they arrived... but he couldn't handle Wang Xiaohu's mother, so he thought he should get the triplets to apologize...
Wang Xiaohu's mother suddenly realized what was happening and screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, trying to cover up her guilt with the volume of her voice:
"Nonsense! Completely utter nonsense! You little brat, you're spouting lies! How could my Xiaohu do such a thing! You must have hit him and are trying to deny it! Teacher! Look at him, so young and already full of lies..."
"Shut up!" He Yanzhi shouted in a low voice, instantly drowning out the fat woman's scream.
He didn't even glance at the woman throwing a tantrum; his cold, sharp gaze was fixed directly on Teacher Zhang, whose face was pale and whose forehead was sweating.
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