Madam Yan turned her head and called out towards the door, "Yan Jin, come in!"
A moment later, a tall figure walked in awkwardly.
Xie Li immediately recognized him; wasn't this the friend Zhang Jingyang had called over yesterday?
It looks strong, but it's actually as fragile as paper and can't withstand much damage.
Yan Jin was also embarrassed. His head was hanging down to his chest. He didn't dare to look at anyone and just stood silently behind Madam Yan.
The butler's eyes gleamed as he saw the people arrive.
“Young Master Yan Jin went with my young master yesterday. He is also a victim and can testify that it was Xie Li who started the fight and hit the person.”
Just as the housekeeper had persuaded her to stop, Madam Zhang couldn't help but sneer, "With so many people testifying, it's impossible for them to wrong you."
"Who knows?" Xie Li said without changing his expression. "After all, someone who can disguise himself and sneak into the women's locker room to put snakes and rats in my locker cannot be judged by ordinary standards."
"You!" Mrs. Zhang felt her blood pressure rising again.
Madam Yan smiled and said, "So, Xie Li refuses to admit it no matter what?"
She beckoned and pushed her tall, burly son out from behind her. "Yan Jin, you speak for yourself."
The head of the teaching department looked at Yan Jin sternly: "Student, what exactly happened yesterday? I hope you will answer truthfully."
He remembered that this classmate had vehemently denied everything yesterday, saying he knew nothing.
Yan Jin lowered her head, wishing she could disappear into a hole in the ground: "I...I don't know! Xie Li didn't hit me, I don't know anything!"
Good heavens, this is so embarrassing! Why did his mother suddenly come to the school and insist that she was going to cause trouble for Xie Li?
Parents always feel ashamed when they have to get involved in these kinds of things.
Taking advantage of his height and strength, he often helped Zhang Jingyang show off and intimidate his classmates. Yesterday, Xie Li scared him so much that he wished he could keep his tail between his legs.
Now that things have escalated to the point of having to identify Xie Li in person, how could he possibly have the guts? Does he have a death wish?
Yan Jin was filled with regret; she should never have gotten involved with Zhang Jingyang.
"Teachers!" Madam Yan stared intently at her son for a long while, then suddenly turned to the teachers and said, "I strongly suspect that my son has been intimidated by someone!"
Xie Li: "That's ridiculous. Your son says he didn't hit you, but you, who weren't even involved, insist that he did."
She turned to the teachers and said, "Teachers, I also strongly suspect that these people are working together to frame me."
"Nonsense!" Madam Zhang roared.
"With your eloquence, who else could it be but you? Look at any student or junior, who would be as disrespectful to elders and talk back to teachers and seniors as you?"
"Auntie, get this straight!" Su Ying, who had been silently eavesdropping outside, couldn't hold back any longer and kicked the door open.
“You’re yelling like a madwoman, I think you’re the one with the problem! You’ve been saying your son is injured, but tell me where he’s injured? We saw him with our own eyes yesterday, he’s perfectly fine!”
He pulled Yan Jin out of the way. "Also, you said he was beaten, did he admit it?"
Su Ying put her hands on her hips and said to the head of the teaching department, "Teacher, Xie Li is right. These people are slandering us. Linjiang No. 1 Middle School cannot tolerate this!"
Mrs. Zhang was absolutely furious: "Who do you think you are, giving me the right to spout nonsense!"
The dean of students was in a real bind, but these were his own students, and he always protected them. He could reprimand them behind closed doors, but he absolutely could not allow outsiders to scold them.
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