Chapter 61 Lower Class
Tu Yao was not afraid at all. She raised her head and said, word by word, "It's better than stealing food and not admitting it."
The expressions of everyone around changed.
Several teachers, looking panicked, quickly stepped between the two.
Teacher Hong gestured with her eyes: "Hurry up and go! Little girl, don't talk nonsense!"
"I'm not leaving." Tu Yao's eyes were calm. "Our Fatty didn't do anything wrong, so he doesn't need to leave, nor will he accept punishment!"
Seeing that Tu Yao didn't move, he urged Ding Dapang, "Dapang, isn't this your sister? Take her away quickly!"
Big Fatty looked up at her. Tu Xiaomao, who had shed her usual carefree attitude, now seemed like a stubborn and earnest warrior to him, which inspired him with boundless courage.
So he bravely shook his head.
"Teacher, I really didn't eat his food. He ate my rice cake. If Xiao Mao doesn't leave, I won't leave either."
Wei Tai laughed angrily, turning away from the other teachers, "Little friends, I didn't pursue your slander against our Zesheng yesterday because I saw that your family was in difficult circumstances."
"Seeing that you've never had pizza before, I specially asked the family chef to make one for you."
"I never expected you to be so unrepentant and ungrateful!"
Wei Tai's eyes were filled with mockery: "As expected, the lower class is just the lower class."
She glanced at Tu Yao's floral dress and said, "She dresses in a low-class way, and she lives a low-class life too."
Da Pang's face turned deathly pale instantly, and her eyes welled up with tears. Yesterday... she said the same thing about her mother...
The cameraman came over with his lens and captured this sentence perfectly.
The live stream room immediately became lively.
【What the hell?! What kind of nonsense is this?! It woke me up this morning.】
What does "inferior" even mean? How many years has it been? Are there still people living before the founding of the People's Republic of China?
The live chat was instantly flooded with a barrage of curses and insults.
The teachers looked at each other awkwardly. Teacher Hong felt sorry for her. Even an adult like Big Fat Mom couldn't stand such words yesterday, how could a little girl bear it?
He couldn't help but advise, "Young lady, you should take Big Fatty with you and leave. Don't make things up without evidence."
The live stream also contained several differing opinions.
However, from the wealthy woman's perspective, it's somewhat understandable. Putting aside her arrogance and verbal issues, she seemed to have observed proper etiquette.
Yes... what they said was harsh, but my sister didn't have any concrete evidence, did she?
At this moment, Tu Yao lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time, as if she had been frightened.
Not far away, Tu Chaoxi looked grim, while Nan Ke remained expressionless, though his hands were clenched tightly. Almost simultaneously, they took a step forward, ready to rush over.
They were stopped by Xu Chi again.
Tu Chaoxi said angrily, "Why are you stopping us?! Can't you see my sister being bullied?!"
Xu Chi kept his gaze fixed on the girl not far away.
"Wait a little longer."
Seeing that Tu Yao remained silent, a hint of disdain flashed in Wei Tai's eyes. "Alright, let's call it a day. Since you two are still children, I won't pursue this further."
She bowed slightly, as if instructing, yet also as if threatening: "Young lady, control your temper. Being so impulsive will ruin you."
But the next second, Tu Yao, whom everyone thought was frightened, suddenly looked up, past Wei Tai, and looked at the teachers.
Her gaze was unwavering as she declared loudly, "But I have evidence."
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Before Wei Tai could make a move, Tu Yao pointed directly to the back of the boy's ear, "The evidence is that he has an allergic reaction."
Upon hearing the word "allergy," Mrs. Wei immediately looked at her son. Sure enough, Wei Zesheng had developed several rashes behind his ears. After being scratched a few times, one or two of them had bled and scabbed over.
Wei Tai's voice suddenly became more shrill: "You ate an apple?"
"When did you eat this?!"
"Didn't I tell you not to eat apples?!"
"You're going to be a pianist, an artist, and stand on the world's best stage in the future. How can you have obvious wounds on your body?!"
She whispered, "Putting aside the top-tier stage, are you really going to attend Mr. Cormier's interview with these injuries? It will affect your performance! And it will also implicate your brother!"
Wei Zesheng was visibly flustered, opening his mouth and stammering, "I...I..."
He exclaimed urgently, "I didn't eat any!"
Why would I have an allergic reaction if I didn't eat anything?
As if his carefully cultivated work of art had been given a sudden flaw, Wei Tai's expression became somewhat anxious.
He immediately took out his phone and called the housekeeper.
The butler replied respectfully, "Madam, there have never been any apples in the house. I have checked every single food that the young master has eaten."
Several teachers realized the seriousness of the matter and quickly explained, "Mrs. Wei, we have instructed the cafeteria that there will be no apples at school this month. I guarantee that Zesheng has not eaten any apples at school."
Wei Zesheng's eyes were already red: "Mom, I really didn't eat it, I don't know why I was allergic."
Wei Tai was extremely anxious: "Then what exactly happened?!"
Tu Yao suddenly said quietly, "He didn't eat the apple, but he did eat the rice cake I made for Da Pang."
"Rice cake?"
Everyone then remembered that the topic had just been whether the two children had stolen food.
Teacher Hong asked in confusion, "...What does this have to do with rice cakes?"
Big Fatty had completely changed from his earlier sadness and was now bursting with excitement. He immediately raised his hand to explain, "Because Little Mao put apple puree in the rice cakes he made!"
"Of course he would have an allergic reaction after eating rice cake."
"How could this be! Zesheng, it's impossible..."
Wei Tai blurted out that he didn't admit it, but when he glanced at his son beside him, he couldn't say the rest of his sentence.
At this moment, Wei Zesheng covered the back of his ears, his eyes darting around, not daring to look at her.
The entire room suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
The live stream chat was flooded with comments.
【Wow! So that young master really did steal some food?! ???】
[I'm laughing so hard, of course! And this Mrs. Wei has already ruled out all possibilities of her son eating the apple, so she can't even argue anymore.]
[That felt so good! The more frustrated I was just now, the better it feels now! You're awesome, girl!]
Mrs. Wei clutched her handbag in shame and anger, but she absolutely could not admit her son's mistake in front of so many people.
Her son must not have any stain on his reputation!
So she calmly said, "Let's put the rice cake thing aside for now, let's talk about the pastry first..."
Before she could finish speaking, Tu Yao immediately interrupted her: "If you can prove that Da Pang stole your pizza, we will apologize."
"But I have just proven that he ate the big fat rice cake."
Tu Yao tilted her head back, showing not a trace of guilt or fear, and said:
"So, now it's your turn to apologize to Fatty!"
Wei Tai stared at her, remaining silent for a long time.
A rustling sound gradually came from the surroundings, and before they knew it, a lot of people had gathered at the school gate.
In Wei Tai's eyes, most of the parents were simply dressed, from the lower classes, attending a parent-teacher meeting where they would never stand on the same level as Wei Zesheng, even if they studied hard all their lives.
After scanning the room, Wei Tai suddenly chuckled and looked at Tu Yao with a condescending air: "But young lady..."
"Our Zesheng will never have to apologize to anyone in his/her life, do you understand?"
Tu Yao was taken aback.
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