Chapter 2 A Strong Slap
A minute later, Xu Zhe'an and Jiang Yun appeared in the office.

The other teachers' classes were on other floors, so they arrived at the classroom two minutes early. Only the head teacher Yang Minghui stared at the two of them in disbelief.

"Teacher Wang just said that you two were being affectionate in class?"

Xu Zhe'an felt very close to the old smoker's voice when he heard it, and wanted to get closer to him:
"Teacher Yang, this is all a misunderstanding. Jiang Yun doesn't look like someone who would allow me to touch her face casually. She really did have something on her face, and I was just helping her."

Yang Minghui nodded thoughtfully, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Xu Zhe'an, we haven't been able to contact your parents. They said they were on a business trip. Jiang Yun's parents are on their way."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Jiang Yun's remaining calmness disappeared, replaced by panic.

In Xu Zhe'an's impression, this is indeed the case. The head teacher is impartial and fair.

But the difference is that although he was lazy in his previous life, he never did anything that would cause his parents to be called to the police station.

"Teacher Yang, please don't. Can I write a self-criticism? All the mistakes are my fault. It really has nothing to do with Jiang Yun."

"Teacher Wang is very angry, and the entire office knows about it. At this critical juncture, how big of an impact will your story have if it gets publicized?"

Yang Minghui sighed.

"Just because you two are the top two in the class, we can't condone you. The students who were previously disciplined will feel unbalanced. It's not advisable to favor one over the other. We should treat everyone equally."

These well-reasoned and well-founded remarks left Xu Zhe'an speechless. He tried his best to take the blame but to little avail.

Jiang Yun lowered her head, her profile looked slightly pale, beads of sweat covered her forehead, and her hands were tightly grasping the hem of her clothes, she was very nervous.

Because the head teacher was next to him, Xu Zhe'an couldn't even pass him the tissue.

Jiangcheng is already a furnace in May. I don’t know what this girl is thinking. She wears long-sleeved school uniform all year round.

No matter how I asked her in her previous life, she wouldn't tell me. Even in college, I never saw her wearing short sleeves.

Could it be that the parents are very strict?
Xu Zhe'an guessed at various possibilities and felt a bad feeling in his heart.

It was like an hour before the car accident, I did have a premonition and felt chest tightness and shortness of breath in the office.

I don't believe in these so-called theologies, but what is happening before my eyes can be described as magical.

Time passed minute by minute, and the originally quiet office was broken by the sound of high heels in the corridor.

Every time a sound was heard, Jiang Yun's hands would tremble.

The footsteps stopped at the door, followed by a knock.

Yang Minghui crossed his legs, stood up and opened the door.

"Jiang Yun's parent, right?"

"Teacher Yang, I'm Liu Fang. Is everything you said on the phone true?"

The woman's cold voice gave the two men, who were facing away from the door, a chill.

"I'm so sorry, I haven't seen you here before. Come in first and let me pour you a cup of tea."

"oh oh."

Xu Zhe'an looked at Jiang Yun worriedly, but she kept her head down.

Then he turned around and looked at Liu Fang again. She was young, beautiful and tall, but she and Jiang Yun didn't look like mother and daughter in any way.

Based on my experience of dealing with many people, I know that this woman is not someone you can easily mess with.

As soon as I put the tea leaves in the cup, there was a crisp "pop" sound.

"Mother Jiang Yun, what are you doing?"

Yang Minghui didn't expect that Liu Fang didn't ask any questions and slapped Jiang Yun directly in the face.

Why bother getting hot water? Xu Zhe'an threw the cup casually and walked over to Jiang Yun to check the situation.

There were five finger marks clearly visible on her face, but she tried hard not to shed tears.

"Aunt Liu, I was wrong in this matter. Why did you hit Jiang Yun?"

Yang Minghui followed Xu Zhe'an's words and raised the same question.

"The child is right. Jiang Yun's mother, I asked you to come here because I care about the child. The main thing is to enlighten her. Hitting her is wrong."

"Teacher Yang, if you can't discipline me well, I will definitely use my own methods." Liu Fang looked indifferent, and she started to fight as if it was a common thing.

"Besides, I'm not her biological mother. Her father filled in the guardianship form."

This sentence hit Jiang Yun's sore spot, and tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped into Xu Zhe'an's palm.

"Auntie, isn't it too hurtful for you to say that?"

"Tsk tsk, what's wrong with what I said being true? It's bad luck that you kept me from playing mahjong. If you want to keep her, then keep her. But if you want to marry her, you have to pay a betrothal gift in exchange for the household registration booklet."

Liu Fang crossed her arms in front of her, her words full of disgust and aversion.

"Teacher Yang, I'll leave first if I have nothing else to do."

Yang Minghui didn't expect things to turn out like this. The most urgent thing was to let Liu Fang leave first, otherwise things would get worse and worse.

"Okay, I didn't do my job well today. Take care, Ms. Liu."

After seeing Liu Fang off, Yang Minghui hurriedly closed the doors and windows.

"Jiang Yun, the teacher apologizes to you. It is indeed because the teacher did not handle this matter well."

Xu Zhe'an looked at Jiang Yun who was still sobbing, and his already limited good impression of Yang Minghui completely disappeared.

He said in a very indifferent tone:
"Teacher Yang, forget about the apology. Give us half a day off so I can take her to the hospital to get rid of the swelling. Otherwise, how are we going to explain it in class?"

"Yes, yes, I have classes later. I'll give you a note of leave."

After Yang Minghui finished writing the note, he took out another three hundred yuan and earnestly said:
"Take the money. Your holiday is until tomorrow. Have a good rest tonight."

Xu Zhe'an only took the leave note to avoid confusion later.

After the two left the office, he took Jiang Yun to a washbasin far away from the third floor.

"Sister Yun, put your hand down and let it cool down first, otherwise it will swell up badly."

"How about going back to class? I have a mask."

"I know you love studying, but it doesn't matter now. I'll take you to the hospital later."

Xu Zhe'an was in a state of confusion at the moment.

In her previous life, Jiang Yun never mentioned her family. It turned out that it was because she had such a stepmother.

No wonder when I first became her deskmate in the first year of high school, I was only concerned with studying and even had trouble greeting strangers.

Fortunately, three years of sitting at the same table with her changed her little by little.

At this point, Jiang Yun no longer insisted and said in a tearful voice:

"Don't laugh at me, and don't blame yourself."

"How could I be that kind of person? I promise you."

After hearing the guarantee, Jiang Yun took her hand away. Her left cheek was swollen.

Hiss, he’s so cruel.

Xu Zhe'an felt very distressed when he saw this, and then he had a guess:

In her previous life, Jiang Yun had agreed to go to Jiangcheng University with me, but in the end she went to the Normal College.

And every time I went to see her in the past four years, she was either working part-time or on her way to work part-time.

The senior jumped off the building for no apparent reason and only left a message for himself.

Could the reason be related to her family?

"Xu Zhe'an, what are you doing? Get in the water."

Jiang Yun leaned down slightly and placed her left cheek directly under the faucet.

"Okay." Xu Zhe'an agreed subconsciously, "I'll roll up your sleeve for you, otherwise it will get wet."

"do not want!"

She immediately stood up and tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Xu Zhe'an only rolled up three centimeters of it and was able to see the secret that Jiang Yun had kept for three years.

 I hope everyone can support me!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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