Xia Zimo stood there gazing at her daughter, and she looked as though she had no intention of holding her back.
The boy's mother was livid when she heard what Xia Qingluo said. But she glanced at Su Yue and Xia Zimo and remained mum.
She pulled her son and nudged him. "Apologize to your classmate and his mother."
The boy was reluctant to, and he dragged his feet unwillingly.
Before he could speak, Su Yue cut across and graciously said, "Forget it, he is just a child who speaks his mind."
"I'm so sorry." The boy's mother looked apologetic.
Although she was rather unwilling, she couldn't put off the apology any longer.
Su Yue smiled and put her arm lightly around Beibei's shoulders. She exuded elegance and graciousness.
The way Su Yue carried herself had already beaten the woman hands down.
