Teacher Wu was dumbfounded. What was that? was that ... Something a father would say?
He had called Xia Anlan to mediate this difficult situation, not to intensify the conflict. However, how was he supposed to respond to his words?
Mr. Wu's face was dark, and the faces of the commissary in charge of studies and the boy's parents were even more dark. They had a rough idea of what had happened, even though they knew that it was probably their child who had started the conflict.
However, people's hearts were biased to begin with. As parents, they would naturally be more biased towards their own children.
Moreover, their children had been bullied so badly that they could not take it lying down.
The study commissary's mother was at home. The mother and daughter looked quite similar. They both wore glasses and seemed to be refined.
"What are you saying? what do you mean by" hit back "?" Don't you think that your son hasn't bullied my daughter enough?"
