Xie Ziyue's brain was buzzing from the slap. At the same time, she was shocked by Mrs Ren's fierceness and took a step back in fear. "I-I didn't…"
"You didn't!?"
Mrs Ren grabbed Xie Ziyue's hair and slapped her left and right as if venting her anger. "Was it your idea, you little vixen?! If you didn't instigate him, would my son have done such a thing?!"
Now that she knew that the man beside Pei Yunge could not be provoked, Mrs Ren only dared to bow down to him and trample on her.
Fortunately, the form teacher went up and pulled her back quickly. Her face was even scratched by Mrs Ren.
As for Xie Ziyue, her fair and clean face was already swollen and the wound was oozing blood. Her crying appearance looked even more pitiful.
Seeing this, Pei Yunge's eyes were void of temperature as she glanced around indifferently.
"Master Du, what do you think…"
