"Dad, how can you lie with your eyes wide open?" Fu Yanjie froze for a few seconds, then grew anxious.
"Yanjie, you are too much. You didn't do your holiday homework and now it's your dad's fault?"
Fu Yanjie felt like vomiting blood.
His dad was too much, how could he throw his son under the bus like this?
He wanted to say something else, but Fu Xinghan hung up the phone on the pretext of being busy.
Given a standoff between parent and son, the class teacher naturally chose to believe the parent.
Therefore, he glared at Fu Yanjie unfavorably: "You are also lying and slandering your parents.
On top of what I just mentioned, copy 'Pipa Line' twenty times."
"No, teacher!" Fu Yanjie let out mournful howls, then turned to Jiang Xu with a plea in his eyes.
Jiang Xu pretended not to see it.
Sorry, we're not familiar.
In desperation, Fu Yanjie despaired hard.
So miserable.
Today, Fu Yanjie wouldn't think of going home until eight or nine at night.
