He Xuan came in to call her dad to dinner, but it looked like dad wasn't very keen on eating right now.
Moreover, he wanted to hit someone.
"..." He Hongtao saw his daughter shrinking like a little mouse and quickly hid the anger on his face, smiling lightly as he gestured with his hand, "Just a moment."
"Mhm, mhm, mhm." After He Xuan nodded several times like a pecking chicken, she closed the door and left.
He Hongtao, on the other hand, continued talking to Chen Yuan over the phone.
Clearly, Chen Yuan on the other end was just as intimidated by the thunderous rage as his own daughter was.
"Principal He... are you okay?" Chen Yuan asked with concern.
I'm fine, I'm very good.
Except for wanting to chop up Zhang Jianjun, mince him, and finely slice him into a meat sauce.
This son of a bitch, I treated him like a friend, but he took me for a fool.
Directly poaching people from my school, huh?
Damn, resuming his old tricks, is he?
