How could this be possible…
Eleven could hardly believe this.
Despite Jiujiu often finding the other children too immature due to his high intelligence and not really enjoying their company, there was no compelling reason for him to hit anyone.
Eleven trusts her son, there must be a misunderstanding!
"Teacher Zhang! I heard that—"
As soon as she walked through the door, Eleven saw Jiujiu standing next to a desk, with Teacher Zhang reprimanding him.
Seeing Jiujiu's small figure, Eleven's heart ached.
Children should be disciplined when they make mistakes, of course, but as a mother, her first instinct was to feel for her child.
"Teacher, I heard Jiujiu misbehaved. Can you tell me what happened?"
"Fang Jiujiu, you're still telling lies? Your mother is at home! Jiujiu's mother, you really need to discipline your Jiujiu properly. I asked him to call you over just now, and he didn't even make a call. He said you weren't home."
