Both children seemed as if they were about to cry from fright, shaking their heads desperately, then turned to glance at Wang Zichen. Wang Zichen was preoccupied with looking for his mother. Seeing this scene, the homeroom teacher was very troubled and shouted loudly.
"Enough! As an adult, what kind of ability do you think it is to bully two children? The incident happened such a long time ago, it's normal for the children to not remember clearly."
"So this is the reason you, as a homeroom teacher, did not investigate properly and chose to believe just one side of the story from two children. Then, your role as a homeroom teacher is far from qualified." An Lan scrutinized the homeroom teacher.
The homeroom teacher's face turned red and his neck bulged, like an infuriated rooster, arguing illogically, "We found one hundred yuan in Feng Chaoyang's backpack, doesn't that prove it?"
"Hah?" An Lan laughed as if she had heard some kind of hilarious joke.
