An Lan's voice suddenly turned cold, "That means your school still doesn't know how many teachers are like this. A single unfair teacher, the school can still be saved, but a bunch of them, that's a nest of corruption, beyond salvation."
After she finished, she didn't care about the displeased expression on Teacher Zhao's face and looked toward Wang Zichen's mother.
"Didn't you say if you don't receive an apology, you would expel our child? Please, start your performance, our child's name is Feng Chaoyang, you can call your husband now."
Wang Zichen's mother looked at An Lan as if she were looking at a lunatic. Hesitating for a moment, she glared at An Lan, "You'll regret this!"
"Rest assured, I won't regret it." An Lan's expression was calm, as if she had other moves up her sleeve.
It was only then that Wang Zichen's mother called her husband. After several tries, the call was finally answered, followed by a barrage of scolding.
