Among them, a lavishly dressed woman grabbed her child's arm, "You've come at the right time, we are all discussing how to handle this incident! The children are young and don't understand anything. As their parents, you must provide a satisfactory explanation or don't blame us for taking this to the police station!!"
The teachers had already said that these two children are from the Li family's bloodline, and if anyone dared to discipline the children, they would surely offend the Li family.
The noblewomen all understood in their hearts that they couldn't confront the Li family head-on, so they had to wait and see how the Li family intended to deal with the situation.
Zhu Miaoyue stepped forward, looking at the injured children with concern. Their faces were tear-streaked; the injuries didn't seem severe last time, just some scraped skin and a bit of blood.
She patiently asked, "Children, was it really my grandson Qinqin who hit you?"
