Wang Jing's expression became unnatural. "Don't spout nonsense; nobody replaced your child."
"Our school follows the principle of the survival of the fittest. If your child is not as good as others, it's your own problem."
Chen Fan scoffed, "Then tell me, in what way is our Keke worse than this little fatty?"
Wang Jing was at a loss for words.
The middle-aged woman, who had just been slapped, couldn't hold back her anger and jumped out shouting, "So what if our Zhuangzhuang took over your damn girl's spot?"
"I gave Teacher Wang Jing 200,000 as a gift, if you have the capability, you too should give!"
"It's clear you don't have what it takes, yet you have the gall to stand here asking 'why' with such righteous indignation."
"Why? Because you're poor! Because you come from a small place! Because you don't deserve it!"
Seeing the middle-aged woman blurt out the truth, Wang Jing's face became somewhat unsightly.
But at this point, there was no need for her to hide anything.
