Wen Rushuang had been teaching for many years, and she wasn't unfamiliar with unreasonable parents who would blindly defend their children.
But she couldn't believe that a man she had a rather good impression of could harbor such a repulsive mindset.
Unwilling to give up, Wen Rushuang emphasized to Chi He, "I was right on the stage at the time. It wasn't the boy who initiated the provocation; she struck first, completely unprovoked!"
Chi He's expression remained indifferent. "So what?"
"So the whole incident was entirely Chi Yu's fault!" Wen Rushuang stood up in anger. "It's clearly your niece's problem. Why do you act so indifferent?"
Chi He scrutinized the woman standing before him.
She was dressed conservatively and had a rustic style, looking like a mature woman in her thirties at first glance.
However, judging by the condition of her skin, she should be between twenty-five and thirty.
Even at this age, if she lacked sufficient sophistication and experience, she shouldn't be this naive.
"If I may ask, Miss Wen, through what channels did you apply for this job?"
Chi He's gaze wasn't sharp, but even such a seemingly meaningless stare was enough to make Wen Rushuang shrink back.
Forcing herself to remain calm, she tried to conceal her inner panic with a nonchalant demeanor.
"I applied through the usual channels. Mr. Chi, what are you implying?"
She was lying.
Because of the complex internal management of Simu High School, many faculty members had to rely on connections to get in. Of course, their teaching abilities had to be solid as well.
Chi He didn't expose Wen Rushuang's lie, for two reasons: one, it was unnecessary; two, he was certain that Wen Rushuang wouldn't dare to target Chi Yu.
"Yuer has had a rough life since childhood, frequently having to stay in the hospital. As for her studies, I hope Miss Wen can overlook them and not make a fuss. As her guardian, I don't care much about her grades."
Wen Rushuang's lips moved as if she wanted to say that if she was such a hopeless case, she should get out of Class One and not occupy a seat for nothing.
However, under Chi He's intimidating presence, she ultimately didn't dare to voice this thought.
In any case, there was still a considerable amount of time before the college entrance exams, and Wen Rushuang would do everything in her power to expel this troublesome girl, Chi Yu, from Class One.
"What's the name of the student who had the conflict with Yuer today?"
Is he planning to compensate the student?
"That student was recently transferred from Class Seven; his name is Jin Yao."
Chi He wasn't the least bit surprised to hear this name.
Perhaps the boy hadn't been beaten enough at home. Chi He felt it necessary to contact Jin Yao's parents and enforce some family discipline.
"He is Yuer's plaything, free for her to manipulate. I hope, Miss Wen, you won't make a fuss over it next time."
As if he hadn't seen the astonished look on Wen Rushuang's face, Chi He added, "Of course, if he happens to hurt Yuer, you should inform me, and I will personally deal with him."
Wen Rushuang was too shocked to speak and didn't even notice when Chi He left.
Once she came back to her senses, staring at the empty chair and the faint scent of cologne lingering in the air, Wen Rushuang suddenly felt a pang of jealousy toward Chi Yu.
How fortunate she was, to be born into the illustrious Chi family and to have such a doting uncle.
Before leaving the school, Chi He spotted Qi Zhao.
He was holding a shopping bag filled with snacks.
The driver, sharp-eyed, whispered behind Chi He, "They're all the ones Miss likes."
The bell signaling the end of class would ring soon.
Delivering the snacks to Chi Yu just as class ended would certainly make the little girl happy.
Watching Qi Zhao approach, Chi He rarely smiled. "I heard you dislocated Jin Yao's arm. Nicely done."
Qi Zhao smiled. "It was what I should have done."
As he spoke, he pulled out a bag of potato chips from the bag and handed it to Chi He. "A new flavor. Would you like to try it, Boss?"
Chi He had always been wary of such junk food. Seeing that Qi Zhao had quite a few in hand, he gave a gentle reminder, "Don't let her eat too much; it's not healthy."
Qi Zhao responded affirmatively, but in his heart, he thought, what does it matter if it's healthy or not, as long as Chi Yu is happy?
Her happiness is worth more than anything in this world.
When Chi Yu received the large bag of snacks, she looked at Qi Zhao in slight surprise.
Qi Zhao's heart skipped a beat. Could he have remembered wrong?
"Miss doesn't like these?"
No, Chi Yu liked them very much.
She was just puzzled. Didn't Qi Zhao know that the doctor had advised her to eat less junk food?
In fact, Chi Yu's health wasn't so severe that she couldn't touch these foods, but doctors often exaggerated.
And Chi He was especially worried about her, repeatedly reminding everyone around her to keep an eye on her.
Qi Hui probably didn't want to be held responsible, so he kept a close watch on her. It wasn't just a little bit; whenever Chi Yu, on a whim, browsed the supermarket shelves, even giving them a second glance, he would seriously remind her.
Yet Qi Zhao had bought so many for her.
"I like them a lot, but the doctor said I shouldn't eat too much," she said as she opened a bag of chips.
Qi Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her satisfied expression, a hint of doting affection flickered in his eyes. "Didn't you say before that the doctor was exaggerating? Clearly, you're fine after eating them, but he insists you should avoid them."
Chi Yu stopped chewing and looked at him in surprise. "You remember?"
"Remember what?"
"Remember what I said so many years ago." Chi Yu's mood instantly improved.
Her beautiful face blossomed like a radiant rose, captivating and bright. Qi Zhao, caught off guard, felt his heart race.
He almost awkwardly averted his gaze and said, half-jokingly, "Of course, Miss. I remember everything you say."
Chi Yu took it as him teasing her and, after finishing half the bag of snacks, went back to class.
For most students, the end of school was the happiest time of the day.
But Chi Yu couldn't bring herself to feel happy.
Her grandmother, Zhao Guifang, was coming tonight, and just the thought of facing that nagging old lady gave Chi Yu a headache.
However, there was no way to avoid it.
On the way home, Chi Yu kept looking out the window, silently.
This was a sign that she was troubled. Qi Zhao noticed but didn't try to cheer her up.
When Chi Yu was truly upset, she preferred to be alone.
If someone chose the wrong moment to talk to her, it would only make her mood worse.
They had grown up together, so Qi Zhao naturally knew that Chi Yu deeply disliked her grandmother.
But blood ties couldn't be severed, and Chi Yu's mother's family rarely had any dealings with the Chi family.
Only this old lady would occasionally come to see her granddaughter.
Even if her motives were never pure, at least she was the only one who still cared about Chi Yu.
Chi Yu probably thought so too, which is why she always tolerated her, never going so far as to tell her never to come again.
As Chi Yu gazed out the window, she suddenly spotted a familiar figure in a nearby taxi—Wen Rushuang.
Perhaps it was just a coincidence.
As the car started, Chi Yu soon left Wen Rushuang behind.
However, as they neared home, Chi Yu noticed that the car Wen Rushuang was in was still following them.
Her eyelids twitched, and a ridiculous thought occurred to her. Could Wen Rushuang be coming over uninvited to conduct a home visit?