Chapter 50: Your Father Has Come Home (VI)

Little Four?

This familiar nickname piqued Chao Xu’s interest, and she paused, watching for a while longer.

The short, plump girl, enraged by the boy, seemed to transform, raining blows upon him with astonishing prowess. The boy initially tried to fight back, but the girl pinned him with her arm, delivering several solid punches. Bruised and battered, he could only howl in pain, powerless to retaliate.

Yes, satisfying, delightful.

Chao Xu stood leisurely, intending to watch the girl’s triumphant counterattack play out. Unexpectedly, after only a few punches, another boy and girl stood up, each grabbing one of the girl’s arms, dragging her off the boy.

The beaten boy crawled up from the floor, wailing, and touched his nose—hot, red liquid spilled out.

It was nosebleed…

“Damn! Fatso! How dare you embarrass me in front of everyone! I’ll beat you to death!”

Humiliated in public, the boy exploded with rage, raising his fist to strike.

Seeing the boy about to lash out, Chao Xu spoke first, her voice steady—neither loud nor soft, but perfectly pitched so all could hear. “Ms. Lu, could you tell me what’s going on here?”

She turned to look at the stunned Lu Yuehong, her eyes full of confusion, as if utterly bewildered that such violence could occur in the harmonious class Lu Yuehong always spoke of.

Lu Yuehong, shocked by the scene before her, broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn it, this bunch of troublemakers never make things easy for her!

She had just deliberately concealed the truth, glossing over what had happened in the class, and now these thoughtless fools had exposed everything!

Normally, it wasn’t a big deal—Chi Naiyun didn’t like to talk, so as long as things didn’t escalate, it would pass. But now Chao Si was still here! If this young master caught wind of anything amiss…

In an instant, countless scenarios flashed through her mind. Regaining her composure, Lu Yuehong rushed forward, loudly berating the boy.

“Qiu Chongwei, stop right now! An occasional scuffle is nothing, don’t let it ruin the atmosphere!”

Chao Xu yawned, watching the drama unfold from the sidelines, entertained.

Lu Yuehong wasn’t much of a person, but she was rather adept at changing the subject.

Clearly this was a live broadcast of school bullying, yet she described it as a harmless spat that got a little out of hand.

With a teacher like this, it was no wonder her students weren’t much better.

Her gaze lazily swept across the faces of the others, all wearing expressions of confusion and shock.

That shock was as if… they couldn’t comprehend why Lu Yuehong would intervene in such a routine occurrence.

Lu Yuehong, of course, noticed their confusion, but the situation gave her no chance to explain.

Seeing the boy hesitate, Lu Yuehong hurried over and separated the two who were holding the plump girl—Chi Naiyun.

Then, with a gentle expression, she addressed them, “Chi just had a bit of an episode. Thank you both for stepping in. If not for you, Qiu Chongwei might have been hurt today.”

Suddenly praised by Lu Yuehong, the two exchanged bewildered glances.

That wasn’t right—they’d intended to restrain the fat girl so Qiu could strike back. How did the teacher twist it into a completely different story?