The expression on the sophisticated-looking middle-aged man’s face changed when he heard what Quan Jingyi had just said.

  For some reason, Li Jianyue felt an ache in her heart.

  Quan Jingyi glanced at Li Jianyue after he had finished speaking. He stretched out his hand and pressed her head. “Let’s go. It’s not your business, so why are you so eager?” he said.

  Li Jianyue was a little annoyed that he pressed her head. “Do you think I want to? It’s all because you are too unpopular that everyone wrongs you. If you were good to everyone, won’t people believe you now? Essentially, it’s all because of your usual, troublesome behavior. Like now, for instance. I want to help you by explaining what happened earlier so that other people won’t wrong you. Shouldn’t you be grateful and thank me? Yet, you blame me for not minding my own business. So much for being compassionate!”


  Quan Jingyi sneered but didn’t say anything. He turned around to leave.

  “Wait a minute,” the middle-aged man called out.

  When Li Jianyue looked back, it struck her that the man in some way resembled Quan Jingyi. Maybe he was Quan Jingyi’s father.

  She vaguely remembered that Quan Jingyi’s father was the new mayor of Kingstown. He was called Quan Jingcheng.

  Quan Jingcheng seemed level-headed and looked like a gentleman. Li Jianyue saw for herself the slap mark on Quan Jingyi’s face. If she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have believed that this middle-aged man was responsible for that.

  Quan Jingcheng walked over to Quan Jingyi and reached out to touch his shoulder.

  Quan Jingyi stood there calmly. His body hardly reacted to the touch on his shoulder.

  Looking stern, Quan Jingcheng reprimanded in a low roar. “What a bad posture. Stand upright for me this instant!”


  Quan Jingyi straightened up. He turned his head and gazed at his father with a half-hearted smile. “What can I do?”


  His tone was indifferent and carefree. It was infuriating.

  If someone had behaved like that when she was talking, Li Jianyue thought to herself, it would make her furious, too.

  As it turned out, Quan Jingcheng was cool about it. He gazed at Quan Jingyi intensely, guilt showing in his eyes.

  Though his feeling of guilt was barely perceptible, it resonated with the people present.

  “Why didn’t you explain yourself clearly that you did nothing wrong?” he asked.

  Yang Zihao, his parents, and the homeroom teacher tensed up when they heard this from the middle-aged man.

  It was a twist to the conclusion reached moments before that the matter was over.

  The consensus was that Quan Jingyi bullied his classmate, so he must apologize to Yang Zihao.

  But Quan Jingyi was adamant. He purposely refused to apologize. Worse still, he was antagonistic to the authoritative people in the room.

  His son’s attitude infuriated the calm Quan Jingcheng.

  Quan Jingcheng seemed to have had enough of that. Without saying a word, he gave Quan Jingyi a tight slap on the face.

  Quan Jingyi tugged his lips, turned, and walked out of the office without taking notice of everyone else’s reaction.

  It was after that exchange that Li Jianyue walked in.

  The way Li Jianyue saw it, the previous conclusion was superseded by the new revelation. Quan Jingcheng, no doubt, attempted to give Quan Jingyi another chance.

  Yang Zihao’s mother was not pleased. “Now you’re saying my son bullied him? But your son is so tall. How could my son go pick a fight with him?”


  After taking it all in, the homeroom teacher quickly said, “In terms of this matter, I think there must be some misunderstanding. It would be better if we listened to how these two children explain the matter.”


  Yang Zihao squeezed the hem of his shirt and grew nervous.