Chapter 33: Whose Fault is it?

ned.""none of your business." The wind and snow took a deep breath. "maybe this is fate.""you've never said anything like that before." Chu Zimo looked at her distressed. "these years, it must have be...the past is fresh in my mind. At this moment, Feng Qianxue seems to understand something.

what a good way to alienate and replace it!

is just a done deal. Now, what else can Feng Qianxue say besides hating his original simplicity

people set traps to seduce her, but she has to be stupid enough to jump in!

Thank you. White Dew said with a smile, "although you are a relative, you should get even clearly. Your child beat my son and broke my car window. Come on, how can I pay for it"

"so your two families are related." Teacher Zhang hurriedly took the opportunity to come to a conclusion, "since they are all relatives, it would be better to negotiate in private."... "

"Private negotiation" White Dew interrupted teacher Zhang and exclaimed angrily, "my son has an honorable status. When something happened in your kindergarten, do you think you can escape responsibility"

"No, that's not what I meant."

"I've already called my husband, and he'll be here soon."

White Dew arrogantly put pressure on President Huang, "Principal Huang, if I am not satisfied with this matter today, your kindergarten will not be open!"

"Huh" Teacher Zhang's face changed with fear.

"talkative." Headmaster Huang hurriedly reprimanded Mr. Zhang, and then flattered Bailu and said, "Mrs. Si, don't be angry. I will give you an account of this."

then she said to Feng Qianxue solemnly and coldly--

"this mother, your child is really outrageous. Please apologize to the young master and Mrs. Si immediately, and then make corresponding compensation."

"Principal Huang, I haven't investigated this matter yet, so it's not appropriate for you to come to this conclusion, is it" The wind is neither humble nor arrogant.

"you." Principal Huang was speechless.

"I think we should know the situation first." Wind Qianxue went over and asked Chen Chen and long long, "Dabao Erbao, what's going on"

"it's him." Chen Chen pointed to Si Mufeng and said angrily, "it was he who painted paint on Sanbao's hair and made Sanbao cry. I warned him not to do so, so he scolded me."

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"nonsense, my son never does such a thing." White Dew immediately defended his son.

"Please let the child finish!"

Feng Qianxue watched Simufeng and found that the child still had residual paint on his hands.

and when he heard Chen Chen's words, he didn't retort, just a haughty look of you and me.

"Yes, it is."

Dragon clenched his fist, his fleshy face flushed with anger-

"I asked him to apologize to Dabao Sanbao. Not only did he not apologize, but he hit me with the crystal ball on the desk. Fortunately, I hid quickly and didn't hit me, but the crystal ball threw out the classroom window and hit the window of the car parked downstairs. "

"so, you didn't hit anyone, and he broke the window himself, right"

Feng Qianxue hugged the two children with heartache.

"Yes, it is." Chen Chen and long long nodded together.

"several students in the class have seen it, and they can testify." Chen Chen's train of thought is very clear.

"did you tell the teacher what happened" The wind and snow asked again.

"Yes." Chen Chen wronged looking at teacher Zhang, "I said several times, the students also testified for us, teacher Zhang knows."

Feng Qianxue turned to look at teacher Zhang.

teacher Zhang looked ashamed and wanted to speak, but when she touched Principal Huang's sharp eyes, she bowed her head cowardly.

"is that what they say" White Dew sneered, "obviously it was the two of them who bullied my son together."

"I trust my children. They never lie or fight casually." Feng Qianxue looked at Si Mufeng. "besides, this young man of your family is neatly dressed and his hair is not messy, so he doesn't seem to have been beaten."you there ""not dead yet." Night Zhenting smiled softly, "it's good to see you alive!"this sentence, somehow, with an inexplicable feeling, as if he had just experienced a life after a disaster, crawl...