Chapter 1570
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Based on what the woman had said, he had probably gotten into a fight with another child in school. Hence, the teacher had called him to come to the school to settle the matter.
Why would Yoo Yoo get into trouble for no reason?
He was introverted and did not like to get into fights with others. Why would he hurt another child for no reason?
At this thought, Mu Yazhe knocked on the door.
"Please come in!"
Mu Yazhe pushed the door open and walked in. He saw that the large office was filled with people.
Among the unfamiliar crowd, a middle-aged woman was holding a child with bandages on his forehead. The child's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had been crying. He was nestled in the woman's arms and looked aggrieved.
Youyou, on the other hand, was sitting next to a teacher in a white shirt with a badge on her chest. Compared to the teacher, who was in a terrible fix, Youyou was calm and unperturbed.
From the beginning to the end, he acted as if nothing had happened and remained silent. In this farce, he did not open his mouth or say a single word. Even though this middle-aged woman was cursing and scolding in front of all the teachers in the Academic Affairs Office, he acted as if it had nothing to do with him and did not say a single word.
Or perhaps, he thought that it was pointless to talk to such an uncultured person like Mrs. Lin.
If he were to speak, this woman would probably explode in anger.
He sat there leisurely, but he looked a little disheveled.
There were a few black shoe prints on his well-ironed school uniform, as if he had been in a fight.
The moment Mu Yazhe stepped through the door, everyone's curious gazes landed on him.
He walked in and stood at the entrance. His imposing height of 1.88 meters made the large Academic Affairs Office seem incomparably small.
His extraordinary aura spread to every corner of the office.
Even the middle-aged woman could not help but be stunned when she saw him.
Before Mu Yazhe entered the office, Lin Feng's mother had a lot of imaginations about Yoo Yoo's guardian. However, she had not expected this man to be so young and shockingly handsome!
Too young!
Too handsome!
If it were not for the man's facial features resembling Yoo Yoo's, she would not believe that this man, who looked to be in his twenties, was Youyou's father.
"Are you … Yun Tianyou's father?"
Lin Feng's mother glanced at him and asked casually.
However, Mu Yazhe did not seem to hear what she said. He did not even look at her as he walked over to Yoo Yoo. He bent down slightly in front of him so that they were at eye level.
Yoo Yoo raised her eyes to look at him. Her originally indifferent expression finally changed. She revealed a helpless and ashamed expression.
"Daddy, you're here?"
Mu Yazhe nodded and looked him up and down. He asked gently, "Are you hurt?"
His low, magnetic and mellow voice was like an aged red wine, making people who heard it unable to help but be intoxicated.
Yoo Yoo shook her head and smiled. "I'm not hurt!"
"Hmph! He's not hurt; it's our son who's hurt! "
Lin Feng's mother, who was standing behind them, slyly interjected.
Mu Yazhe ignored her. He carried Yoo Yoo in his arms and sat down on the chair beside the teacher.
The moment he sat down, Youyou's discipline master stood up, feeling at a loss as to what to do.
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