Chapter 225
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"According to Mayor Ye, it should have been confirmed. You know that the school won't ask the parents to prove anything for this kind of thing." Principal Chen said casually. From his tone, one could tell that he didn't really believe that Ye Ying had heart disease.
Could it be that this kind of thing was faked? What good could it do?
Secretary Wu, who was shocked, looked thoughtfully at the mayor's wife who only knew how to protect her own child while trampling on other students. His gaze flickered slightly before he looked away.
It seemed that he had to remind No.1 Middle School that regardless of whether Mayor Ye's daughter had heart disease … it would be better for her to study at another school. If she didn't study in the city … that would be even better.
No school would accept such a troublesome parent. Moreover, if she really did have heart disease and something went wrong … the entire school would be so disturbed that classes couldn't be held normally.
At this moment, Sun Dongqing had never thought that she would almost ruin Ye Ying's future with her actions.
When Ye Ying, who wanted to pretend that she had a heart attack, saw that her plan was blocked, her shoulders trembled even harder. She replied, "You can ask Ye Chien yourself! Why are you forcing me? "She lowered her head and didn't say anything else.
She bit her lower lip until it was bleeding. She didn't dare to face Gao Yiyang's questioning, nor did she dare to quarrel with An Jiaxin.
Ye Chien looked up slightly and glanced at her. He said to An Jiaxin, "Miss, you're more agitated than I am. Sit down. We've already dealt with the past. This isn't the main point now. "
At this point, was there still a need to harp on the past trivial matters?
No, there was no need at all. Making a scene like this would not only embarrass Ye Ying, but also embarrass Sun Dongqing. Of course, it would also embarrass Ye Zhifan.
If that was the case, why did she have to add insult to injury?
Gao Yiyang wasn't a man who would force Ye Ying. He didn't force Ye Ying to answer. Instead, he looked at Sun Dongqing. "Auntie, why don't you go back and ask Ye Ying what happened when we went to the capital to study?"
Went to the capital school? What else could they do when they went to the capital to study? Wasn't it just studying?
The problem was, Ye Chien, that wretched girl, was also there? Why didn't Yingying mention it?
Sun Dongqing only knew that her daughter had excellent grades and was going to the capital to study and participate in the competition. Other than that, she didn't know anything else. She also didn't know that... Ye Chien was also going!
This was because Ye Ying had never told her parents that Ye Chien was better than her and had even been selected to compete overseas.
How could Sun Dongqing not understand her daughter? After being interrogated by Gao Yiyang, she quickly understood that her daughter had concealed the fact that Ye Chien had gone to the capital to study.
From the looks of it … it would not make sense for him to say that the wretched girl did not return home during the summer vacation and fooled around outside.
Fine, since he couldn't win this argument, he would talk about something else! And this kid from the Gao Family is also a playboy!
He was clearly with Yingying, but in the blink of an eye, he was seduced by that wretched girl!
Little brats, if this old lady wants to take care of one, it's the same as taking care of two! Today, she won't let this pair go!
Sun Dongqing, whose expression was cloudy, slammed her hand on the desk and accused him, "Principal Chen, look at how the school teaches the students. Each and every one of them has no respect for their elders. How can I be at ease sending my Yingying to the school if all of you are like this? Teacher Ke, you are a teacher, you know best what kind of person Ye Chien is! I'm not lying! "
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