Chapter 34
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Deputy Mayor Ye, who didn't want to say much due to his status, took the paper and looked at it. He felt that he had lost all face today!
You call this ugly? You call this handwriting from chicken scratch?
Are you f * cking blind?
Ye Zhifan wanted nothing more than to slap the thin piece of paper in his hand on Sun Dongqing's face. He stood up with a cold expression and said to Principal Chen, "Principal Chen, I still have some work to do here. I'll have to trouble you with school matters."
He stuffed the paper in his hand into his wife's hand and said through gritted teeth, "I f * cking came out with you to make a fool of myself! And I even implicated my daughter! "After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Yes, yes, yes. I really made a fool of myself today. Aiya, I …" Sun Dongqing opened the paper and was completely stunned. She couldn't even speak.
At this moment, Ye Ying saw that her mother had taken all the blame. She calmed down a lot, but when she saw that Sun Dongqing seemed to have suffered a huge blow, she started to worry again. "Mom, don't blame yourself. Sister will …"
When her gaze fell on the paper, Ye Ying's eyes instantly widened. How could it be! How could this be written by Ye Chien!
The paper gently floated down from her hand, and she saw a line of elegant and elegant words written on the pure white paper.
The words were like the person. They looked beautiful and long, but in fact, they were slightly hidden and contained a sense of horizontality.
Ye Chien reached out and gently caught the paper that was about to fall. He smiled at Ye Ying, who looked as if she had been electrocuted. "Do I need you to write a love letter for me? Ye Ying, you're really ruining your own image. Stay here and explain to the principal. "
At that moment, Ye Ying wished that she could faint. It was better than being laughed at by someone she looked down on.
Ye Jian, who had returned to the classroom for her evening self-study session, received the attention of the entire class. When she saw these unfamiliar yet familiar faces again, the smile at the corner of Ye Yinghan's mouth did not disappear.
Everything would eventually pass. She didn't need to be afraid anymore. She didn't need to worry anymore. She had finally taken the most difficult first step.
Sitting in his seat, his deskmate was none other than Zhang Bin.
"Thank you, Zhang Bin." Thank you for standing up for her and speaking up for her.
In her previous life, she owed him a word of thanks. In this life, she must personally thank him.
Ye Chien raised his head. His dark eyes held a clear smile as he said slowly and solemnly, "Thank you very, very much!"
"Hey, hey," Zhang Bin chuckled, his eyes clearly reflected Ye Chien's face, which was like a blooming rose, and still appeared to be a bit shy. "You have changed a lot," he said in amusement, "You look a lot better than before."
It was a very sincere and pure compliment. Ye Chien's eyebrows curved into a smile. The water in his eyes was like a gurgling spring under the sun, dazzling and eye-catching. "Thank you."
Because of his help, Ye Ying's image was no longer as pure as ice and jade. The matter of her writing a love letter to the teacher would forever be a stain on her academic career.
"Don't mention it. I just can't stand her bullying you. Shh, the teacher is here …" The boy who spoke immediately sat up straight, not daring to lower his head and whisper anymore.
Ye Chien lowered his head, flipped open his English book, and quickly immersed himself in his life as a student.
The night gradually deepened. The lights in the school were turned off, and there was no sound of people. Occasionally, a few stray cats scurried by, making a somewhat frightening sound.
After the meeting that night, Principal Chen, who had reported that the matter with Teacher Ke had been settled, didn't go to bed. He was still in the office and didn't leave. His gaze occasionally glanced at the silent landline, and then lowered to look at his watch.
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