Chapter 510
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An Xiaxia was so amused that she couldn't hold back her tears.
Ridiculous, it was really ridiculous.
She was afraid that she would faint if she stayed any longer, but she forced herself to stay calm. "I won't leave unless the school expels me!"
The math teacher raised his hand in anger, but was stopped by two teachers.
"Hey, Mr. Liu, calm down. How can you hit a student?"
"Yeah, let's talk this out. Calm down …"
The math teacher glared at her. "It's fine if you don't leave. Get your mother here to write a reflection letter for you! Be a guarantor! Otherwise, I won't acknowledge you as my student as long as I'm here! "
An Xiaxia's tears, which she had been holding back for a long time, came gushing out.
Mother …
She didn't have a mother …
Who was she supposed to look for? Why were there always people who didn't know anything, but still insisted on poking at her scars …
The math teacher thought that she was scared, which saved some face. Suddenly, he remembered that he had seen An Xiaxia's student registration form from their homeroom teacher.
She had written 'deceased' in the column for her mother …
He suppressed his anger and put on an unnatural expression. "Hey, An Xiaxia …"
An Xiaxia wiped her tears and ran out without looking back.
The school was still in session, and the campus was quiet. An Xiaxia cried as she walked alone. Blood seeped out of her forehead, and she looked extremely pathetic.
She didn't want to go back to class. She didn't want her classmates to see her like this. She didn't know what to say to Sheng Yize either. She just wanted to go home.
She ran to the school gate, but the security guard wouldn't let her go. "I can't let you go without a leave slip! You have to ask the homeroom teacher for a leave slip! "
All her grievances exploded at that moment. She squatted in front of the security room and cried her heart out.
The security guard couldn't bear to see her like this. "Student, are you hurt? Why don't you go to the infirmary first? If you want to go home, you can ask your family to pick you up. I can't let you go out alone. I can't bear the responsibility if anything happens to you! "
Just then, a shiny black Rolls-Royce stopped at the gate. A man got out of the car in a panic. He couldn't help but call out, "Xiaxia … Is that you?"
An Xiaxia looked up and saw Mr. Song in a black suit looking at her nervously.
He walked straight to her, squatted down in front of her, and touched her head lovingly. "What happened to you? Are you hurt? Did you fight with someone? Does it hurt? I'll take you to the hospital! "
When people were injured, they would become extremely fragile. When she heard Mr. Song's words of concern, An Xiaxia hugged him and cried. She told him what had happened incoherently.
Mr. Song gently patted her back and covered her forehead with a handkerchief. His expression became cold.
How could that teacher do such a thing to An Xiaxia?
He helped An Xiaxia up and said, "Xiaojin, take her to the hospital first. Master Lu, come with me! "
Xiao Jin was his assistant and Master Lu was his driver.
"Yes."
An Xiaxia looked at him pitifully. Her eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and her face was stained with blood. Mr. Song's heart ached.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of it for you!" He promised gently.
An Xiaxia nodded subconsciously. After she got into the car, she looked at him through the window.
This uncle of hers didn't seem like the kind of weird uncle she thought he was. He really cared about her …
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