Long Aotian had no choice but to follow the homeroom teacher forward.
Before they even reached the office door,
a sharp, unreasonable, and domineering voice of accusation could be heard.
Long Aotian turned his head and saw a woman he didn’t recognize, but the boy she was shielding behind her was none other than Ye Liangchen.
Although Ye Liangchen had a white bandage over his nose, Long Aotian recognized him at a glance.
At this moment, Ye Liangchen’s mother naturally noticed Long Aotian trailing behind the female teacher.
Tall and robust, Long Aotian’s stature made Ye Liangchen’s mother, who was shorter, have to look up at him.
As an adult and a mother, she showed no fear. Instead, she directly confronted him, “Was it you who hit my son?”
Long Aotian was stunned, but instead of defending himself, he turned his gaze to Ye Liangchen. “Did you say I hit you?”
Feeling Long Aotian’s gaze, Ye Liangchen’s eyes flickered, and he subtly hid further behind his mother.
There was no helping it. The image of Hu Yuying personally tying an apron for Long Aotian had deeply wounded him.
Especially since, in the end, even though he had been hurt because of Long Aotian, Hu Yuying still didn’t show any concern for him. Instead, she left with Long Aotian.
This had caused unprecedented damage to Ye Liangchen’s heart.
Afterward, he stumbled home drunk, the bloodstains on his clothes and the dried blood under his nose not escaping his parents’ notice.
No parent could remain indifferent seeing their child in such a state.
Ye Liangchen’s parents were no exception.
Already emotionally wounded because of his “treasure girl,” the concern and care from his parents touched the most vulnerable part of his heart, and he couldn’t hold back his tears.
Aided by the alcohol, his emotions exploded, and he vented bitterly about Long Aotian.
He accused Long Aotian of stealing the girl who was supposed to be his.
And of humiliating him repeatedly.
These were the grievances he had been holding inside.
But these words, combined with his son’s pitiful state—crying and making a scene—led his parents to immediately conclude that he had been beaten.
They were determined to seek justice for their son.
After sobering up, Ye Liangchen regretted drinking and causing trouble, but deep down, he also felt a small sense of anticipation.
If his parents went to the school to make a scene, Long Aotian’s misdeeds would be exposed to everyone. It would also indirectly show everyone, including Long Aotian, that he had his parents’ backing.
In his past life, he had been too young and naive.
Back then, when he was bullied by Long Aotian at school, he never dared to tell his parents.
But now, having been reborn, his mindset had undergone a dramatic change.
Using influence was also a means of self-protection.
There was nothing shameful about it.
As long as he could achieve the desired outcome, wasn’t it all worth it?
So Ye Liangchen chose to remain silent, letting the situation unfold as it would!
Noticing her son hiding fearfully behind her, Ye Liangchen’s mother felt a pang of heartache and immediately glared at Long Aotian. “Look at how scared you’ve made my son!”
“And this is in front of us, his parents, and his teacher. Who knows how much worse you’d be if we weren’t here to see it?”
Faced with Ye Liangchen’s mother’s scolding, the homeroom teacher frowned slightly. “This is a school. We can resolve any issues calmly and peacefully. Please don’t raise your voice like this; it disturbs the other students.”
“You’re just trying to protect him, aren’t you? I knew it—what kind of teacher raises what kind of student. Look at what he’s done to my son!”
Long Aotian stepped forward, shielding the homeroom teacher.
His tall and imposing figure suddenly standing in front of Ye Liangchen’s mother was undeniably intimidating.
“Have you said enough?”
“Do you even know what really happened?”
He then looked at Ye Liangchen, who was hiding behind his mother, and let out a disdainful laugh. “You say I hit your son? Then show me the proof. Prove that I hit him.”
“If you can’t provide any evidence, stop shouting here. It’s not about who’s louder; it’s about who’s right.”
The homeroom teacher was momentarily stunned. She had paused when Long Aotian stepped in front of her, but now, hearing these words, she was genuinely surprised.
The Long Aotian of the past was notorious for his short temper, someone who would explode at the slightest provocation. For him to say something like this was truly unexpected.
Seizing the opportunity, the homeroom teacher turned to Ye Liangchen and asked, “Can you explain what happened in front of everyone? If Long Aotian is at fault, I’ll make sure he apologizes to you.”
“Don’t be afraid, son. Speak up. Your mother and the teachers are here to support you.”
Hearing this, Ye Liangchen could only glare at Long Aotian with resentment.
He was so frustrated. He had thought that, given Long Aotian’s temper, he would lose his cool in the face of such accusations, lash out, and even if he wasn’t guilty, it would end up looking like he was.
Why was he even bothering to argue? Was he afraid of getting another mark on his record?
Unbelievable!
So, with his head held high, Ye Liangchen smugly embellished the story.
“The academic pressure was getting to me, so I had a beer. Then I saw Long Aotian harassing a girl. As everyone knows, I have a strong sense of justice, so I spoke up and reminded him that he should focus on his studies instead.”
“My intentions were good—I was trying to help Long Aotian. But...” At this point, Ye Liangchen pretended to be frightened.
“But then Long Aotian suddenly raised a beer bottle. I thought he was going to hit me, so I dodged, and that’s how I ended up hitting my nose.”
After hearing Ye Liangchen’s account, both the Class 1 homeroom teacher and Long Aotian’s homeroom teacher looked at him in shock.
“Did you hear that? My son was just trying to help him, and look what happened! If he hadn’t raised that bottle and scared my son, my son wouldn’t have hurt his nose!” Ye Liangchen’s mother crossed her arms and demanded sharply.
“What kind of school is this, where kids are learning to date instead of studying? Is this the kind of environment you’re fostering?”
Long Aotian’s brow furrowed. Honestly, he felt like slapping Ye Liangchen right then and there.
If he weren’t the one being accused, he might have actually believed Ye Liangchen’s story—it was so convincing. Damn it!
Just as he was about to retort,
a cool, angry voice cut in first.
“He’s lying.”
Hearing this, everyone turned to see Hu Yuying rushing over, her face flushed with urgency.
This time, despite the many eyes on her, Hu Yuying felt no fear. Instead, she lifted her chin and faced Ye Liangchen directly, speaking each word clearly. “Teacher, he’s lying.”
“I can vouch for Long Aotian. I was there that day, and Ye Liangchen’s nose was hurt because of his own actions. It had nothing to do with anyone else.”
Hu Yuying stared intently at Ye Liangchen, her lips pressed into a tight line. What a despicable person!
[Thank you for the gifts! I’m on a roll—three updates in two days. Thanks, everyone!]