Chapter 103 Do You Even Deserve to Talk About Upbringing?

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Bang!When Teacher Zhao was sent flying several meters by a slap from Hao Jian and collapsed to the ground, everyone there was stunned! Especially Teacher Zhao, who touched his rapidly swelling face, disbelief thick in his expression as he stared fixedly at Hao Jian: "You... you actually dare to hit me? I'm your daughter's teacher, do you know what hitting me means?" Teacher Zhao couldn't believe he had actually been hit by a parent! Considering that the current educational resources are extremely scarce and class advisors like him are almost revered by every parent, who usually appease them with red envelopes during holidays and treat them with utmost respect! And now, this bastard had the audacity to hit him, which startled and enraged Teacher Zhao! Zhang Yueqin and Ruo Lan were also taken aback, following which Zhang Yueqin's lips twisted in a mean smirk, her face filled with schadenfreude, while Ruo Lan was full of worry! "Teacher? Those with morals can be called teachers, those without should be called dog shit, and you, you're worse than that!" Hao Jian's gaze was icy! Hao Jian could hit Tongtong even in front of her parents; one could only imagine what Tongtong's situation would be like if they weren't there! "You... you..." Teacher Zhao, upon hearing this, trembled with anger, his face filling with resentment: "Fine! You dare to hit me, then I'll make sure your daughter can't continue school here! Just you wait, just you wait!" Listening to Teacher Zhao's angry words, the plump boy looked gleefully at Tongtong, laughing and saying: "Wow! Ma Zitong, did you hear that? Teacher Zhao is going to stop you from attending school! Beg me, and if you let me kiss you, I might just find a way to let you continue your studies!" The plump boy, full of smugness, spoke while he began to lean towards Tongtong to kiss her! Tongtong's face was full of disgust. As the plump boy leaned in, she immediately pushed him away: "I won't let you kiss me!" Searᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Tongtong's lips pouted, her face a mixture of grievance and disgust. After the plump boy was pushed away, he immediately started complaining to Zhang Yueqin: "Mom, did you see that? Ma Zitong wouldn't let me kiss her, and she hit me too! Wuu... This wild girl is too much!" Hearing her son's complaints, Zhang Yueqin's plump face instantly showed a fierce expression as she shouted at Tongtong: "You little bastard, how dare you hit our precious child, I'm going to teach you, a rude brat, a lesson today!" Having said this, Zhang Yueqin swung her hand at Tongtong's face! Seeing this, Ruo Lan was shocked and quickly protected her daughter! Slap! With a sharp crackling sound, Ruo Lan suddenly startled! Because she hadn't been hit; instead, Zhang Yueqin staggered from a slap! Zhang Yueqin, disheveled, her chubby face instantly bearing a bright red palm print, stood frozen on the spot, staring straight at Hao Jian: "You... you poor loser dare to hit me?" Zhang Yueqin couldn't believe it, but when Hao Jian heard this, he sneered broadly: "Why do all you idiots like to say that phrase? I'm neither your dad nor your mom, I neither care for you nor love you, so why can't I hit you!!!" "You poor deadbeat, you actually dare to hit me? Good! You just wait! If you dare, don't run away!!!" Sinc[Zhang Yueqin had become the wife of the Director of the Education Bureau, she had never suffered such an indignity, her pain causing her to grimace, quickly pulling out her cellphone to call her husband: "Director Wang, listen up, your wife and son are about to be killed at the school. If you don't come now, just wait to collect our corpses!" Teacher Zhao looked over as Zhang Yueqin was making a phone call. Immediate joy filled her eyes, and she looked at Hao Jian with a gaze full of mockery and hatred! This poor loser is so arrogant. Just wait until Director Wang arrives, and see how you'll die off! And that little bastard of his—offending me, he better not even think about schooling here anymore; even a word from Zhang Yueqin's husband would ensure no one in Hua City would dare take in that little bastard! Thinking this, a sinister smile crept across Teacher Zhao's face, her expression filling with mockery! And Zhang Yueqin, without waiting for a response from the other end of the phone, just hung up. She then glared at Hao Jian, gritting her teeth: "My husband will be here any minute, you just wait for your downfall! And your little brat, I'll make sure she can't stay in this school or any school in Hua City!" "Smack!" As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhang Yueqin's cheek received another slap. "You." Zhang Yueqin was so infuriated she actually started crying from frustration. "Before your husband gets here, you better keep your mouth clean! Even though I don't like hitting women, that doesn't mean I won't!" Hao Jian said fiercely. Hao Jian could tell immediately that Zhang Yueqin was not a smart person. As the saying goes, 'three times is too many,' yet she insisted on insulting him repeatedly and got slapped each time. Hadn't she learned to behave after getting treated like that? How could she not be asking for it? Zhang Yueqin's face flushed red and then pale, but she stayed silent, bitterly thinking: Son of a bitch, swagger all you want. Once my husband gets here, I'll make you regret being born! About half an hour later, a middle-aged man in his forties appeared in the classroom with two imposing bodyguards. This middle-aged man had fair skin, wore a well-fitting black suit, had a slick back hairdo, and spotlessly polished leather shoes. With a pot belly, he was dressed in typical bureaucratic fashion. "Husband!" As soon as Zhang Yueqin saw her husband, Wang Tianwen arrive, she was so emotional she nearly cried. "What exactly happened?" Wang Tianwen asked sharply, thinking: What has this crazy woman stirred up now? He was supposed to attend a very important meeting, but her inexplicable call had forced him to cancel it and rush over. "It's him! He just hit me! Husband, have someone arrest him, break his limbs, then lock him up! Lock him up for five years, no, ten years!" Zhang Yueqin shrieked maliciously. Wang Tianwen frowned slightly. This damned fool, such things shouldn't be said out loud, especially if reporters caught wind of it—he would be doomed. Fortunately, aside from Hao Jian and the others, there was no one else around, otherwise he really couldn't resist slapping Zhang Yueqin a few times. Wang Tianwen glanced at Hao Jian and saw him calmly looking back, his attitude somewhat defiant. Seeing this, Wang Tianwen instantly showed displeasure: "Why did you hit my wife?" "Because she was going to hit my daughter." Hao Jian replied indifferently. Wang Tianwen's bureaucratic airs might frighten others, but they surely didn't intimidate him. "It was that little bast**d who hit Xiaotao first, then I reacted!" Zhang Yueqin quickly said. "You're lying; he tried to kiss me, and I pushed him away. I didn't hit him!" Tongtong cried out, feeling utterly wronged; it wasn't her fault at all. "Teacher Zhao, tell us what happened." Wang Tianwen then turned to Teacher Zhao. Teacher Zhao naturally sided with Zhang Yueqin now that Wang Tianwen was present, immediately feeling confident: "Director Wang, Mrs. Zhang is right; it was Ma Zitong who pushed Xiaotao first. I didn't see Xiaotao kiss her. And Ma Zitong's father, he's nothing but a hooligan, not only did he hit Mrs. Zhang, but he even hit me, a teacher!" "You're lying! You clearly saw it! My dad isn't a hooligan!" Tongtong cried out, tears streaming down her face. "When adults are talking, should a child butt in, have you no manners?" Wang Tianwen immediately scolded loudly. Tongtong, intimidated by Wang Tianwen's fierce demeanor, quickly took shelter behind her mother, her sobs continuing unabated. And Hao Jian narrowed his eyes, staring at Wang Tianwen as he spoke: "Manners? You talk about manners? You sire a thug for a son, marry a shrew for a wife, and you, a head of the education department, talk about manners?"

Chapter 103 Do You Even Deserve to Talk About Upbringing?

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