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Feeling the strong smell of medicine coming from her body, Mu Qingjue lowered her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qingge discovered the scars on his body, and she didn't know what she would do tomorrow morning.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingjue sighed slightly.

The next morning.

Before Mu Qingge could call the head teacher, the head teacher called.

"Qingjue hit a child in the class, and the parents want to find me?"

Mu Qingge only thought it was very funny.

The homeroom teacher replied: "The bruises and bruises on the child's neck have not dissipated, and there are children in the class who testified that Mu Qingjue did it first, so please come to the school and deal with it."

She could still hear a loud and noisy voice coming from the head teacher's phone.

"She must make an apology to me!"

"This is to kill!"

words like that.

Hearing this, Mu Qingge chuckled lightly, full of sarcasm: "Just in time, I was going to school today to ask where Qingjue got so many bruises and purple scars."

"Qingjue has almost never fought since she was a child. I want to see how serious it is this time, and someone has to choke her neck!"

The homeroom teacher also didn't expect that Mu Qingge looked soft and weak, but the words he said were so tough.

She glanced at the vicious people in the office and was very frightened.

"Okay, please come here as soon as possible."

This student was originally the most thorny student in the class, but he didn't expect his parents to be such unreasonable people.

Thinking of what Mu Qingge said on the phone again, the class teacher couldn't help helping his forehead.

"When will his parents come over?!"

After seeing the head teacher hang up the phone, the parent yelled at her.

The head teacher could only hastily start to appease his emotions.

"Come here, calm down first!"

in the villa.

Mu Qingjue stood behind Mu Qingge.

He listened to all the phone conversations between Mu Qingge and the teacher in charge.

"elder sister……"

Hearing Mu Qingjue's voice behind him, Mu Qingge immediately suppressed the anger on his face, put on a smile, turned around and looked at him tenderly.

"Qingjue, are you awake? Let's go eat!"

Looking at Mu Qingge's smiling eyebrows, Mu Qingjue felt even more uneasy. Rubbing the corners of his clothes with both hands, he followed behind Mu Qingge, not knowing how to explain to her.

What Mu Qingjue didn't expect was that Mu Qingge didn't ask him what he did at all, but just urged him to eat breakfast quickly.

After getting into the car, Mu Qingjue couldn't bear it anymore.

"Sister, don't you even ask me? I heard the phone call you made with the class teacher just now..."

Mu Qingjue knew that there was something wrong with fighting, so she lowered her head and admitted her mistake very well.

Hearing Mu Qingjue's words, Mu Qingge raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"I know, this matter is definitely not your fault."

She couldn't guarantee anything else, but she could definitely guarantee that Mu Qingjue would not be the first to cause trouble.

Mu Qingjue has always been a man who doesn't offend others, and his temperament is more lively in front of acquaintances, and he is very quiet in front of unfamiliar people.

"I did it first..."

Mu Qingjue pursed her lips tightly, and put her hands on her thighs and stirred them together tightly.

What the head teacher said on the phone was indeed correct, he was the one who did it first.

Hearing Mu Qingjue's words, Mu Qingge turned his head and glanced at him, put his hand on the back of his hand, and said softly, "I know, don't worry, I'm here."

For some reason, after hearing Mu Qingge's words, Mu Qingjue's nervous heart gradually eased up.

school.

Mu Qingge led Mu Qingjue into the office, glanced disdainfully at the parents waiting at the side, and walked straight to the head teacher.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?! Look at my son!"

A sharp female voice sounded from behind, angrily approaching Mu Qingge's side.

The woman pushed her son to Mu Qingge's side, raised her neck, and wanted Mu Qingge to take a good look at the scars on her son's neck.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qingge didn't bother to look at him at all.

Mu Qingge pushed Mu Qingjue in front of the woman, looked coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Look at the redness on my brother's face? Look at the bruise on his neck?"

He lowered his head and took off Mu Qingjue's coat, and raised his arm to let the woman take a good look at the scars on Mu Qingjue's arm.

"Oh yes, and these bruises on his arms!"

Seeing Mu Qingge revealing all the scars on Mu Qingjue's body, the homeroom teacher's eyebrows jumped.

So many things happened under her nose, and she didn't know anything? !

The head teacher couldn't help but start to wonder, did she really control the entire class?
"That's also because your younger brother did it first! My son did it to protect himself!"

The woman felt that she occupied the highest truth, and glared at her angrily with her neck raised.

She watched the surveillance, and it was Mu Qingjue who did it first!

"Then you asked, why did my brother do it? Why don't we go and check the surveillance?"

Mu Qingge gritted his teeth and stared back without fear.

As soon as the woman heard that she wanted to watch the surveillance, the corners of her lips could not help but raised, and she raised her eyebrows provocatively: "Okay! Then let's go and see! Who did it first!"

The two of them sandwiched the class teacher in the middle, and the quarrel gave the class teacher a headache.

"Can you two listen to me first?"

"Okay, tell me." Mu Qingge turned his eyes away from the woman, and his ferocious face softened a little.

Seeing that some of them were finally willing to listen to what she had to say, the class teacher was finally relieved.

"You can watch the monitoring, but why don't you ask the children first?"

She pointed to Mu Qingjue and the male classmate.

But Mu Qingjue turned her head to one side, clenched her teeth tightly, unwilling to explain a word to others.

"You say." The woman pushed her son.

Her son knew that if they knew what he said, he would be the one who was wrong. Seeing that Mu Qingjue didn't take the initiative to mention it, he wouldn't take the initiative to mention it.

"He did it first!"

The male classmate pointed at Mu Qingjue, insisting that it was Mu Qingjue's fault.

Hearing what the male classmate said, Mu Qingge laughed angrily.

"Are you sure it's my brother's fault?"

Mu Qingge lowered his head, his eyes were full of cruelty, and he said in a warning word by word.

"what are you doing!?"

The woman was afraid that she would do something to her son, so she hurriedly blocked her son behind her and roared angrily.