How can I eat fish?

There are many people crowded in the office.

Rong Ya was pushed and shoved, someone yelled in his ear, and someone was pulling his clothes.

Xiaoyu was very confused, obviously it wasn't him who started the attack, it was the classmate who scolded him, spat at him, and even came up to take his clothes off, Rong Ya pushed him subconsciously out of self-preservation, but he was knocked down There was a lot of blood on the forehead on the corner of the table.

Rong Ya was also taken aback, he wondered if he had killed someone.

The school contacted the family members of the injured, and Rand told him to call Mr. Yan as soon as possible.

These people's families are all rich and powerful, but he is just a weak little fish, and the only one who can protect him is that gentleman.

But Rong Ya didn't call, he can't cause trouble for the husband, the husband is very busy every day, if he delays the time because of the disaster he caused, he will really feel guilty.

Moreover, he was afraid that his husband would be unhappy because of this.

"Who the hell are your parents? Did they teach you well? How could they hit such a heavy hand?" Someone nodded his head, and the hand was very heavy.

Rong Ya frowned slightly, and explained: "He did it first..."

"Why did he do it first? You must have provoked him first, otherwise there are so many people in the school, why is it you?"

Why is it you?

Rong Ya didn't know either.

He thought he had done a good job, he studied hard, treated people politely, and generously shared his candy with everyone.

He doesn't ask everyone to like him, he just hopes that everyone doesn't hate him.

However, he still failed.

It seemed that no matter what he did, no matter where he was, he was not welcome.

"Call the police! Call the police immediately! It will never be private." The other parent's attitude is quite tough.

The injured classmate was named Qiao En, and now the wound has been healed, and he was crying heartbreakingly at the moment. His family surrounded him and coaxed him warmly. Rong Ya stood alone outside the crowd, like a Abandoned puppy.

"What? Can't get in touch with his parents?" Father Qiao frowned dissatisfied.

"Uh...Rong Ya doesn't have parents, she was adopted under someone else's name, and she has already called that family." The teacher said politely.

"No parents? No wonder no one teaches. Does your school accept everyone? Do you know how dangerous it is, what if he is so violent to every classmate?" This time it was Jon's mother who interrupted.

She was eager to love her son, and when she saw her son's face covered with blood, she was so frightened that she almost knelt down on the ground.

The self-healing ability of differentiated human beings is relatively poor, so they protect their son like an eyeball, and never say a word of seriousness since childhood, and they didn't expect to be beaten badly at school.

The Qiao family is not short of money and does not need compensation. They just want the child who caused trouble to be punished as they should.

"This...may be a misunderstanding, Rong Ya is not like this usually." The gentle teacher has a good impression of Rong Ya.

The child who is always soft and soft and likes to laugh is really not the violent and dangerous person they say.

The quarrel continued, and they asked Rong Ya to apologize immediately and write a letter of guarantee.

Rong Ya, who has always been mild-tempered, refused to compromise no matter what this time.

"Will he apologize, too?" he asked.

Father Qiao: "What did you say?"

Rong Ya: "If he scolds my husband, will he also apologize?"

"What sir?" Father Qiao asked back.

"It's the old man who kept and raised him! I'm not wrong, you are just shameless, why does the school accommodate people like you? I don't want to go to class with such people." Jon cried and scolded.

Rong Ya licked his lips, and replied seriously: "My husband is not an old man, he adopted me..."

"Adoption?" Father Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and he looked at Rong Ya's neck with a strange smile, "What kind of person adopts a teenage boy and makes it like this? Or did you want to?"

Rong Ya didn't quite understand what he meant and looked at him ignorantly.

"My son is right. You are not qualified to sit in the classroom. People like you who sell your body will only pollute the atmosphere of the school. The person who adopted you is nothing..."

"Please be more polite." Rong Ya's face changed slightly, "I won't apologize, please call the police and arrest me."

Although it was an unintentional mistake, he did hurt someone, and he was willing to accept the punishment, but he was not willing to apologize.

If he bowed his head, wouldn't that mean he admitted those insulting remarks in disguise?

"you……"

"Rong Ya's guardian is here." The director interrupted.

All eyes turned to the door, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came in with his hair combed meticulously.

Jon's gaze became playful and sarcastic.

He mouthed to Rong Ya: "Old, male, human."

"Grandpa Zhong..." Rong Ya called out in a low voice.

Mr. Zhong must have known that Grandpa Zhong is here. Will Mr. be angry?

Rong Ya, who was uneasy just now, is even more frightened now.

"Hello." In line with basic etiquette, Uncle Zhong greeted Father Qiao.

The other party tilted his head and snorted heavily from his nose, completely ignorant.

Uncle Zhong didn't care too much, and he said formulaically, "I've learned about the general situation on the way here. Our side is willing to compensate for the medical expenses, and other things can be calculated separately."

"Do you think our family is short of money?" Mother Qiao sneered.

"Then what do you mean?" Uncle Zhong asked.

"What we mean is, let the school expel him and let my son make a hole in his head." Mother Qiao said excitedly.

"I'm afraid this won't work, my husband won't agree to it." Uncle Zhong gave the answer very rationally.

"There's no need to discuss that. If no one disciplines him, let's send him to prison!" Father Qiao said.

"Ya Ya, you go out first, I'll take care of it." Uncle Zhong turned his head and smiled at him.

Rong Ya didn't move, "I..."

"It's okay, it's not your fault." Uncle Zhong blinked at him.

Considering that the other party's words were too harsh, the teacher took the initiative to take Rong Ya out of the office and comfort him, the adults will take care of it.

The office door was closed, and Rong Ya stood outside the door dumbly. He couldn't hear what was said inside, so he could only lean against the wall in a daze.

After a while, the office door opened again, Rong Ya looked in, the adults were still arguing, it was Jon who came out this time.

"He said he wasn't an old man, bah, I want everyone to see it." Jon said and ran away.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and a group of students really gathered around the door of the office.

"At least over 50 years old..."

"Older than his dad, oh, I forgot, he doesn't have a dad..."

"So if you need anything you need, just find an old man..."

"Is it really old?"

"Larger than the Dean of Students looks."

"That's too disgusting..."

Disgusted voices from the students kept ringing in his ears, Rong Ya stepped back and turned his face away.

He didn't want to explain anymore, no one believed him, besides, he and Mr. really...

"Zai Zai." The man's voice surpassed the malicious words and reached his ears.

Rong Ya turned his head to look over, is he here?

"I said you young people, why do you speak so badly, who taught you?" Du Xincheng folded his arms and stared at the students in front of him.

Yan Lie's new hair color is quite successful, making his already cold facial features look even more inhumane.

Some people are good-looking, but they are so alienated that people dare not look directly at them.

"Is there any injury?" Yan Lie stepped forward to check his body.

The tears that Rong Ya had held back for a long time finally fell out.

He didn't think of crying when he was scolded, and he didn't think of crying when he was blamed and wronged. Now when this man holds his hand and cares about him, he can't help it anymore.

"Sir..." Rong Ya said hoarsely.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine." Yan Lie took the child into his arms, then turned to look at the group of people behind him.

His gaze passed over everyone's face, and finally settled on Jon's face.

"I heard you said I'm an old man?" Yan Lie's tone was very light, and at first he thought it was just a joke that was not salty or light.

"No, you, inside...that..." Jon stammered.

Yan Lie glanced at him coldly, then re-entered the office with Rong Ya in his arms.

"Sir." Uncle Zhong looked at the person coming and bent his body.

Father Qiao sat on the sofa and looked at Yan Lie from bottom to top. In just a moment, he quickly stood up and greeted politely: "Master Yan."

"How to deal with it?" Yan Lie ignored the man and asked Uncle Zhong instead.

"Oh, they mean..."

"Misunderstanding, Young Master Yan, a misunderstanding between children." Father Qiao interrupted Uncle Zhong.

The Yan family is not an ordinary businessman. They have connections with the war zone and are not easy to offend.

This young master Yan is notoriously eccentric. He is very ruthless in the mall, and he doesn't sell anyone's face.

"Documents." Yan Lie gestured to Uncle Zhong.

"I'm taking it." Uncle Zhong took it out of his briefcase.

"Look at the compensation matters." Uncle Zhong had been arguing with them just now, and had no chance to produce the documents at all.

"This...no need..." Father Qiao wiped his cold sweat.

Jon's injury looks bluffing, but it's actually nothing serious, and Yan Lie's compensation is too much, which makes people very disturbed.

"I've seen the surveillance. My child hurt your child out of self-defense, so I paid for the medical expenses." Yan Lie said coldly, "About your child's malicious rumors and insulting my child, the lawyer's letter is very important. It will be delivered soon."

The compensation was given because he didn't want to be honest, and he didn't want other students to leave a bad impression on Rong Ya in the future.

But the responsibility that should be investigated must also be investigated to the end.

"Master Yan, the child is still young..."

"Nineteen is not young, don't you know everything?" Yan Lie didn't want to hear his sophistry anymore.

The child is still young, which seems to be the rhetoric of many parents in order to help their children escape responsibility.

"Of course, you don't have to accept the compensation I proposed, and you can choose to call the police. I will ask the school to provide the surveillance video to the police. I believe I will get the fairest ruling."

The atmosphere turned cold, Father Qiao pulled Jon, pushed him to Rong Ya, and said, "Apologize!"

"Dad..." Jon was dumbfounded.

"Sorry, I said you won't talk nonsense in the future." Father Qiao was impatient.

How could this man get rid of it so easily as he said on the surface, and I don't know how many more stumbling blocks he will cause in the future.

"I'm sorry." Jon said reluctantly.

Rong Ya looked up at Yan Lie, "He should apologize to you."

Yan Lie: "No, I won't accept it anyway."

He came to support his little friend, not to listen to other people's apologies.

In Yan Lie's world, there is no saying that it's okay, just pay the price for doing something wrong.

"Master Yan, I didn't know it was your child. I'm really sorry to make such a fuss."

"I don't know, normal love will become Xiaomi and Bao Yang in your son's mouth, you are very good at teaching children."

Falling in love... Did you just say falling in love, sir?

"Master Yan..." Father Qiao was speechless for a moment.

"The rest, you can deal with it." Yan Lie said to Zhong Bo.

Rong Ya has been nestled in Yan Lie's arms, the warmth in his heart spread to his limbs.

After leaving the office door, the students around the door scattered around. The door was not closed just now, and every word fell into the ears of the spectators.

"I'll take him home first." Yan Lie said to Du Xincheng.

"Ok." Du Xincheng gestured to him.

"Ya Ya, see you tomorrow." Rand waved to him.

"See you tomorrow." Rong Ya also waved.

The two got into the car, and Yan Lie took his hand to look through it again, and asked, "Is it really not hurt?"

"No." Rong Ya shook his head.

"Why didn't you call me?" Yan Lie began to question him.

If it wasn't for Rand, his cub would have suffered a lot of grievances today.

Rong Ya's voice was weak: "I think you definitely don't like mermaids who cause trouble."

Yan Lie held his hand, and kissed Rong Ya's warm palm lightly, "You really underestimated my love for you."

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