"Hmph!" The middle-aged director with a mustache and Mediterranean style slammed the table, and Leila closed her eyes subconsciously, feeling really sorry for...that table.

"You guys, did you insult her mother?"

As soon as the words fell, several girls shook their heads in unison, as if it was Leila who spread the rumors. Leila was so angry that she waved her hand and wanted to beat them up again.

Leila thought to herself when she could leave. Few of the teachers in this group could speak standard English, and hearing it hurt their ears. In order to take care of her, they even spoke a language she could understand, which was really embarrassing for everyone. Yes.

Then the director shifted the quarrel to Leila, "We have notified your parents, and they should be here soon."

Leila was puzzled, tilted her head and spread her hands and asked, "Why? Why call myfather?"

Do the schools here always ask the parents to make a fuss about something?It's too much to make a big deal out of a molehill, Leila said that she didn't understand it very much.

"Hmph, why, just relying on you to beat people, and beat them like this." The director reprimanded.

Leila turned her head and looked at the girls standing over there. Judging from their weak looks, they didn't usually exercise much. How could they beat her? If you don't show some color, you don't know the shutdown How are the two words written?

Layla laughed silently by herself, completely forgetting that she was also hurt.

"Boss, Leila is a student in my class. It stands to reason that if something goes wrong, I, as the head teacher, should also be responsible. They are still children. Can we give a lighter punishment?" said the head teacher who led Leila into the classroom in the morning. .

"You don't need to beg for mercy. I'm free to measure this matter."

"Knock, knock, knock, knock!" The teacher's assistant knocked on the door and said, "Leyla's parents are here." After finishing speaking, she hurriedly stepped back and turned around, whispering joyfully, I actually saw Quan Zhilong himself Now, go back and show off with your girlfriends!

"Hello teacher, hello director, I am Leila's father." Quan Zhilong bowed politely, then straightened up and looked in Leila's direction.

Leila dodged subconsciously, a little... feeling ashamed to see him.

Why did he really come? He must be very angry with himself now, right?

"Mr. Quan, isn't it? Layla was involved in a fight at school and had a bad influence. Now the school's decision is to let Layla go back to tutor for a week and reflect on her mistakes."

Quan Zhilong was stunned for a long while, apparently never thought that things would develop like this, turned to look at Leila who was also injured, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Okay, teacher, I understand, I have caused you trouble." Quan Zhilong couldn't help apologizing, and bowed, Leila felt uncomfortable in her eyes, and felt more about the injustice of this punishment, why? Only punish her alone!

"Okay, Mr. Quan, you can take Leila back."

Quan Zhilong was stunned again, "Don't you have to finish this afternoon's class?"

"Let's go back."

……

When she came out of the office building, Leila followed Quan Zhilong's footsteps and asked, very dissatisfied, "Why didn't you refute just now? You don't even care why I beat them?"

Quan Zhilong continued to walk quickly without saying a word, with a sullen face.

When he was about to walk to the door, the reporters were still there. Without further ado, Quan Zhilong quickly took off his coat and covered Leila's head, saying, "Follow me, get in the car as soon as you get out."

But Leila's appearance inevitably caused a commotion, and the flashing lights flooded the sky again, so she couldn't open her eyes, she subconsciously reached out to block the dazzling light.

"I heard that Leila got into a fight at school. Is that true? Can you briefly explain it?" A microphone was extended in front of Quan Zhilong, and he turned his head to look at that person, and quickly looked back , I ignored it at all, and quickly got into the car, closed the door, started the car, and left the place of right and wrong.

"After returning home, don't go online for a few days, and don't watch any social platforms." Quan Zhilong drove the car, and caught a glimpse of the cars of the reporters who were following closely from the rearview mirror.

"Why, why did the whole world become like a sinner like me," Leila felt extremely innocent, "They insulted my mother, no one believed what I said!" As she spoke, Leila's eyes turned red Finally, a person silently turned his head and leaned against the window to shed tears.

Quan Zhilong quickly took out a tissue and handed it to her. Leila pushed his hand away, wiped his face vigorously, and said stubbornly, "I didn't cry."

"I'm doing it for your own good..." Quan Zhilong glanced at her and said, "If you read those other people's opinions, they will only be of no benefit to you."

On the way home, Quan Zhilong parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car alone and closed the car door, Leila glanced quietly, and saw that it was the door of a pharmacy. Lila walked over with a bag in her hand, and Leila quickly looked away.

"I knew that the director would not punish me!" Zheng Hela held her head high and held her chest high, "My parents both belong to the Seoul Metropolitan Government, where is her father? Hmph, she's just a member of the entertainment industry, you see Who will the school face?"

"Sister He La, it's really thanks to you, otherwise, we would definitely be called as parents."

"Huh, that's right, if you fight against me, you will only lose. Now, I won't see that outsider for a week. It's great!" Zheng Hela and his group were walking back to the classroom when they were suddenly taken The few people who came out were blocked.

"Holy... Ouba... why is it you?" Zheng Hela's eyes changed from surprise to flattery.

……

Back home, Leila was called by Quan Zhilong to sit in the living room, thinking that he was going to teach her a lesson, but later found out that he simply wanted to treat her wound?

"Does it hurt?" Quan Zhilong asked softly, holding a cotton swab to apply medicine to her.

Leila's heart warmed inexplicably, and she said firmly, "It doesn't hurt."

Quan Zhilong felt speechless and helpless for his strong daughter, "Girls, don't act like a man, you should be softer, so that there will be men who will love you in the future, if you resist everything by yourself If you do it, no one will understand your pain, and men will not treat you sincerely. Men, they all want admiration and a sense of existence from women, so ah..."

Leila interrupted him suddenly, and looked at him with wide eyes, "I'm only 15 years old, are you sure you want to discuss men with me now?"

As soon as the words fell, Quan Zhilong realized that he seemed to be nagging a little bit, but Balabala couldn't help talking so much, it shouldn't be something that Leila should understand at this age.

Quan Zhilong picked up the Band-Aid and stuck it on the bridge of Leila's nose, "Sorry, I just said too much."

Layla lowered her head and played with the Band-Aid stickers, "You...don't blame me?"

Quan Zhilong was stunned, and stopped what he was doing, "Why should I blame you?"

"I made a fool of you." Leila said quickly.

Quan Zhilong smiled suddenly, "I didn't think about it that much. At that time, my only thought was...to protect you." Now, only he, and this family, are the most oriented to her. When targeting her, when she is most isolated and helpless, as a father, he can't just blame her blindly and teach her like the outsiders, but give her care, tolerance, and forgiveness.

Before he knew it, Quan Zhilong felt that he had gradually realized the essentials of being a father.

"Okay, are you hungry? I'll make you lunch." After Quan Zhilong finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen without looking back.

Leila sat quietly on the sofa in the living room by herself, unable to figure it out... Could it be that he really didn't have any thoughts in his heart? If it were an ordinary family, his child would be treated like this in front of so many people. If you take it home, you will feel ashamed, and he is not an ordinary person, but a well-known star in Korea... This may have a greater impact, he said, not angry, but Leila didn't believe it at all.

Quan Zhilong silently boiled the water, put the pasta in and cooked it, and after a while, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. It was a call from his manager. Quan Zhilong wiped his hands and answered.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"You still ask what's wrong, but I want to ask what's wrong with you. What happened to you when you went to school, and you got into a fight on the first day of class? The school called and asked you to bring it back?" Cui Shunhao questioned as soon as he opened his mouth.

Through the mobile phone, Quan Zhilong can roughly imagine his angry appearance.

"That's right, I'm at home now." Quan Zhilong said calmly, stirring the noodles in the pot with chopsticks.

Cui Shunhao became even more angry when he heard this, "Why, it sounds like it happened to someone else, and it has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Brother, I'm cooking here, I'll call you later, first of all, bye." After finishing speaking, Quan Zhilong quickly hung up the phone.

"Hey, hello, hello, kid!"

Quan Zhilong opened the Korean website with his mobile phone, and clicked on the news post titled, "Quan Zhilong's 15-year-old daughter is suspected of being punished by the school for fighting".

The first thing that catches the eye is the photo of Leila's injured appearance, which was accidentally photographed by the reporter, and the photo of him taking her out of the school.

The comments below are even more varied, and the scolding has reached a new level.

"I heard that she beat the daughter of a South Korean government official. Damn it, this outsider should be kicked out of South Korea, but he came here to bully us!"

"Axi, it's so hateful. This kid doesn't look like a good thing at first glance. Now it's true. Even Quan Zhilong has been dragged into the water!"

......

Quan Zhilong didn't dare to continue reading, feeling that every bad word was also stabbing himself. He, as a father, had no ability to stop such a thing from happening. If Leila stayed in the United States, maybe it would be impossible Nothing like this will happen.

The author has something to say: Today, the rankings of fangroups are changing super fast, so I will update them in advance~~~

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读者“defjhsfmdfp”,灌溉营养液+12017-06-2116:56:46

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