Chief’s Tip Pet: Sweet Wife, New Online

The child's stern and angry accusations, mixed with his grievances and choking, resounded throughout the office.

Several female teachers and the face of Ms. Jiang were a little ugly, especially Ms. Jiang.

It's just that no matter how ugly her face is, she can't really admit that it's her and her son's fault at this time.

After a while, he scolded again: "How can you believe what the child said? Maybe...maybe he is lying! At a young age he was fighting and lying again, really..."

Seeing that the woman wanted to slap her child on the head again, Qi Anran suddenly became angry, and interrupted her quite simply: "If you can't believe what the child said, then how did you come to the conclusion that my son is the culprit? in conclusion?"

"Is it necessary to say? Look, look, what is my son's appearance?" Ms. Jiang took her almost broken son to a stop, suddenly gaining confidence.

Qi Anran didn't even look at the child, and only replied: "Your son was beaten, isn't my son beaten?"

Ms. Jiang choked, struck her neck and said, "That's your son who did it first!"

"What about the evidence? You said that you can't believe what your child said. Then you have no basis for it. Why do you say that my son did it first? I also said that your son is as fat as a ball and has inflexible hands and feet. I was beaten by my son in turn!"

"You..." Ms. Jiang was so angry that there was smoke above her head, she almost couldn't help but rushed forward and swallowed Qi Anran alive.

Qi Anran felt that his eyes were stained even when he glanced at her. He looked down at Ye Zhaoyang, who was still crying, and reprimanded: "Do you know what was wrong now?"

Qi Anran's sudden sentence made all the adults present stunned, and that Ms. Jiang changed from anger to pride in a moment.

It was expected that Qi Anran was just stubborn, and to calm down, he still had to be taboo about their family's identity in this imperial capital, obediently let the child apologize to his son and compensate them for their losses.

Not only her, but Ye Zhaoyang also thought so. He was quite happy when he heard Qi Anran speak for him just now.

When I heard her words, I suddenly felt cold and aggrieved.

Tears flowed down, bowed his head and choked, "I...I know I was wrong, I shouldn't fight with people."

"Wrong." Qi Anran interrupted his self-pity in a deep voice, "It's not that you are wrong to fight with people, but that you should not be so impulsive. Next time, if someone dares to say bad things about your dad, dare to say you. If your father and mother killed your parents, you should endure it for a while, and when you go back, find a bunch of people to put him in his sack."

"Set his sack?" Ye Zhaoyang originally thought Qi Anran would ask him to apologize to the little fat man, but he didn't expect to hear her say that she was right in the fight, but the mistake was that he didn't find someone to put the little fat man's sack, so he was immediately puzzled. Asked, "What is a sack?"

The expression on Qi Anran's face was slightly stiff: "Sacking a sack is to use a bag to put a person in without paying attention, and then hit the person outside the bag."

Ye Zhaoyang pondered for a moment, and his eyes lit up slightly: "I understand. If this is the case, he will not be able to hit me in the bag. I can only hit him."

"Yes, when you teach others, you can't make yourself suffer at the same time. That's right, understand?"

"Understood!" Ye Zhaoyang's eyes glowed, as if he had discovered the New World.

Everyone on the side: "..."