After the call ended, Su Mingchao immediately dialed again, but he couldn't get through at all.
He angrily hurled his phone onto the sofa. "I can't get through anymore. That damn girl blocked us."
Hearing this, Su Qiao's Father's anger, which had just subsided a little, flared up again.
"She hung up on me, fine, but she actually dared to block me? Once we find her, I absolutely won't let her off."
Su Mother tried to persuade them both. "All right, stop getting angry. Shouldn't we find her first? The school called, and we can't drag this matter out, in case they change their minds."
What kind of people were they? If the school hadn't called their home, would they have never thought of calling her?
And after being so heartless last time, refusing even to hear an explanation before driving her out, shouldn't they apologize first now?
444 had originally been giving Su Qiao the cold shoulder, but at this moment, he couldn't help speaking up for her either.
"You're overthinking it."
"The school is worried about the impact, so they'll choose to placate her and apologize. But they won't."
Su Qiao calmly slipped her phone into her pajama pocket and turned back to the living room.
"If you dared to ask them to apologize, you'd probably get another earful of abuse. They'd say they're your biological parents—how could parents in this world apologize to their daughter?
"They'd casually say, 'Wasn't it just a few words? Do you really have to be so sensitive?' They might even accuse you of having poor emotional resilience and being useless."
"Perhaps the neighbors would try to reconcile things too, saying things like, 'There are no parents in the world who are truly in the wrong. A filial child shouldn't be so petty