You Won't Even Say "You" When Asking for My Help

This explosive statement spread throughout the group.

The once lively work group chat instantly fell silent.

Several older teachers expressed their embarrassment by sweating profusely.

Several young female teachers also started sweating profusely.

But this "sweating soybean" is clearly not the same as the previous "sweating soybean".

After a while, the principal tagged Zeng Dawei in the group chat.

"Teacher Zeng, this is a work group, please be mindful of your manners!!!"

"Withdraw it immediately!!! The impact is too terrible!!!"

A vice principal also tagged Zeng Dawei.

Seriously, how could you post something like that in a group chat? They usually post it privately.

However, Zeng Dawei was unaware of his troubles.

He was wondering why Tang Yu was being so insensible.

Gift-giving is a thing.

Is this something I can say?

To show that he is not that kind of person.

He could only sternly reprimand Tang Yu, hoping that Tang Yu would understand that he was that kind of person.

It's somewhat like Tang Sanzang tapping Sun Wukong on the head three times, implying that he should come out at 3 a. m. to watch a movie together.

But he didn't understand Tang Yu at all. Before you could even tap him on the head, he'd already given you a head injury.

"Teacher Zeng, what are you doing? Did you send the message I was supposed to receive out? What am I going to tell my husband if he finds out?"

Just then, a hurried voice came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a female teacher in her thirties ran in from outside.

She also had a work ID hanging around her neck; her surname was Bai and her given name was Jie.

She rushed in and found someone in the office; her face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

Zeng Dawei was also stunned, and asked blankly, "What's wrong? Don't joke around, Teacher Bai."

"I was just kidding. Who told you to make such a joke in the work group? You should check the group right now."

Teacher Bai urged.

Hearing their conversation, Tang Yu began to wonder if she had transmigrated into the wrong book.

Isn't this supposed to be the world of Dragon King novels? How did it turn into some kind of NTR novel?

Zeng Dawei quickly glanced at the work group and saw that it had already exploded with activity.

He quickly scrolled up the chat history, then his vision went black and he almost fainted.

What the hell is going on? I sent this message three minutes ago?

So he quickly tried to retract it, but found that he couldn't.

"Sorry, my account was just hacked. I've contacted a police officer friend to help me get it back."

Realizing he couldn't retract his statement, he quickly typed out this message to prove his innocence.

Then the work group chat was filled with ellipses.

The attitude is very clear: do you think everyone is stupid? Do you think your police friend can arrive in minutes to help you recover your account? Did the hacker just do this to smear you?

He knew he couldn't clear his name, so he could only watch as Tang Yu's family pleaded.

"Mr. Tang, you've been chatting with me in the office. Could you please help me prove that I didn't send those things? Just come with me to the principal's office."

Tang Yu slowly took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a breath.

Tang Keke and Jiang Caixia were still standing there.

Feeling it wasn't appropriate, he stubbed out his cigarette and said with a smile, "Teacher Zeng, I've noticed that you don't even address me as 'you' when you ask for my help."

"Please, you must help me prove my innocence."

Zeng Dawei pleaded.

"Okay, go ahead."

Tang Yu nodded.

Upon arriving at the principal's office, Zeng Dawei knocked on the door, received permission, and quickly pushed the door open to enter.

"Principal, this was a misunderstanding. I was discussing my child's education with a parent; he can vouch for me."

The principal glanced at Tang Yu and asked, "Is that so?"

"Yes, I can testify that he did send that message, but it must have been a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes, it's understandable. He'll just be more careful next time."

Tang Yu nodded and then added, "Also, my daughter's hair is white because of a congenital disease. He said my daughter is affecting the school's atmosphere and hinted that I should give him gifts. My husband and I are both researchers and don't have much money, so to be honest, it's really difficult for us."

Holding Tang Keke, Jiang Caixia blushed slightly, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes, but a sense of excitement in her heart.

Tang Keke found Aunt Jiang quite adorable and couldn't resist giving her a peck.

Zeng Dawei's face turned green, and he glared at Tang Yu angrily, saying, "How could you make such a false accusation?"

"I've never lied in my life, I've only ever worked in the lab. Oh well, whatever."

Tang Yu sighed and turned to leave.

"Parent, please rest assured that our school will handle this matter seriously. I personally admire you unsung researchers very much. If your child has any problems at school in the future, just come to me directly."

The principal, however, held Tang Yu in high esteem.

What is the foundation of a nation's existence? Celebrities, actors, and young heartthrobs?

It's these researchers who worked behind the scenes that led the country from an agricultural society to an industrial one.

"Principal, you're too kind. I also have great respect for scholars like you who have nurtured countless students."

After Tang Yu offered a few words of flattery, she left the school with Jiang Caixia.

After resolving Tang Keke's matter, Tang Yu looked at this guy speechlessly.

"You are not allowed to hit classmates at school from now on."

"I didn't just hit it randomly."

"Why is her face swollen?"

"I used moral character to persuade them; that's called winning people over with virtue."

Tang Yu swallowed the curse that was on the tip of her tongue, seriously doubting whether this kid was even her own.

Because of this, this guy doesn't have to go to class this afternoon.

After getting into the car together, she picked up the copy of "Pride and Prejudice" that Jiang Caixia had given to Tang Yu and started flipping through it.

After flipping through a few pages, she asked in a clear, childlike voice.

"Daddy."

"What's wrong?"

"The book talks about love at the beginning, but what exactly is love?"

Tang Yu said "Oh," and then added, "I'm driving, I don't have time to answer. Ask your aunt."

"Aunt Jiang, what is love?"

Jiang Caixia's fair and beautiful face instantly flushed red, and her ears began to burn.

After stammering a few words, she gestured a couple more times with her hands, then transformed into a steampunk princess and angrily slapped Tang Yu's thigh.

How could this guy let himself answer such a childish question?

"Why did you hit me? I was just telling Keke what love is. Love is feeling happy when you see something or someone. For example, you feel happy when you see fried chicken, which means you love fried chicken, right?"

Tang Yu explained calmly, a hint of a smile in her eyes.

"Oh, I also love hot pot, milk tea, skewers, milk, playing games, and watching TV. So I think Aunt Jiang loves you, Daddy, too. Aunt Jiang is happy whenever she sees Daddy."

"..."

Jiang Caixia's face burned even more, and she could only shake her head vigorously to hide her guilty conscience.

When we got Jiang Caixia home...

Her face was still flushed when she got out of the car.