Call Him a Bully? Serves Him Right!

Fortunately, the parents in the audience had a realistic understanding of their own little darlings' abilities. They patiently encouraged the children, but just as the performance was nearing its end, something went wrong on Chu Yanxiao's side.

The tree he played spent most of its time at the back of the stage as a backdrop and had barely any lines. He only needed to sway his arms now and then, imitating a breeze passing through the treetops.

Chu Yanxiao had been doing that perfectly well.

The only problem was that, during the song-and-dance portion, the little girl standing beside him kept stepping on his feet and nearly shoved him off the stage. Chu Yanxiao did not argue with her and kept moving aside, but the girl pressed forward step by step, as though his feet were magnets.

By the end of the performance, Chu Yanxiao's little white shoes had been trampled black.

Chu Yanxiao's germophobia flared up then. He squatted down, carefully trying to wipe the footprints off his shoes. Just then, the little girl from earlier ran over to ask for the bird plushie on him. Her hand had already reached out, but when Chu Yanxiao crouched down, she grabbed at empty air and fell straight forward.

She remained in that fallen position, sitting on the floor and bursting into loud tears.

Although Chu Yanxiao had done nothing, he remembered the teacher saying that boys should take better care of girls. Seeing how miserably she was crying, he reached out to help her up.

Before the little girl could react, an elderly couple beside her rushed over with agility that did not match their age. They slapped away Chu Yanxiao's outstretched hand.

"What are you doing?! How could you bully someone like that?!" The white-haired old man helped the girl up and pulled her into his arms, roaring at Chu Yanxiao.

Startled, Chu Yanxiao shrank back and took two steps away. He shook his head. "I didn't bully her. She fell down by herself."

But the little girl pointed at Chu Yanxiao with a wronged expression. "It was him! It's all his fault!"

The old woman was heartbroken and made as if to strike him. "Don't cry, sweetheart. It's okay! Grandma will get revenge for you!"

Fu Siwen and Su Minghui had only just rushed over. Seeing the two adults losing their tempers at Chu Yanxiao, they hurried over and shielded him behind them.

"I'm his parent. If you have something to say, say it to me!"

Su Minghui stood beside Fu Siwen as well, and even Su Leyun in her arms wore a fierce expression.

This kid is awful! She kept bullying Chu Yanxiao, and she's even lying to frame him. She has to be taught a lesson!

He moved his fingers, and a golden glimmer flew from his fingertips and swiftly slipped into the little girl's mouth.

Hearing Fu Siwen's voice, the two elderly people turned to look at her. Seeing that she was simply dressed and that Chu Yanxiao, behind her, had played nothing more than a tree in the stage play, they looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts.

Though it was only a small school performance, and the teachers had said the children's roles would be decided by drawing lots, the parents had all been secretly competing, doing everything they could to get their children more important roles.

And the deciding factors, naturally, were family background and wealth.

The children's stage was, to put it bluntly, also a battlefield for the parents.

Yet the little boy before them had been cast as the most insignificant backdrop. Clearly, his family had no standing at all.

The old woman held her granddaughter in her arms and sneered. "Like parent, like child. You reek of poverty. I already told the principal that this is a high-end international school. We can't just admit any stray cats and dogs!"

"You want us to take it up with you? Our precious granddaughter is delicate and precious. If she gets hurt anywhere, can you afford to compensate us?"

Fu Siwen disliked gatherings of society wives and rarely attended such occasions with Father Chu, so few people recognized her.

She preferred it that way. She did not have to be surrounded by a crowd everywhere she went. She simply had not expected that one day, someone would point at her nose and call her poor.

Even if she had not married into the Chu Family, Fu Siwen had been born into wealth since her grandfather's generation. When had she ever suffered such humiliation?

Even if they truly had no money, that still did not give these two old fools the right to act so high and mighty!

Fu Siwen glared at her. "What proof do you have that my son pushed her? If you don't have any, then stop spouting slander here!"

Her words immediately changed the old man's expression. He advanced toward them step by step. "Are you saying my granddaughter is lying? How ridiculous!"

"Come on, tell them. Did he push you?"

Without changing her expression, the little girl nodded heavily. "That's right. It was him!"

"Achoo! Achoo!" The moment she finished speaking, the little girl sneezed several times in a row, and her nose turned red.

She paid it no mind and continued accusing him. "It's all his fault! Grandpa, teach him a lesson!"

"Achoo! Achoo!" She sneezed several more times, and this time, they almost would not stop.

Hahaha, serves you right for lying! Su Leyun clapped his hands.

The moment he saw someone who cared about him, Chu Yanxiao could no longer hold it in. He hugged Fu Siwen, buried his face in her arms, and said in a tearful, aggrieved voice, "Mom, I really didn't push her. She fell down by herself!"

When Chu Yanxiao hugged her, a small section of his arm was exposed. There was a bright red mark on it, clearly left when the old man had slapped away Chu Yanxiao's hand.

Su Leyun's eyes shifted. He turned and glared at the old man, his cheeks puffed up with anger, making him look like an angry little pufferfish.

You actually dared lay a hand on one of my people! You deserve a beating!

Although he usually thought Chu Yanxiao talked too much, Su Leyun had long considered him one of his own. It was fine for him to bicker with Chu Yanxiao himself, but he would not let outsiders bully him!

Hearing that, Chu Yanxiao raised his head to look at Su Leyun. Seeing his little face puffed up in anger on his behalf, his heart felt sweet.

The little girl was still sneezing and could not stop no matter what. Her grandparents were frantic now as well and rushed at Fu Siwen. "It's all because of your ill-mannered child! He hurt my granddaughter!"

"Then we'll check the surveillance footage and see exactly how your granddaughter fell! If it wasn't my son's fault, you'll properly apologize to him!"

The two groups began to tussle, and Chu Xuan was not afraid in the slightest. He charged to the front, wanting to protect everyone.

Smack! Smack!

Amid the chaos, Su Leyun swung his little hand, leaving two miniature slap marks on the old man's wrinkled face.

Against people like this, he could not even be bothered to waste his spiritual power. He did it himself.

Though the slap marks were small, their force was not small at all. Very quickly, the spot where the old man had been struck turned red and swollen, bulging far above the surrounding skin.

The old man's face hurt so badly it went numb. In disbelief, he thought, What's going on? Is this child's hand poisoned?

That's what you get for bullying him! Serves you right!

Su Minghui held back her laughter and offered a perfunctory apology. "Sorry, he's still little and hasn't learned to control his hands yet."