Chapter 77: Ignition
Zhang Yue had been caught up in the trouble because of Su Can, and Zheng Mingchuan's slap earlier had been no light blow. Half his face was visibly swollen. Now that his father and mother had arrived and seen the mess, their expressions naturally darkened.
Zhang Yue's mother stepped forward and pulled his hand away from his face. Pointing at him, she demanded, "Tell me yourself. What happened here? Well? You were fighting with someone in a place like this? What on earth do you get up to all day? Who hit you? Where is he? Let's see how tough he is today!"
The friends beside Zhang Yue exchanged looks, none daring to speak. His mother, Yang Yinghua, taught piano at a university and was usually very aloof. With Zhang Yue, however, she combined indulgence with strict demands and was fiercely protective of him. Seeing Tang Wu learn the piano, she had personally taught Zhang Yue from childhood too, but his unremarkable ability had ultimately disappointed her. She controlled the family finances, and everyone knew how stingy she was. She begrudged spending money on relatives, friends, and even herself, yet Zhang Yue wore designer brands from head to toe.
With her launching straight into a scolding, Zhang Yue probably felt he had already had enough bad luck today. Losing even more face, he grew a little angry too. "Can't you save whatever you have to say until we get home? I don't want to talk to you right now."
His mother was left speechless by that retort, unable to swallow her anger. But as a university lecturer, her outward aloofness made her suppress it. Staring at Zhang Yue, she said, "Zhang Yue, I'm sparing your dignity right now. Otherwise, I'd have slapped you already. Who were you