The Big Shots Turn Out in Force to Back Her Up

After lunch, they returned to the classroom.

Teacher Wang, their homeroom teacher, came storming into the classroom.

He was a forty-four-year-old man, a middle-aged fellow with a mean face, as though everyone he saw owed him a fortune.

Frowning, he shouted at Ye Huo, "Hey, what's the meaning of this? You little vixen! Look what you did to her hand-you broke it! How vicious can you be?"

The teacher's surname was Wang. He had a fierce gaze and a thoroughly snobbish face.

He was already prejudiced against pretty girls, and the sight of Ye Huo's bewitchingly beautiful face made his anger flare even higher. "I must have had eight lifetimes of rotten luck! I've been teaching for years, so how did I end up with a student like you? If you're so great, why don't you fly up to heaven?

"Now her parents are waiting in the office for an explanation. Let's see what you're going to do!"

Ever since taking over this class, what he hated most was anything going wrong!

What he feared most was things blowing up, reaching the principal, and spiraling out of control, affecting his year-end evaluation for an excellence award.

On her very first day, the new student had landed him in such a huge mess.

And now Tang Jiao's parents had come looking for him.

If this affected his bonus assessment, he wished he could kill Ye Huo with a glare.

"Teacher, Tang Jiao was the one who started bullying people. They wanted Huohuo to kneel like a dog and drink ink for their entertainment! Huohuo only fought back because she couldn't stand it."

Gu Wanyang's face was flushed red as she couldn't help but interrupt.

"Shut up. Nobody asked you to speak."

Hearing that, Teacher Wang snapped, "It takes two hands to clap. Why did they bully you instead of someone else? You must have brought it on yourselves."

"Heh, teacher, if it takes two hands to clap, how about I give you a slap and see if it makes a sound?"

Seeing this, Ye Huo forced a smile, walked briskly over to Teacher Wang, and slapped him.

Smack! The crisp sound rang through the entire room.

The girl flexed her wrist and said in a cool, unrestrained voice, "Did that make a sound? If not, want another slap?"

"Fuck! You dare hit me? This is outrageous! You must have a death wish!"

Teacher Wang's slapped cheek burned with pain, and he clapped a hand over the left side of his face.

He glared at Ye Huo and shrieked, "You little bastard! Call your parents here. If you don't give me an explanation today, I'll have you thrown in jail!"

"Heh! You said it!"

Ye Huo let out a cold laugh.

She took out her phone and made a call. In an instant, big shots from all sides mobilized, hurrying to the school from all over the Capital.

Ten minutes later, dark clouds hung over the principal's office, filling it with an oppressive, terrifying atmosphere.

Tang Jiao, her father, her mother, and Teacher Wang stood before the group of big shots, looking awkward and helpless as cold sweat poured down their foreheads.

Who would have thought Ye Huo's family background was so formidable?

Any one of the big shots present could crush them with a twitch of a finger.

Ye Zhengtian, patriarch of the Ye Family and the richest man in the country, had arrived.

Her eldest brother, Ye Mo, had arrived.

Ye Chen, CEO and president of the Asian Ye Group, had arrived.

Ye Fan, internationally acclaimed film emperor, had arrived.

Jian Yan, hospital director, had arrived.

Ye Chuan, chief professor at B University, had arrived.

Each title was more terrifyingly impressive than the last.

Jian Yan had heard that her precious daughter had been bullied at school.

The beautiful hospital director, dressed in a white coat, with a noble bearing and stunning looks, had swept into the school like a whirlwind with a top medical team and an ambulance, fiercely protecting her young.

"Huohuo, Mommy's darling, who bullied you? Let Mommy castrate him with a scalpel!"

Dad also pushed open the door to the principal's office and rushed over. He pulled Ye Huo into his arms, checked her over carefully, then asked with concern written all over his face, "Huohuo, my precious daughter, let Daddy have a look. Are you hurt?"

"Mom, Dad, I'm fine. I'm not the one who got hurt!"

Ye Huo looked up at her worried parents, and a warm smile appeared on her lips.

Now she had people to back her up too.

"Oh, Huohuo, as long as you're all right, Mommy can rest easy. Come on, let's go home. Mommy made you chicken soup with ginseng to build up your strength!"

Jian Yan spoke with adoration all over her face.

In her eyes, her Huohuo was the best, sweetest, and prettiest child, no matter what.

Sitting in the office, Ye Huo pursed her red lips and said calmly, "Mom, I can't go home, because someone wants to send me to jail."

"Who dares?"

Ye Zhengyang, Ye Chuan, and her three brothers spoke at the same time.

The temperature in the room instantly plummeted to its lowest point.

The group of big shots sat there with solemn expressions, waiting to demand justice for their Huohuo.

"Elder Ye, I'm sorry. This is all a misunderstanding."

The principal, who had hurried over after hearing the news, stood before the two big-shot elders, his voice trembling with fear and sweat pouring off him like rain.

After all, this was Ye Zhengyang, the richest man in the country!

The old man's background reached the heavens; he could destroy a mere principal like him in minutes!

He kept apologizing from the side. "Elder Ye, we've gotten to the bottom of it. Tang Jiao started the trouble, and Student Ye was merely pushed too far and acted in legitimate self-defense. It hardly counts as a serious mistake."

"You bastard, what do you mean, it hardly counts as a serious mistake?"

Old Master Ye slammed the table and roared, "Our Huohuo did nothing wrong at all! There's something wrong with the way your school is run. You actually let those little bastards bully our Huohuo! This is outrageous! What kind of principal are you?"

"That's right. Our Huohuo is precious. At home, I can't even bear to let her pour a cup of tea, but you people actually dared to make my precious daughter kneel and drink ink? You've got some nerve, haven't you?"

Her father, Ye Chuan, usually gentle and refined, lost his temper for once. He aimed his fire at the principal and questioned him coldly.

His precious daughter had only just been found after so much difficulty. If anyone dared cause her the slightest grievance, they couldn't blame him, her father, for fighting them to the death!

"This... was our negligence... The young lady did nothing wrong. It was all our fault. We've decided to send Student Tang Jiao home to reflect on her actions for two months and write a ten-thousand-word self-criticism. Please forgive us, Elder Ye..."

The principal bowed in fright, lowering his head even further.

His voice trembled as he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, his nerves stretched taut as a bowstring.

This was the richest man's precious granddaughter. If anything happened to her, his future would surely be finished.

"Why should I be punished? That bitch was the one who splashed ink on me, broke my hand, and even made me call her 'Dad'! Why are you all taking her side?"

Tang Jiao endured the itching from the paint splashed on her face, which simply wouldn't wash off, as well as the pain of the broken bone in her arm.

Although the doctor had said it would take a hundred days for the injury to heal, she had suffered so much for no reason that she simply couldn't swallow her anger.

"What, you still won't accept it?"

Ye Huo blinked, looking rather unrestrained.

"You ill-mannered thing, what are you trying to do now?" Tang Jiao glared at Ye Huo angrily.

She refused to believe Ye Huo would dare act out in front of so many people.

But Ye Huo really did act out.

She stood up and walked over to Tang Jiao. The next second, she moved so fast she became a blur. At a speed the naked eye couldn't follow, she grabbed Tang Jiao by the collar and kicked both feet at her knees.

Crack!

Like a rag doll, Tang Jiao felt a sharp pain in her knees, and then, with a thud, she fell to her knees before Ye Huo.

She curled up in pain, howling miserably, no longer daring to act out.

"I hate tattletales most of all. You brought this on yourself!"

After teaching Tang Jiao a harsh lesson, Ye Huo clapped her hands and spoke coldly.

Tang Jiao's parents saw their precious daughter being bullied like this.

Left short of breath by the way they were being pressured, they shot Ye Huo an angry look and demanded, "You raised such a fierce daughter. Aren't you going to do something about her?"