The Naughty Wife Can't Be Tamed/C5 Ill Teach You a Lesson When I Get Home Tonight!
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C5 Ill Teach You a Lesson When I Get Home Tonight!

The vice principal and the Dean of Students had never imagined that Huo Mengmeng's parents were none other than Master Leng.

Messing with Master Leng's people could spell disaster for them!

The vice principal shot a fierce glare at the Dean of Students for her loose lips, cursing himself for not stopping her sooner.

Now, having offended the influential figure before them, all they could do was try their best to explain.

With that in mind, the vice principal hastily apologized, "I'm terribly sorry, Master Leng. We're still looking into today's incident, and there may have been some misunderstandings..."

"Misunderstandings?"

Leng Huaiqing let out a light chuckle. His gaze, when it landed on the Dean of Students, was icy and sharp, laced with mockery.

Clearly, he wasn't buying their story.

The vice principal was mortified and struggled to justify, "As Chair Su mentioned earlier, although everyone witnessed Ms Huo Mengmeng striking someone, there had been a verbal altercation between the students beforehand. There might be more to the story..."

"Really?" Leng Huaiqing arched an eyebrow, his voice laden with implication.

"Yes, absolutely!"

The vice principal nodded frantically, then shot a warning look at the Dean of Students beside him, commanding, "Chair Su, we must thoroughly investigate this matter. We cannot falsely accuse anyone, do you understand?"

But before the Dean of Students could respond, Leng Huaiqing, seemingly offhand, inquired, "Earlier, you brought up School Board Member Hsiao?"

This time, the vice principal didn't allow the Dean of Students the chance to speak, fearing she might inadvertently provoke Master Leng further and make the situation irreparable.

He preempted her, saying, "The situation is this, Master Leng. The student who clashed with Ms Huo Mengmeng happens to be the daughter of School Board Member Hsiao, Ms Xiao Anan."

Leng Huaiqing's gaze sharpened, his tone cool yet disconcerting, "So, you only need to provide explanations to School Board Member Hsiao?"

His words implied a challenge: Don't I also deserve an explanation?

Who was Leng Huaiqing?

He was the esteemed President of the School Board!

Even though Xiao Anan's father is a School Board Member, he doesn't hold a candle to Leng Huaiqing. He simply doesn't measure up.

The vice principal, having held his position for many years, was undoubtedly shrewd. It would be foolish to think he'd risk his career by offending the School Board President over a mere School Board Member.

With a face plastered with obsequious smiles, he assured Leng Huaiqing, "Master Leng, rest assured, we will provide you with a satisfactory resolution, no matter what it takes!"

"Deadline," Leng Huaiqing demanded curtly, his thin lips parting just enough to let the icy words escape.

The vice principal didn't dare to show any hesitation. He quickly vowed, "Today is Friday. By the end of the flag-raising ceremony on Monday morning, I will disclose the results of this entire affair in front of the entire school. I will also present the findings to Master Leng."

"Very well, I shall await your call," Leng Huaiqing said coolly, casting a brief glance at the vice principal before striding out with his long legs.

As he walked past Huo Mengmeng, without turning his head, he left a stern warning in a hushed tone, "You'll be dealt with at home tonight!"

Leng Huaiqing's voice was soft, and just then, the dinner bell rang, so only Huo Mengmeng caught his words. Her heart was in turmoil all day long.

After dinner, Huo Mengmeng sat on the living room sofa, her nerves on edge. She huddled up like a scared little kitten, anxiously awaiting Leng Huaiqing's return.

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