C25 Yuxian Appeared

Shen Chuwei immediately slammed the table and looked at the teacher with both hands on the table. "Then is it true that my child was scolded?"

The teacher didn't seem to expect Shen Chuwei's reaction to be so big, so he said: "But it was Murong who attacked first, and besides, what kind of ugly words can a child of the same age say?"

Shen Chuwei was so angry that her beautiful face twisted. "Then how much pain can a three-year-old hurt? Teacher, are you making a mountain out of a molehill?"

"Mrs Tang." The teacher said seriously, "Your idea is wrong. No wonder children have no upbringing."

Because of these words, a wave of anger surged in Shen Chuwei's heart. "Who are you calling uncultured? Say that again."

"How can you be like this?"

"What's wrong with who? My child was bullied, so I can't say it anymore, right?"

Shen Chuwei slammed the table and called out to her.

A cold voice came from behind her, "What's wrong?"

Shen Chuwei was so angry that her face turned red. When she saw that it was Tang Yiyang, she complained, "She said that she really did not teach him well."

Tang Yiyang's face immediately froze, as if it was covered in a layer of frost.

"Mrs Tang, I think you should bring Murong back to discipline him. If this goes on, problems will arise sooner or later."

Shen Chuwei immediately said, "The one who should go back is you."

"My child, I naturally have my own way of teaching." Tang Yiyang took a step forward, put his arm around Shen Chuwei's shoulder, and stared coldly at the teacher.

"But I don't want my child to be bullied. Otherwise, I won't let him go either."

With that, Tang Yiyang left with Shen Chuwei.

Shen Chuwei was so angry that her hands were still trembling. Perhaps it was because of her mother's love.

"What kind of teacher is this?" Shen Chuwei scolded fiercely. "What do you mean no matter what, you can't hit people?"

Shen Chuwei had been through the same thing when she was in junior high school. She could understand what it meant to be despised and ostracized by others.

"I'll arrange for a change of class tomorrow."

Shen Chuwei's anger had yet to dissipate, and her heart ached even more for Murong.

As she sat in the car, she caught a glimpse of Shen Chuwei's angry expression, and a hint of ridicule appeared in her eyes.

"Are you addicted?"

Shen Chuwei didn't know where she got her temper from, but when she heard the teacher's words, the anger in her chest immediately burst out.

"This matter must be dealt with properly. I will bring Zhenzhen here tomorrow."

The corner of Tang Yiyang's mouth curled up as he pressed down on her: "Don't you think you have to have more than one identity?"

Before Shen Chuwei could react, the man's hands pressed down on her, preventing her from struggling free.

"What do you want?"

Tang Yiyang said word by word, "Marry me."

Shen Chuwei opened her eyes wide: "What kind of joke are you playing?"

Putting aside the fact that Cong Han couldn't pass, what about Shen Xiu's million?

Tang Yiyang seemed to be able to see her worry. "I'll pay you back this one million yuan for you. Marry me."

Shen Chuwei felt her face hurt, as if she had been humiliated.

When she was with Cong Han for money, was she going to marry someone else for money?

Was she, Shen Chuwei, that cheap?

"No." Shen Chuwei refused without hesitation, her voice firm. "I won't marry you."

Tang Yiyang raised his thick eyebrows, and then a layer of ruthlessness seemed to come out of his eyes, "You don't want to save your brother?"

Shen Chuwei lowered her head and did not say anything. Although she wanted to, she was not willing to do it for money.

"But I don't want to marry you."

Tang Yiyang's expression turned cold, and his dark eyes became extremely cold.

This was the first time he had asked someone to marry him, but he was rejected.

"Do you think you still have the right to resist?"

Tang Yiyang's entire body was pressing down on her. The hormone aura of a man wrapped around the coldness of a man invaded her body, making her feel suffocated.

"Tang Yiyang, don't go too far."

Tang Yiyang was still unwilling to let go. If not for Murong liking her, Shen Chuwei would have died countless times.

"Marry me."

"No!"

Shen Chuwei gritted her teeth, her delicate and pretty face faintly holding back her anger.

Could it be that rich people liked to force things that others were unwilling to do on her?

The cold smile on Tang Yiyang's face turned completely cold. His Adam's apple moved, and he held Shen Chuwei's chin. In the next second, the man's kiss came again.

His kiss was always aggressive. Shen Chuwei felt as if her entire body was about to be swallowed by him. Frowning, she pounded his chest, silently expressing her anger.

When she looked up again, she saw the coldness in his eyes. It was as if an endless cold had swallowed her.

Shen Chuwei's heart trembled, and she became even more determined in her heart.

"I'll give you three more days to think about it."

After the kiss, Tang Yiyang drove away.

When he returned to the Tang family, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Murong was still doing his homework in his room. Shen Chuwei walked over with light footsteps. Oh, this child was asleep.

He sighed in his heart and was about to carry him into his room to sleep when Murong woke up with a groan.

"Sister." When Murong saw her, his eyes instantly widened.

Shen Chuwei's heart warmed, and the corner of her mouth carried a smile: "Have you eaten?"

Murong shook his head.

"Then I'll go out and fill your bowl with food." Just as she was about to go out, Murong grabbed her and asked carefully: "Did you go to the parent-teacher conference today?"

Shen Chuwei nodded and replied, "Of course."

"Then what did the teacher say?"

Shen Chuwei rolled her eyes.

"The teacher said that you are very obedient. You slept on time at noon and handed in your homework on time."

Hearing her praise, Murong scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

Shen Chuwei glanced at the scratch marks on his hand again. Thinking of what her teacher had said, she pulled up his sleeve.

Sure enough, under the bright white light, a few scratch marks could be seen clearly on Murong's fair arm.

Shen Chuwei's pupils shrank. At the beginning, Murong still wanted to struggle and not let Shen Chuwei see.

Shen Chuwei looked straight at Murong, her face serious: "Who hit you?"

Murong said: "I accidentally fell."

Shen Chuwei raised her voice. This child was actually lying to her. Shen Chuwei suppressed her anger and asked, "I'll ask you again, who hit him?"

Murong seemed to be able to see that she was unhappy, "Sister, don't be angry, okay? I really fell by accident."

With a thud, Shen Chuwei slammed the table and got up. She took the bag on the table and turned around to leave.

Murong panicked and caught up with her with small steps, "Sister, don't be angry, okay? I really didn't do it on purpose."

Seeing that he was sticking to her and couldn't bear to shake her off, Shen Chuwei froze him in place and said in a calm voice, "When you tell the truth, I'll come back."

"Sister." Murong's voice choked with sobs, attracting Tang Yiyang who was above.

"Daddy, hurry up and come down. Sister is leaving."

Tang Yiyang changed his clothes and came down from above. What he saw was that both his eyes were red.

Jun Juan frowned: "What's going on?"

Shen Chuwei turned around and wiped the sourness from the corner of her eyes. "Your son was bullied. Don't you have anything to say?"

Tang Yiyang glanced at him, and Shen Chuwei pulled up his sleeve again, showing the scratch marks to Tang Yiyang.

"Did you see that?"

Tang Yiyang's expression was even calmer than he had imagined: "He's a man."

Shen Chuwei raised her eyebrows, as if she did not expect him to say that.

Murong lowered his head as if he had made a mistake, not daring to speak.

"But he is your son."

Tang Yiyang half-closed his eyes, a hint of threat burst out from his eyes, and he warned in a cold voice.

"Shen Chuwei, don't you care a little too much?"

Shen Chuwei gritted her teeth in anger. If it wasn't for the fact that he was Yu Chunzhi's guardian, she would have carried him away.