Chapter 37.1 – Calling The Family

Mother Meng paused for a while, then smiled and asked, “Jingcheng No.1?”

Song Yu nodded. He looked at Ou Yilian and Wang Ci’s mother and spoke in a calm tone, “Yeah, I encountered a bit of trouble, and the teacher wants me to call the family.”

“Call the family?”

Mother Meng was obviously a little confused.

From the other side of the phone came the sound of fruit being arranged on a platter. At this time, a servant came over to say something, and Mother Meng replied with a few sentences.

She then picked up the phone again. This time, her tone of voice grew serious, “Alright, wait a bit, Yuyu, I’ll drive right over.”

Wang Ci’s mother stood nearby, her gaze still frigidly cold. The slap she’d taken from Song Yu just now was simply like a thorn that was stuck in her throat.

However, she held on to her own identity and couldn’t bring herself to fight back like a shrew.

Calling over Song Yu’s parents was a result that made her happy. Matters between adults could be resolved in an adult way.

Song Yu would regret it—regret it for a lifetime. Children at this age needed to see the cruelty of society before they understood when to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Wang Ci’s mother sat down calmly, her face cold as she smiled a superficial smile, “You called your aunt? Not your real mother? You really are a piece of trash that was born with a mother yet raised without one. Those with no upbringing just like to gather together; I really don’t know how many generations of bad luck was accumulated on my son for him to have encountered the two of you.”

Ou Yilian only felt that the anger that had been stuck in her heart for several days because of Song Yu had finally been smoothed out. Song Yu had the headmaster’s care because of his illness, and she herself was a class teacher, so it was impossible for her to make a move. She’d constantly had to suppress her dissatisfaction and words towards Song Yu, so it made her simply elated seeing that Song Yu had now provoked the Wang Family.

She frowned falsely and persuaded, “Song Yu, no matter what exactly happened with Wang Ci, hasn’t anyone taught you that you can’t hit people? Come on, apologize to Mrs. Wang.”

When Song Yu wasn’t happy, every sentence he spoke was provocative enough to choke on, “Was it a person that I hit?”

Ou Yilian was so angered that her face turned red, “You’re still cursing!”

With the Wang Family in her back pocket, she now had the backing to say what she wanted out loud. In any case, the fiercer she scolded him now, the happier Wang Ci’s mother would be.

She pointed angrily at his nose, “Do you really think you’re so great? Do you really think you’re something? You’re so fierce when fighting and swearing, what are you coming to school for? When your family comes later, have her take you away and get lost.”

“Teacher has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. In so many years, I’ve seen all kinds of students. Those like you can only show off your prestige at school. When you get out into society, we’ll see who looks up to you then.”

“I tried to give you advice, but you refused to listen. Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit, people like you are just cheap.”

Every word was clear and crisp as they landed, ringing out inside the office.

The teaching director who’d been silent the whole time couldn’t listen on anymore and tried to stop it, “Teacher Ou, isn’t a bit overboard to say such words to a student?”

Ou Yilian was just getting started and she had a natural-born sense of superiority, “Instructor Tian, you don’t understand. There’s no saving this kind of person. He should be scolded more harshly so that he’ll remember it in the future.”

Song Yu’s expression didn’t change as he listened to this slew of words, treating her words like farts. His delicate and pale face was cold, his light pupils frosty as he looked up at Ou Yilian, “Have you spoken these words to many students before?”

Ou Yilian: “That has nothing to do with you.”

Song Yu sneered and mocked, “You really are a cancer in the education sector. Since you love catering to the rich and powerful so much, why be a teacher? You should go to the Wang Family and become the dog that guards their door instead.”

Ou Yilian was embarrassed into fury, her face turning pale with anger.

Song Yu didn’t want to listen to her talk anymore. He spoke calmly, “It was Xie Sui who was led into that classroom, the one who was verbally abused was Xie Sui, and the one who was forced to fight back in self-defense was also Xie Sui. Just based on Wang Ci’s words, if I had been there at the time, he wouldn’t just be lying in the hospital, but in the cemetery.”

“You didn’t think about getting justice for the students and are just standing there turning black into white and distorting facts, even dragging me into the water.”

“Ou Yilian, are you worthy? Do you still remember the girl that you forced to nearly commit suicide out of depression? If you don’t know how to repent, then you should go to prison and reflect on yourself.”

His eyes were cold and sharp. They seemed to penetrate straight through to her soul.

Ou Yilian was frozen stiff on the spot. She stared fixedly at Song Yu, her eyes wide and her teeth trembling.

There was panic, guilt, and incredulity—how did he know? How had he learned of it?

Wang Ci’s mother finally couldn’t bear it anymore, “What do you mean? You even want to kill my son?!”

Cemetery!

When she heard this word, she stood up abruptly, lifting up the paper cup filled with boiling water in her hand. She spilled it forward fiercely, aiming at Song Yu’s face.

There was no doubt that the ugliness and nastiness in her bones were exposed as she spoke through gritted teeth, “Hidden murderer—you cheap thing! You don’t deserve a natural death!”

Hot water was bound to leave scars if it was poured on the face.

She’d attacked very suddenly.

Song Yu didn’t have time to come back to his senses. He could only watch as the water cup flipped through the air.

Then, he was pulled by the arm and tugged back a step.

Someone was standing beside him, his body giving off a cold aura. He reached out neatly for the paper cup and tossed it back without mercy.

Wang Ci’s mother immediately covered her face with her hand, but the back of her hand was still scalded red, and her eyes burned from the heat.

“Ahhhh—”

Ou Yilian was really shocked silly. She hurriedly rushed over and took out wet wipes, “Mrs. Wang, are you alright?”

Wang Ci’s mother trembled with anger, “You’re done for! Song Yu! You ill-bred thing, I’m going to ensure that your entire family can’t continue to live on in Jing City!”

Song Yu sneered.

Then, the door to the office was pushed open.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping in was clear and crisp. At the same time, a woman’s voice spoke in a cold, icy tone, “You want who to be unable to live in Jing City?”

Song Yu was stunned and turned back to look at the newcomer.

“Auntie?”

It was his aunt who stood at the door.

Ou Yilian was filled with glee when she heard the voice—Song Yu’s family was here? That was great! There was a deep sense of vengeance in her heart; to her, Song Yu was nothing more than a child from an ordinary family, and such guardians would be quite easy to deal with.

It was just that when she turned her head, she ended up thoroughly stunned.

She was some distance away, and the walls reflected light, making it so that her features couldn’t be clearly seen, but Ou Yuilian could tell that the woman standing at the door had a very special temperament.

There was a haughtiness that was similar to Wang Ci’s mother’s—but it wasn’t so annoying. On the contrary, it was more elegant and bright. She wore a smoke gray shirt paired with a wine red fishtail skirt and chestnut curly hair, her entire person’s temperament elegant and charming.

When she walked in, Ou Yilian was also able to see her appearance—she was wearing light make-up, had well-maintained skin, and seemed to be going out casually.

Out of a woman’s subconscious reaction, Ou Yilian quietly looked and compared herself with her. In the end, she gritted her teeth and held onto the corner of the table anxiously.

As soon as she entered the door, Mother Meng came forward a few steps. There was a cold smile on her lips as her eyes focused on Wang Ci’s mother.

“Ill-bred? Who did you just scold for having no upbringing?”

Wang Ci’s mother still had her eyes covered and didn’t try to look at the newcomer. She scolded furiously, “Are you unable to see who the ill-bred one is? It’s that murderous, bastard nephew of yours—”

“Pa.”

A slap was flung at Wang Ci’s mother’s face.

After all, the water hadn’t really entered her eyes.

Wang Ci’s mother raised up her gaze in fury, “You—”

It was just that the sentence caught in her mouth and wouldn’t come out.

The blood on her face faded away, and all anger and resentment turned into shock.

She turned stiff on the spot and stared at the woman in front of her. Half a beat later, she squeezed out a trembling voice from her throat, “Wen, Yuan?!”

Mother Meng—Wen Yuan, was also able to clearly see who it was. The amusement in her eyes didn’t lessen, mocking and sarcastic, “I wanted to know who it was who was so powerful that they could make my entire family unable to live on in Jing City. So it turned out to be you, Wu Xinmei.”

Her lipstick was bright and gorgeous, but her words were harsh when they reached the ears.

“Ill-bred? Do you deserve to say these words?”

Wang Ci’s mother felt like she’d just been slapped again, but she couldn’t say anything in front of Wen Yuan. Wen Yuan’s entire life was like an existence that simply contrasted hers.

She was born as a well-bred young lady of note, and she married into the equally powerful Meng Family later on. Her entire life’s path was as smooth as flowing water.

She just hadn’t thought that Song Yu’s aunt—would actually be Wen Yuan!

Chapter 37.2 – Calling The Family

Wen Yuan’s lips curved briefly.

“Using drugs to climb into bed and become a mistress, then outlive the original wife and step up into an official position, marrying yourself to a man 20 years your senior in order to climb into the Wang Family. Do you really think that you’re something?”

The more Wen Yuan spoke, the colder her gaze became.

“You’re a nobody who climbed up the social ladder just to become a joke for us—scolding my nephew as a bastard, what gives you the right.”

The entire office was silent.

Song Yu stood to the side, blindsided by the social secrets of the upper-class society in Jing City. Although he knew early on that his uncle was gentle and even, while his elder cousin’s irascible character came from his aunt, he hadn’t expected that his aunt would really be so fierce when she started on people.

Ou Yilian was also shocked silly. She looked at the aggressive woman in front of her and all sorts of emotions gushed out; inferiority, fear, and even terror.

“You’re, you’re Song Yu’s aunt?”

Wen Yuan’s gaze swept over coldly. She looked Ou Yilian up and down and saw through to her essence almost at a glance. She smiled mockingly, “Yes, I came to pick up my nephew. I heard that he was being held at the office. What happened? Tell me about it.”

Ou Yilian’s face was ghostly pale. Her lips trembled, and she couldn’t speak.

Based on Wang Ci’s mother’s reaction, it could be seen that this woman’s identity wasn’t simple. That social class wasn’t something she could afford to provoke.

So, Song Yu…

She was so flustered and panicked that she almost passed out, but she bore the brunt of Wen Yuan’s gaze and forced out a semblance of a smile, her face still pale, “In fact, it doesn’t have much to do with Song Yu, it’s that I… I misunderstood him… Here, I’d like to apologize to Song Yu for taking up so much of his time…”

She raised her hand, appearing to wipe tears from the corner of her eyes. Her gaze shifted over to Song Yu and she spoke in a quivering voice, “Just now, Teacher was too anxious. After all, you’re all students from the same class, and you’ll have to get along with each other for three years. Wang Ci is now in the hospital, so I spoke without thinking and said some things I shouldn’t have said.”

“I hope, hope that Song Yu won’t take it seriously.”

Song Yu pursed his lips and was too lazy to pay her any attention. In any case, he’d always treated Ou Yilian’s words like farts.

Wen Yuan tapped the table, “I just want to be clear about what happened today.”

Ou Yilian’s face paled again and she stood there helplessly.

From beside her, Wang Ci’s mother, who’d been splashed with hot water and slapped twice, was now a sorry mess. The pride and arrogance that she’d shown at the start was now gone. She stood there, trembling with anger, her teeth gritted, and said nothing.

Wen Yuan looked at her, then lifted her long hair and stepped forward to speak politely to the teaching director who’d acted invisible from start to finish, “Hello, teacher, I’m Song Yu’s aunt. I hope you can tell me about what happened this afternoon. Thank you.”

The teaching director saw that the situation had already progressed to this point and sighed a little inside. He’d only received news that there was a fight going on between students in Shushan Building and hadn’t expected to end up getting involved in such a thing.

He took off his glasses and wiped them. After deliberating over it for a long time, he ultimately chose to stick out his neck, muttering, “Regarding this matter, Song Yu and Xie Sui are both in the right. Regarding student Wang Ci, it can be considered… getting what he deserved.”

Wang Ci’s mother couldn’t hold back anymore. She abruptly raised her head, speaking through gritted teeth, “My son is currently lying in the hospital, yet you’re saying that he’s getting what he deserves?!”

The teaching director’s hands trembled slightly, still holding onto his glasses.

His love for the students in his heart overcame his fear of offending the Wang Family.

He sighed, “There are both text messages and a video recording. Wang Ci used Xie Sui’s grandmother to threaten him and drew him to an abandoned classroom, then brought others to bully him. Xie Sui injured Wang Ci and escaped, and it was student Song Yu who took him to the clinic. That’s how this matter started.” 

Wen Yuan sneered coldly. She turned her head and looked at Wang Ci’s mother whose face was pale, yet still had venomous eyes, “The Wang Family really has quite a lot of weird characters. There was one who just entered the police station last time, and there’s about to be another one already?”

Wang Ci’s mother had always been envious, jealous, and afraid of Wen Yuan, but when it came to her own son, she refused to step back. She gritted her teeth, “Get it clear, the one currently in the hospital is my son!”

She pointed a finger at Song Yu and Xie Sui.

“They—they’re completely fine!”

Wen Yuan ignored her. She stepped over on her high-heeled shoes, walking up to Song Yu. Her momentum gentled, and she smiled slightly, “Yuyu, do you and your friend still have the evidence?”

Song Yu tilted his head to look at Xie Sui.

Xie Sui took his cell phone very naturally.

She expressionlessly watched the video all the way until the end.

Wen Yuan stifled her rage and took a deep breath. She turned to look at Wang Ci’s mother and said, “You just watch. Wang Ci’s not an adult yet, but even if he doesn’t go to prison, I’m still going to send him to detention.”

“This kind of scum shouldn’t appear in a pure place like the school campus.”

At this time, Wang Ci’s mother was completely flustered and panicked.

Last time, Wang Beidan had been arrested for taking drugs, causing the Wang Family to lie low until the trouble blew over, behaving well and not daring to make any trouble. But her son was now being targeted by the Meng Family at this juncture, and she also thought about what other things Wang Ci had done while she doted on him.

Remorse and fear climbed into her heart.

She only had one son, and he was the one thing she could rely on in the Wang Family.

“No! This matter is just a joke between children! Wen Yuan! It’s enough! Don’t keep latching onto this!”

Wen Yuan laughed, “Aren’t you the one who latched onto the issue? You insisted on making Yuyu stay, insisted on calling the family. Alright, the family is here now, are you satisfied?”

Are you satisfied?

Each word was like a knife that stabbed into her heart.

It was like falling into an ice cellar.

Wang Ci’s mother’s eyes showed extreme regret. Anger and anxiety attacked her heart, her eyes turning red. When she thought about everything that had happened today, she turned around and slapped Ou Yilian across the face.

Her eyes were crimson as she roared, “It’s all you! It’s all you—if it wasn’t for your inability to manage your students, how would my son be in this situation?!”

Pa!

“Stupid and poisonous and incapable of judging people! It’s all you!”

Ou Yilian was beaten into a stunned daze.

She’d never thought that things would develop to this point.

She looked dazedly at Song Yu, her brain blank, her teeth chattering.

At this time, Meng Guang’s voice came in from outside the office. It was very loud, “Mom, what’s going on? You’re just picking someone up, why is it taking so long?”

And behind him.

An entire group of people came over.

It was the headmaster and several school directors, chatting and surrounding a gentleman dressed in a suit and leather shoes.

They were all smiling broadly and talking until their mouths were parched as they tried to find topics of discussion. The mayor had made a sudden visit to the school; even if it wasn’t for an inspection that had been arranged by the higher authorities, it still made their breaths stutter. They specifically followed him as he toured, saying high-sounding words about the work at the school.

Meng Guang had made a stop over on short notice. He wore a dress shirt and trousers and looked very much at home. He chattered freely as soon as he entered the office, leaning over like a big boy child, “You should give me back my cell phone now! How old am I already? Yet you’re still pulling this trick, how childish.”

Wen Yuan rolled her eyes.

Meng Guang: “What exactly happened with Yuyu? Dad called the headmaster, but the headmaster didn’t know about it either, so he simply came over to the school to see you guys.”

Wen Yuan sneered, “You can thank the Wang Family for this.”

Ou Yilian stared at the group of people entering the office in shock.

The man who was surrounded by a group of school directors.

…… Song Yu’s uncle.

She felt a chill spread out from the soles of her feet, regret and despair washing over and drowning her like the sea. Her limbs were cold and her head felt short of oxygen.

Her voice was confused and trembling.

“City… Mayor?”

She felt the skies whirl and spin.

The only thought in her head was.

She was done for.

Thoroughly done for.