Chapter 248: 248: Really Wishing Han Qifeng Was His Father
Chapter 248: 248: Really Wishing Han Qifeng Was His Father
“This…”
Xu Lulu was extremely nervous. Zhou Ru had not turned on the speakerphone when making the call, so she couldn’t hear what was said on the other end. She only heard Zhou Ru slandering Chi Jingchen’s handsome uncle and repeatedly apologizing.
She knew that in this day and age, justice couldn’t overpower authority.
What if Zhou Ru’s uncle really caused their kindergarten to go out of business and shut down?
She was anxious, and so was Chi Jingchen.
Although Chi Jingchen was young, he understood quite a bit. He knew that there were many bad people in this world who had money and power, and they loved to bully others. For example, like his grandfather, who particularly loved to bully the women in his family. He quietly clenched his fist, having already decided that if Zhou Ru truly made the teacher and Uncle Li lose face, he would apologize to Liang Qing!
After all, he was only five years old; no matter how much he understood, he was still a five-year-old child. Kids are vain, and Chi Jingchen was no exception.
Just the thought of having to apologize to Liang Qing made him feel exceptionally miserable. His chest felt as if it were being pressed down by a large stone, making breathing especially difficult.
If only… if only he had a father right now.
If he had a father, he could protect him, protect the women in his family.
The image of Han Qifeng appeared in Chi Jingchen’s mind.
Uncle Han was a doctor and, judging by his demeanor, his family definitely had many connections. If Uncle Han became his father, he could surely protect him and the women in his family, and even protect Teacher Loulou at this moment.
Chi Jingchen had never before wished so earnestly for his father to be Han Qifeng instead of some irresponsible, shameless man.
“That…” Zhou Ru had been brewing her words for a long time, feeling a burning sensation on her face, as if she had been slapped in public, her cheeks painfully hot. What made it worse was the embarrassment. Fortunately, she had applied a thick layer of foundation, which covered her red, monkey-butt-like face, mitigating the ridicule she would have otherwise faced.
Li Beijue stood with his hands in his pockets, his cold gaze watching her from the side, waiting for what she would say next.
His tall, imposing figure overwhelmed Zhou Ru and left her breathless!
Just as everyone in the office held their breath, Zhou Ru suddenly bent over, gave a 90-degree bow, and said in a low voice, “I’m sorry.”
What?
Xu Lulu, Chi Jingchen, including Liang Qing, who was still sobbing intermittently, all looked at Zhou Ru in disbelief.
Especially Liang Qing; accustomed to acting like a scourge of the earth, he saw his own grievances unaddressed, his mother not seeking justice for him, but instead apologizing to others- he immediately jumped up and shouted, “Mom!”
Zhou Ru experienced extreme humiliation at the shout, but she dared not raise her head.
Third Uncle was too ruthless, and she had no other choice.
Li Beijue’s face showed not the slightest hint of emotion as his thin lips parted slightly, “I can’t hear.”
Those three words were like an ice-cold stab to the heart!
Zhou Ru, who usually relied on her family’s power to bully others wherever she went, had a husband at home who was afraid of her; she had the final say in everything. This had fostered her domineering character. Otherwise, Liang Qing wouldn’t have learned her ways so thoroughly. She almost wanted to lose her temper on the spot, but recalling the warning from her uncle just a moment ago, she stifled herself like a monkey suppressed under Five Finger Mountain.
“I’m sorry.”
“I can’t hear.”
The foundation on Zhou Ru’s face was nearly cracking, and in front of her own son, she was so humiliated she wished there was a crevice in the ground she could crawl into. She raised her voice and repeated, “I’m sorry!”
This time Li Beijue seemed to finally react, casting her a glance as a glint of cold light passed through his falcon-like eyes, “I don’t like to repeat the same words three times..”