I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 207 - 199 Slap 2

Chapter 207: Chapter 199 Slap 2

Wen Ren’s slap was something no one present had anticipated.

Even Huang Qianyu, the one reporting the misdeeds, didn’t expect that Wen Ren would actually hit his daughter in front of so many people. After all, she had grown up without her father ever having laid a hand on her, not to mention scarcely ever speaking harshly to her.

However, Huang Qianyu had no sense of guilt whatsoever. After all, what she said today was the truth, Wen Shiyi did pick on her, loved to argue with her. Though they hadn’t argued now, she was still holding a grudge.

Oh, and there was Li Qingran, she was also on her mind.

Even in her heart, Huang Qianyu spitefully thought: So what if she got slapped? Wen Shiyi deserved it! It would be great if Li Qingran’s dad could come out and give Li Qingran a good beating too!

Wen Shiyi was already that old, yet her father still hit her?

Qingran and Xie Ying’an exchanged glances, neither knowing whether or not they should intervene in this situation, or even how they might intervene.

But Wen Ren didn’t strike again, and Wen Shiyi simply stood there silently, tears falling, not retorting even a single word to Wen Ren.

Xie Ying’an couldn’t be bothered to meddle more than necessary; he took Qingran by the hand and moved a bit away, yet from their position, they could still watch the excitement.

If Huang Qianyu had felt a bit of guilt at the sight of Wen Shiyi being slapped, Mr. Huang, who was accustomed to rough seas, showed no reaction at all.

He even turned to Huang Qianyu and asked, pointing at Wen Shiyi: "Why is she bullying you?"

Bully? Qingran almost wanted to scoff, ’A dung beetle would praise its offspring’s aroma’ - this phrase couldn’t be truer, Huang Qianyu was usually overbearing, yet Mr. Huang still believed every word she said without question.

Wen Ren, who had just hit his daughter, turned around and addressed Huang Qianyu with a feigned friendly smile: "Huang, tell Uncle Wen how Wen Shiyi bullied you, and see if I don’t deal with her properly when we get home!"

He scowled fiercely at Wen Shiyi while saying the last sentence, pulling down his smiling face.

Wen Shiyi didn’t even look at Wen Ren; she half-closed her eyes and leaned against the wall, looking nowhere in particular, but the swelling on her right cheek was evidence that Wen Ren hadn’t held back at all.

Huang Qianyu was still somewhat humane; she waved her hands at Mr. Huang and Wen Ren: "You don’t need to get involved in this, I can handle it myself."

Mr. Huang, patting his protruding belly, widened his eyes in response: "What do you mean get involved? Your dad is just trying to take care of this for you, does that count as interfering?"

Wen Ren quickly followed up: "How is that possible? Huang, don’t be afraid. If anyone bullies you, just tell me, and I’ll help you get revenge!"

With that, he pointed his finger, including Qingran and Xie Ying’an in his gesture.

Huang Qianyu glanced at Qingran, her eyebrow raised on one side, an air of provocation in her demeanor.

A few other students whose parents hadn’t come today were also craning their necks, watching the commotion as if enjoying a spectacle.

Xie Ying’an released Qingran’s hand and shielded her behind him.

The young man usually avoided trouble, but he certainly wouldn’t tolerate bullying; he coldly asked Wen Ren: "Who are you pointing at?"

Wen Ren was surprised that Xie Ying’an was actually talking to him, taking a good while before he pointed at himself: "Are you talking to me?"

Xie Ying’an neither nodded nor shook his head but coldly asked again: "Who were you pointing at just now?"

Wen Ren looked up and laughed "haha," drawing out his tone: "You, kid, I’m pointing at you—what about it?"

"What about it? Ha—" Suddenly, Zhao Yan’s voice rang out from the back door of the classroom, her high heels clicking ’clack-clack’ on the floor, as her voice preceded her: "Anzai, teach him some manners!"

"Hey, hey, hey—Xie Ying’an, stop, stop, stop, don’t be impulsive..." Behind Zhao Yan was the anxious voice of Old Wu, who was also jogging towards this side, with Mr. Li strolling leisurely behind him.

Old Wu never expected that Xie Ying’an’s mother could be so... so astute, astute to the point where he felt he was losing his mind!

Especially just now in the classroom when he mentioned to her that Xie Ying’an might be showing tendencies of puppy love recently and it would be best for her to pay more attention when she has the time.

Who knew that not only did she not consider intervening, she also grinned with delight, wrinkling her face with crow’s feet as she eagerly asked Old Wu, "Really? Is it really true?"

No wonder Xie Ying’an turned out the way he is; his mother’s education is undoubtedly to blame.

In just a short distance, Old Wu had run until he was slightly out of breath. He was the first to reach the front of Wen Ren, and in a teacher’s dignified manner, he questioned Wen Ren, "May I ask, as a parent, why did you hit your student Wen Shiyi just now?"

Despite being inside the classroom, he had clearly seen every move of these students outside.

Wen Shiyi had grown up so much, her academic performance was good, and she was always so calm and quiet. Old Wu really couldn’t understand what she could have done wrong to deserve a slap in the face by Wen Ren in front of everyone.

Wen Ren’s eyebrows were furrowed as if they were about to become a caterpillar, yet he responded to Old Wu with a respectful attitude: "I hit my own child, is that illegal?"

"It is!" Old Wu nodded firmly, then gave Wen Ren a lesson about how it’s also illegal for parents to hit their children.

Wen Ren was incredulous, scoffing, "I hit my own child and that’s against the law? What kind of nonsense law is that, even if the King of Heaven were here, he couldn’t stop me from disciplining my own kid!"

Old Wu: "..."

He felt it was bad enough dealing with troublemaking students like Huang Qianyu; how did he also end up with such an irrational parent?

"Why waste words with people like that?" Zhao Yan watched from a distance, enjoying the scene: "He likes to solve problems with his fists, right? Why not give him a taste of his own medicine?"

Great, looks like we have another violent parent on our hands.

Old Wu brought Wen Ren back into the classroom. Now, just the two of them were in there, and from outside, no one could tell what they were discussing; they could only see Wen Ren still chin up, looking defiant.

Now Qingran understood that Wen Ren would only act obediently in front of wealthy people.

Mr. Li wasn’t interested in this spectacle. He asked Zhao Yan and the others, "Should we head back now?"

Of course, they should.

As Qingran was leaving, she looked back at Wen Shiyi one more time. Wen Shiyi was still leaning against the wall with her eyes closed, her posture somehow seeming pitiful.

After all, Wen Shiyi was also a heroine in the book. Qingran couldn’t understand why the author gave her such a family background. A family like this didn’t seem to play a significant role in pushing the plot forward.

After turning the corner and losing sight of Xie Ying’an’s back, Huang Qianyu began to hop and skip towards her father to take his arm, "Daddy, they’ve all left, let’s go home too."

"Hmm!" Mr. Huang agreed with a nod and continued muttering as they walked, "No matter where you are mistreated in the future, make sure to tell me first. Only after you’ve told me can I properly stand up for you."

Wen Shiyi, who was walking behind them, heard these words, clenched her fists tightly, then slowly relaxed them. A bitter smile appeared on her face as fresh tears lingered on her eyelashes.

The same world, but different fathers.

By contrast, at this moment, she finally understood that the things she coveted had to be fought for with all her might.

Wanting to break away from that family—while it seemed difficult, it might not be so hard after all...

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