bullyxtreme Chapter 69 A Furious Outburst: Which Mr. Wen?
Chapter 69 A Furious Outburst: Which Mr. Wen?
The principal gave Wen Aixiu a disgusted look and then explained his solution.
"Wen Aixiu often causes trouble at school. This time, let's teach him a lesson. He needs to write a 3,000-word self-criticism, read it aloud in front of the whole school, admit his mistake, and promise never to do it again!"
"Boycott my son and apologize to him, and compensate him for his emotional distress!" Little Fatty's mother chimed in with a couple of words.
"No! I absolutely disagree with this solution!" Ning Yao spoke before Wen Tingye could react.
Wen Tingye and Wen Aixiu looked at Ning Yao at the same time. Ning Yao's ears were red with anger, and flames were burning in her fox-like eyes.
Ning Yao subconsciously clenched her fingers, and her slender knuckles made a crisp sound.
Wen Tingye glanced at his assistant, who immediately understood and quickly took out his phone, his fingertips rapidly tapping.
Wen Tingye sat down on the sofa with Ning Yao and Wen Aixiu, his long legs slightly apart, his elbows resting on his knees, and his body leaning forward.
He sat casually, yet possessed an undeniable and powerful aura; his eyes were dark and sharp, silently exuding authority.
Little Fatty's mother had never had the chance to see such a noble and handsome man before, and she was momentarily stunned. However, when her gaze swept over the woman next to Wen Tingye, a hint of disgust appeared in her eyes.
This ordinary-looking woman, dressed in cheap clothes from a street stall with no brand, was able to marry such a handsome man, while she could only live with that smelly man at home who was as fat as a pig!
Why?
The more Little Fatty's mother thought about it, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but utter sarcastic and mean words.
"I'd like to see what tricks you have up your sleeve. You lowly people are trying to act all high and mighty. Don't even think about leaving today unless you apologize and pay compensation!"
The assistant next to him rolled his eyes. His boss, Mr. Wen, was wearing a top-of-the-line custom-made suit, and Ms. Ning Yao was also wearing a limited edition from a French fashion designer's original brand. Is this what you call being a low-class person?
This woman's eyes have basically given up on making money; she's a complete waste of space, blind to talent!
Ning Yao frowned slightly, silently squeezed Wen Aixiu's hand, and gestured for him not to be nervous, as she was always thinking about protecting her child.
Unsure of Wen Tingye's meaning, she could only suppress her anger and wait patiently.
Noticing Ning Yao's little action, Wen Aixiu gave Ning Yao a big smile, revealing a row of neat and pretty white teeth.
The conflict with the chubby boy wasn't something that happened overnight. His father had always taught him that boys should be strong and not always rely on others when they encounter problems; they should learn to face them on their own.
Wen Aixiu was worried that his father would be disappointed, so he never told him what happened at school.
Every time Wen Aixiu saw Little Fatty's mother protecting her son like a chick, he would wonder if he had a mother too, and if she would stand by his side unconditionally and speak up for him like Little Fatty's mother did.
Mommy's hands were so warm. Wen Aixiu had never been so firmly loved and trusted before.
It feels so good to have my mother back me up...
From now on, he will also be a child loved by his mother.
Ning Yao had no idea what Wen Aixiu was thinking at the moment. She just saw him looking downcast one moment and smiling the next, and she felt sorry for him and reached out to rub his head.
How did the child spend his days while she was away from the Wen family?
His stepmother shamelessly came to the school to stand up for him, forcing him, who was the victim, to bow his head and admit his mistake.
And Wen Tingye is still indulging that damned woman, has he gone mad?
Thinking of this, Ning Yao gritted her teeth and glared at Wen Tingye, wishing she could give him an over-the-shoulder throw on the spot to vent her anger!
Wen Tingye sat on the sofa, his eyes so deep and unfathomable that it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Seeing Wen Tingye remain unmoved and calm, the principal felt a little uneasy. He pushed up his glasses and his right eyelid suddenly started twitching.
A twitching left eye is auspicious, while a twitching right eye is inauspicious; this is not a good omen.
As time ticked by, the principal grew increasingly anxious.
Soon, the phone in the principal's office rang suddenly, the unexpected ringing startling the principal into a cold sweat.
He picked up the phone nervously, and when he answered, he found that it was someone from the school board office calling.
Little Fatty's mother stared intently at the principal's expression. Seeing that his face was pale and increasingly pale, and that large beads of sweat were appearing on his forehead, she felt a growing unease.
Could it be that Wen Aixiu's father really has some important background?
It's just that he has the surname Wen. Does that mean everyone in the world with the surname Wen is as capable as Wen Tingye?
Little Fatty's mother refused to believe it, so she gritted her teeth and patiently waited for the principal to finish his phone call.
After the principal hung up the phone, his eyes were filled with shock and fear as he looked at Wen Tingye. He never expected that the man sitting in his office was actually the Wen family, the head of the five major families in the capital city, and that Wen Aixiu's father was actually Wen Tingye!
He stared blankly, his entire body trembling uncontrollably, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Having angered Wen Tingye, his good days are probably over!
"Can we leave now, Principal Ma?" Wen Tingye asked calmly, his voice carrying an undeniable air of authority.
When Wen Tingye asked him that question, the principal's legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand up.
How could he dare to influence Wen Tingye's fate? Even if you gave him a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare!
Little Fatty's mother was puzzled. Why did the principal suddenly become so respectful of Wen Tingye? Whose call was he answering?
Seeing the Wen family of three get up to leave, and with no intention of stopping them, Little Fatty's mother immediately became restless. She stood up and shouted in a shrill voice, "You haven't apologized or compensated us yet, where do you think you're going?"
The principal only hoped that Wen Tingye would shift all his attention to Little Fatty's mother and forget about his offense.
He sat back down in his seat without a word, not even daring to look up at Wen Tingye.
Little Fatty's mother was about to say something more when her phone suddenly rang in her bag. She took it out in confusion and saw that the caller ID showed it was her husband.
Isn't her husband at work? How come he has time to call her now?
When she answered the phone, she heard her husband launch into a tirade of abuse, his voice so loud that everyone around them could hear what he was saying.
"You bitch, apologize to President Wen right now, or I'll skin you alive if this gets back to the company!"
Little Fatty's mother's face suddenly turned pale, and the powder on her face fell off layer by layer in fright. Even her heavy makeup could not cover up her panic.
She gripped her phone tightly, staring at Wen Tingye in shock.
President Wen? Is it the President Wen she knows?
Who else but Wen Tingye could make her husband so afraid?
Could it be that the man standing in front of her is Wen Tingye?
How is that possible?!
Seeing that Wen Tingye was about to leave, Little Fatty's mother became nervous and quickly pulled her son to Wen Tingye and Ning Yao, saying in a humble voice, "Please don't blame us. This was my son's fault. I'll have him apologize to Young Master Wen!"
Little Fatty didn't understand why his mother had changed her tune, and immediately started yelling unhappily, refusing to apologize.
"Mom, what are you doing? Why should I apologize to this bastard? I don't want to!"
Upon hearing the words "bastard child," Wen Tingye abruptly stopped in his tracks, his hawk-like eyes turning dark and deep, faintly revealing a hellish aura.
The little fat boy's mother was immediately terrified and turned pale. She hardened her heart, raised her hand and slapped her son twice, making him wail loudly on the spot, crying even more miserably than when they were at the school gate.
Ning Yao was furious. She raised her head and glared at Wen Tingye, her voice filled with anger.
"Wen Tingye, this is the great school you chose for my son!"
After saying that, she raised her hand to cover Wen Aixiu's ears, took her son out of the principal's office, and refused to look at the ill-mannered mother and son again.