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Chapter 156 My son got into a fight on the first day of school
Isn't this nonsense?The world's top orchestra, of course, is professional.

Unexpectedly, the other end quickly replied: [You work hard, just say what you need. 】

Song Yinyin looked down, feeling a little disappointed.

She sent so much, but he only sent a few words, as if to perfunctory her...

I feel a little upset.

After thinking about it, she sent another message: [Did you read the note I left for you?The injury on my hand is much better. 】

This time, there was a noticeable delay in his reply to the text message.

He didn't reply until a few minutes later, it was still a few short words: [I see. 】

Um, that's it?
Song Yinyin put down the phone lazily, suddenly feeling a little self-indulgent.

He is not interested in her affairs, why should I tell him these trivial details? Isn't this just asking for fun?
Putting the phone back in the bag, Song Yinyin shook her head, and decided to put aside all distracting thoughts and return to work.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the meeting with the manager of the Philharmonic Orchestra ended. Song Yinyin looked at her watch. The time was just right, and she could rush to pick up her son from school.

As soon as she got in the car, she received a call from the school.

"Miss Song, I'm your son's head teacher. Your son fought with other children at school today. Come and have a look."

God, Song Dabai got into a fight with someone on the first day he went to school?

He has always been very obedient, why would he fight with others?
Song Yinyin couldn't believe it, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, so she hurriedly took a taxi and rushed to the art school.

In the corridor in front of the head teacher's office, she heard several teachers whispering:

"Children nowadays are becoming more and more uneducated. They know how to compare themselves with others at a young age."

"I heard that Song Dabai's family has a mine. It seems that the boss of a big company arranged for it to come in. I can't offend you."

"Is there anything you can't offend? Children who can enter our art school, which family doesn't have a mine? You can't offend them, you can only treat them fairly!"

"Hey, didn't you call your parents? Are Song Dabai's parents here?"

"They said they called the child's father, but the father couldn't come, so they asked the mother to come."

"Yo, isn't it the illegitimate child of a third-year-old boy? A father must not dare to come forward."

……

Hearing these ugly words, Song Yinyin couldn't help pursing her lips tightly.

Lu Jinhan received a call?Did he say he couldn't come?Why didn't he mention it when I texted him just now?

Or maybe, he was too busy, so he didn't have time to deal with his son's affairs?
With doubts, Song Yinyin gently knocked on the door of the head teacher.

"Teacher, hello, I am Song Dabai's mother."

"Oh, here you are, come in."

The teacher frowned, and his attitude didn't look very good.

Song Yinyin felt a little uneasy.

Walking in, Song Dabai was sitting on a small bench by the window.

The setting sun slanted in from outside and shone on his body. The golden sunlight coated his slightly curly hair with a soft luster.

Song Dabai drooped his head, with a sleepy expression, and his small mouth was pursed, looking a little aggrieved.

"Dabai?" She called softly.

Song Dabai turned his head and saw Song Yinyin, his eyes lit up.

"Mummy!"

He immediately stood up, ran into Song Yinyin's arms, and hugged her thigh tightly as if he had found a savior.

(End of this chapter)