"It's mu Xinglan's parents, isn't it?" the teacher came and said hello to Qin ran and Mu Qingyu.

The teacher looked in his early twenties and looked serious. "I'm not mu Xinglan's head teacher. I'm Mr. Hong of the next class. It's like this. This child's name is Xiong Xing. He's a child of our class. He was beaten by your son just now. I want you to give me an explanation."

Hearing the speech, Qin ran immediately asked Mu Qingyu to put himself down and opened his mouth with a good attitude, "Miss Hong, are you wrong? Our Xinglan never does anything to children."

She pays great attention to this education and never allows steamed stuffed buns to fight with children.

"Yes, mu Xinglan hit me. My face hurts and my head hurts." the little guy held his forehead and his eyes were red.

Qin ran looked at the little guy carefully, smiled and said, "is it really our Xinglan?"

"Not your son, or who?"

A sharp voice rushed over. Qin ran frowned and saw a woman wearing leopard print not far away, holding a LV limited edition bag, with heavy makeup coming towards them.

"Xinglan's mother is really Xinglan's mother, Ms. Zhou. The two children fight. In principle, we hope our parents will say it first." teacher Hong smiled gently, but subconsciously avoided the woman.

Qin ran narrowed his eyes and put his arms around his chest. "Hello, Mrs. bear."

"Good what good! Your son beat my son like this, you give me a statement!" Mrs. Xiong raised her chin and pointed her nostrils at Qin ran.

Qin Ran has met many women of this level and has long been used to it. She smiled lightly. "I can't give it until my son comes. No matter who said I didn't believe it before he came."

"Hum, you mean my son wronged your son?" Mrs. Xiong glanced at Qin ran.

Her appearance is very annoying. Mu Qingyu standing behind Qin Ran has been ignited. He is cold and wants to come and drive the woman out at any time.

Qin ran wanted to know the truth, so she couldn't help losing her temper with Mu Qingyu. She took the initiative to hold the big demon king who was about to explode, smiled and said gently, "husband, don't be angry first. Let's wait for Xinglan to come and ask clearly, OK?"

The soft voice was like a trickle, slowly flowing into Mu Qingyu's heart, and the man's anger fell a lot in an instant.

He nodded, "OK."

After calming Mu Qingyu, Qin ran said to teacher Hong, "can you let our family come over? I must listen to my son about this. I don't believe anyone else."

"OK, mother Xinglan, wait a minute. I'll call him out now." Miss Hong is not sure. Mrs. Xiong is trying to find a reason to leave.

Qin ran watched Mr. Hong go, continued to look at the bear child with a wound on his face, and said kindly, "children, are you sure our Xinglan hit you?"

The little guy raised his fist, widened his eyes and said angrily, "yes, it's your mu Xinglan who hit me. My arm is going to be broken. He wants to compensate me!"

"Hum, do you hear me? My son's arm is going to break. You two will compensate me, or my husband will not let you go!" Mrs. Xiong pointed to Qin Ran's nose and looked angry.

Qin ran sneered. He was about to speak, but he saw the bear child raise his little foot and give her a hard blow to her calf.

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