Mr.Feng is too domineering: Fresh wife is obediently spoiled

"Ye Zixin, who do you call a mad dog!" The little attendant behind Zhao Siyue shouted unhappily.

"Can't you see who you scold? You want me to point your names one by one?"

Ye's words angered Zhao Siyue and the group of small attendants behind her. Several people directly lifted Qin Qian's desk.

The monitor was beaten instead of persuasion, which angered the people of class 2. He came up to try to pull Zhao Siyue apart. The boys of class 3 next door saw that their class flower Zhao Siyue was caught. They thought she had been bullied and rushed in one after another. The scene was a mess.

The teaching director whistled and the two sides dispersed one after another.

In the teacher's office.

Qin Qianhe and ye are standing, and Zhao Siyue is crying with Director Zhao in tears, which roughly means that she ran to class two to ask Qin Qianhe questions. As a result, Qin Qianhe and ye were beaten, resulting in riots.

It is said that director Zhao is Zhao Siyue's aunt. His niece can't stand idly by when she is bullied. She scolded all the people in class 2. The head teacher announced a pay cut. Qin Qian and ye took a week off from school and went home to think about it.

"It was Zhao Siyue who moved first. Why were we suspended from school?" Qin Qian asked unconvinced questions.

Director Zhao said, "who let you make trouble?"

"Why did I get into trouble? It's half a dime for me to count money in the classroom? Don't you deliberately cover up here just because she's your niece!" Qin Qian ridiculed.

Director Zhao sneered: "Mr. Liu, look at the good students you teach. I think the punishment of salary suspension is too light for you. You can also take a vacation."

"You two say less." Teacher Liu yelled at Qin Qian in a low voice.

Ye said, "it's clear that Zhao Siyue made a mistake first. Why can't we say? It's great to have a backstage!"

"That's enough. Go back to the classroom." Mr. Liu threw them out of the office and faced the ferocious director Zhao alone.

Zhao Siyue also came out of the office, took a proud look at them and walked away.

Ye gnashing his teeth said to Qin Qian, "Lord, stop her after school?"

"It must be blocked. Call someone up!"

Back in the classroom, several people in the class surrounded Qin Qian and sent the war to Zhao Siyue.

This is the afternoon as a class, not only because of Qin Qian, but also because of their head teacher, Mr. Liu. Class two is a notorious poor class in grade. Teacher Liu is new and bullied.

Qin Qian and Zhao Siyue knew how to fight, but director Zhao only punished class two and didn't punish class three. They were unhappy.

After school, the two sides went to the football field.

Lu Hao, the monitor of class 3, smiled: "you don't want to play football when you invite us here? The whole school knows that class 3 of the management department plays football best. Are you looking for death?"

Qin Qian pulled the corners of his mouth: "that's because you still met me. I'm your nightmare!"

Class three laughed collectively, but they couldn't laugh when the game really started.

11vs11, the main force was girls. Ye grabbed the ball when she came up and passed the ball to Qin Qian as soon as she had a chance. Everyone thought Qin Qian would shoot the ball at the goal. Unexpectedly, she suddenly turned around and the football flew out.

After a scream, Zhao Siyue fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, stop playing and go home to eat chicken." Qin Qian said.

The second class collective wanted to go, but the third class quit. They stopped them to ask for a statement. Several Zhao Siyue's spare tires clung to Qin Qian.

She said coldly, "let go."

"None of you want to leave without giving an explanation today!"

"Want to fight?" Qin Qian narrowed his eyes and slung his schoolbag over his shoulder. He was ready to escape. As a result, the people in class 3 thought she was going to do it. Without saying a word, they beat Qin Qian in the face.

Qin Qian was really hurt by the fight. He was caught and couldn't run away. In order to protect himself, he had to scratch someone with his fingernails.