Looking at Yang Zhiping's father leaving angrily, Jiang Shufeng stared at me. I stared at him like that. Who wouldn't? I've never been afraid of anyone.

Jiang Shufeng saw my stubbornness without oil and salt. He was helpless. Finally, he looked at Yang Xiuying and said, "Mr. Yang, you don't want to make a big deal, do you?" If it's too big, I'll be the first to be unlucky, and you'll be the second to suffer."

It's a big deal. First, the dean of the dean's office goes to the top of the pot and then my head teacher, Yang Xiuying. That's true. Yang Xiuying certainly understands this truth, but...