Perhaps it was because he was subconsciously afraid of Huo Yizhen and Mr. Huo, they would think he was very bad after they knew that they were fighting with children in school, so they don't want him.
Or maybe it was because although he was afraid of Qi Anran, he instinctively wanted to get close to Qi Anran, hoping to get even a little recognition from her, telling him that he was not superfluous and that he was also needed.
Qi Anran glanced coldly at the woman who had just scolded her child, raised his hand and beckoned at the child to let him come over.
Ye Zhaoyang saw Qi Anran beckoning to himself, his eyes lit up, but he was still a little nervous, and ran over with his head slightly lowered.
Qi Anran looked up and down Ye Zhaoyang, and found that his clothes had been torn by someone, and it was messy, and there were several bruises on his face.
It looked embarrassing and pitiful, and it could be seen that no one had thought of helping him tidy up before this.
Comparing the neat and tidy little fat man over there with a bunch of people hushing and asking for warmth, Qi Anran felt more and more angry and looked up at the female teachers with a bit more chill.
Several female teachers were startled, and they woke up like a dream: "Excuse me, are you the parent of Ye Zhaoyang?"
"Yes, I am his guardian."
As soon as Qi Anran said these words, the female teachers had not had time to speak, the little fat man's mother, the ridiculous Ms. Jiang who pointed at Ye Zhaoyang before, screamed.
"You are the parent of this little bastard? How did you educate your children? You know how to fight with classmates at a young age? Look at what our baby is like when he is beaten up? Such children grow up to be gangsters. , You don’t have to do harm to yourself, don’t let it out to harm others. I’m going to put those words down today, either he will leave or we will leave."
Ms. Jiang gave Qi Anran a contemptuous look at this, and chuckled: "I have a good temper, and I can talk to you calmly now. It's really going to be a big mess. We'll see you in the court. It’s not just **** off. Tell you, there are people in our house who care who you are, dare to offend us, and put you in jail every minute. If you’re more acquainted, hurry up and ask your little bunny to apologize to my son and compensate my son. Medical expenses and mental damage expenses, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you.”
Qi Anran listened to her ghost screams and didn't even bother to give her straight eyes. He looked down at the little dog who was shrinking beside him, and said in a deep voice, "You said, what happened?"
Ms. Jiang talked about this for a long time, but found that she didn't even have a reaction. Instead, she asked the child what happened. Her face turned dark, and she pointed at Qi Anran and cursed: "You..."
Before he could say it, he was silenced by a cold eye that Qi Anran swept over.
"Shut up." The two short words implied coldness and killing intent, and she frightened Ms. Jiang into a cold sweat, and she didn't dare to say one more word.
Qi Anran then retracted his gaze, staring at the child, and said sternly: "Say, what's going on?"
Ye Zhaoyang also shivered, and his grievances finally broke out at this moment.
"He called me a wild boy with no parents and no parents. He also said that my parents are short-lived ghosts. I am the broomstick who defeats them. People who play with me will be killed by me in the future. I didn't kill my dad. Mom, I didn’t, my father didn’t die, he didn’t die!"