Chapter 290: “i Don’t Want To Be Abandoned By My Mother.”
Teacher Ye stopped Zhan Zhan and Momo, who were preparing to leave the office. “You two, wait a moment.”
“Teacher Ye, is there something else?” Zhan Zhan asked.
Teacher Ye frowned and stared at them. “Are you going home to tell your mother that Zhang Zhixin said you don’t have a father?”
“Yes!” Momo nodded her little head.
Teacher Ye’s face darkened, and she said discontentedly, “You two are so ignorant. You haven’t considered your mother’s feelings at all.”
A look of bewilderment appeared on Zhan Zhan’s little face, and he asked doubtfully, “What do you mean, Teacher Ye?”
“Do you think your mother doesn’t want you to have a father?” Teacher Ye put on a look of earnest persuasion. “Your mother also wants a husband, but your father doesn’t want her. What can she do?”
“Is that so?” Momo knitted her little brows, a troubled expression on her face. “Did Dad abandon us and Mom?”
“Yes.” Teacher Ye nodded. “Your mother was even more sad than you when she was abandoned by her husband. If you go back and tell her about this, she will definitely be very sad.”
“Will Mom cry?” Zhan Zhan asked worriedly.
“Of course, she will.” Teacher Ye’s tone was certain. “She might get sadder and sadder and abandon you like your father did.”
“No!” Momo started crying, her eyes full of tears. “I don’t want Mom to abandon me.”
A look of fear and unease appeared on Zhan Zhan’s little face. “I don’t want Mom to abandon me either. My sister and I want to be with Mom forever!”
“Since you don’t want to be abandoned by your mother, then you can’t go home and mention this matter.” A smile appeared on Teacher Ye’s gloomy face. “Do you understand?”
Zhan Zhan and Momo nodded obediently.
Teacher Ye smiled and exhorted again, “You can’t mention a single word.”
“I understand,” Zhan Zhan replied in a muffled voice.
Teacher Ye stared at Momo. “What about you?”
Momo sniffled and choked out, “I understand too.”
Only then did Teacher Ye smile and say, “In the future, when you encounter problems, don’t always think it’s someone else’s fault. You should reflect on yourselves first. Why does classmate Zhixin not make fun of others, but only makes fun of you?”
Zhan Zhan and Momo looked at each other and said nothing.
“Alright,” Teacher Ye waved her hands. “Go back to class.”
“Goodbye, Teacher Ye,” Zhan Zhan said politely, then pulled Momo away from the office.
“Close the door,” Teacher Ye said, rolling her eyes as she watched the siblings leave. “They’re so poor at home, yet they have so many problems. They always send cheap gift cards. How can that compare to the jewels from Zhixin’s family?”
The little goldfish, with their round eyes open, looked at Jiang Yuan through the glass, blowing bubbles and saying, “That’s how it is.”
Jiang Yuan’s brow furrowed, a shade of anger appearing on her fair face. She lowered her eyes and tapped a few times on her phone, then looked at Teacher Ye, her voice cold. “Are you comfortable wearing the jewelry given by Zhang Zhixin’s family? And you say such nonsense to my two children. Don’t you have nightmares at night?”
Jiang Die also looked at Teacher Ye with a cold glare.
A flash of shock appeared in Teacher Ye’s eyes, and she said in astonishment, “W-what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
How would Zhan Zhan and Momo’s aunt know about this?
Jiang Yuan strode up to Teacher Ye and questioned angrily, “So you told them that if they told their mother that Zhang Zhixin laughed at them for not having a father, their mother would abandon them too?”
“I-I didn’t,” Teacher Ye retorted guiltily.
“You actually said such a thing to my children?” Jiang Die’s eyes instantly turned crimson, her anger like a surging tide. She hurried to Teacher Ye, raised her hand, and slapped her hard. “You are despicable! They are only a little over four years old!”
The little goldfish in the fish tank cheered, blowing bubbles.
“Well slapped!”
“Hit the bad teacher! Hit, hit, hit!”
“Ooh yeah, hit her a few more times!”
The slap made Teacher Ye stagger, and she stumbled a few steps. Covering her face, she glared angrily at Jiang Die. “How dare you hit me! Have you forgotten that your children are still in my class?”
Jiang Yuan pointed at her face, her gaze sharp, and said with a cold laugh, “Are you threatening us?”
“You can understand it that way,” Teacher Ye said, lifting her chin with an arrogant attitude.
Jiang Yuan: “Then do we also need to give you a lot of jewelry, like Zhang Zhixin’s family?”
“Do you have the means?” Teacher Ye dropped all pretense, her tone laced with sarcasm. “You think you can compare to Zhang Zhixin’s family? How funny.”
Jiang Die looked at her in disbelief. “How can you, as a role model for students, say such things?”
“Even a role model needs to eat, doesn’t she?” Teacher Ye replied with justification.
“You…” Jiang Die didn’t expect her to be so shameless and was speechless for a moment.
“Doesn’t the kindergarten pay you a salary?” Jiang Yuan asked, mockingly. “So you can’t even afford to eat and need parents to give you gifts to support you?”
Teacher Ye rolled her eyes. “What do you know? I’m not the only teacher who accepts gifts! Besides, it’s so tiring taking care of children every day. What’s wrong with accepting a little gift?”
Jiang Yuan asked indifferently, “So, because the gifts we gave weren’t valuable enough, when my children were being bullied, your way of handling it was to make my children reflect on themselves and conceal it from their parents?”
“What else?” Teacher Ye’s attitude was dismissive.
“Okay,” Jiang Yuan tightened her grip on her phone, the corner of her lips curling into a teasing arc. “From now on, you won’t have to be so tired taking care of children every day.”
“What?” Teacher Ye frowned.
Jiang Yuan turned her head to look at Jiang Die. “Sister, do you know the director?”
“Yes,” Jiang Die nodded.
“Let’s go find the director now and expose Teacher Ye for accepting bribes from parents.”
Teacher Ye, hearing this, was not flustered at all. She said arrogantly, “Go ahead. Do you need me to lead the way?”
Jiang Yuan and Jiang Die ignored her and left directly.
Director’s Office.
“Zhan Zhan and Momo’s mother, who is this?” The middle-aged female director, with a short curly hairstyle and wearing metal-rimmed glasses, looked at Jiang Yuan.
“This is my sister, the aunt of Zhan Zhan and Momo,” Jiang Die introduced.
The director nodded and smiled at Jiang Yuan. “You two sisters are both very beautiful.”
Jiang Yuan was also examining her. “Director, you look a bit like Teacher Ye from the small class?”
“Teacher Ye? She’s my niece,” the director said with a smile. “Like you, I’m also an aunt.”
“So that’s how it is,” Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly and turned to Jiang Die. “Sister, it seems we’ve come to the wrong person.”
No wonder Teacher Ye wasn’t afraid at all and was so arrogant when they mentioned coming to see the director earlier.
“What do you mean, wrong person?” the director asked doubtfully.
Jiang Yuan hesitated for a few seconds, then stood up and said, “Sister, you talk with the director first. I’m going out to make a phone call.”
“Okay,” Jiang Die nodded. “You go ahead.”
Jiang Yuan strode out of the director’s office with her slender legs, took out her phone, and dialed Si Heng’s number.
