I thought that saying this would calm the other person down.
But who would have thought that An Zichuan's mom was a shrew, who didn't listen to the teacher at all and stormed straight into the classroom.
"I ask all of you, who on earth beat my son up like this?"
The class that was supposed to be having self-study immediately fell silent, and the kids shrank back, fearfully looking at the madwoman who suddenly barged in.
"No one talking?"
"You have the guts to do it but not to admit it, huh?"
An Zichuan's mom was so angry her chest was heaving, and her eyes fiercely glared at the children in the class.
"It was me."
Chenchen stood up indifferently from his seat.
"Hubby!" Chongchong tugged at his sleeve, her clear eyes filled with worry.
With An Zichuan's mom being so fierce, she was worried he'd get bullied.
"It's okay." Chenchen comfortingly patted her little head.
"So it was you, you little brat, who did this to my son?"
