Yuan Ping said it's best to help find it, and when Luo Anguo saw the homeroom teacher was about to leave, he hurriedly tried to keep her for dinner, but Yuan Ping politely declined with a smile.
Yuan Ping left, and Luo Xuping became even more nervous. He knew it was time for him to be interrogated, so he hung his head low, lips tightly pressed together, with a look of grievance and defiance on his face.
Mrs. Qin came in later. Although she didn't say anything, she was listening intently. She sighed, glanced at the gloomy-faced Luo Anguo, and then looked at Beisitian.
"Ping'an, what's this all about? Tell your sister," Beisitian said.
Luo Anguo saw Beisitian had spoken, so he had to suppress his anger. He wasn't sure what he was angry about. Angry that his son fought back, but the other side went too far. Whatever the case, this matter was unresolved, leaving a smoldering frustration in his heart.
"They call me names every day..."
