Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 39

Chapter 39

The Face-smacking Has Not Ended Yet

“Sir, we… Why would we intentionally slander her? Within moments of her transfer here, she had already threatened and beaten up six of our students! Everyone witnessed this!”

“Hmph, so you say! She just arrived here today. What reason would she have to threaten her fellow students? Moreover, she’s a girl. How did she manage to beat six boys? Only the student council could come up with such a ridiculous excuse!”

Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g slammed his palm onto the office desk. His anger was so great that his beard twitched frantically.

Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g felt that his brain must have been slathered in glue for him to have believed these people’s words.

“No, sir. Actually, it wasn’t just Ruan Mengmeng alone. She had an accomplice. Mu Jingxing from Senior (13) was her alleged accomplice…”

Ye Feng was covered in sweat. He could not wrap his head around how a simple reporting of a bad act could take such a bad turn for the worse.

“Hmph, so what if she had help? Before we even consider the fact that Miss Ruan is a girl—even if she was a boy, that would make them two boys. Can they win a fight against six boys? Are you questioning my judgment?!”

“No, of course not.” Ye Feng denied it. Whatever initial expression he had before was replaced with a contorted yet submissive expression.

Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g glared at Ye Feng like he was doing everything in his power to stop himself from gnawing down Ye Feng’s bones. Ye Feng did not know how he could have offended the school princ.i.p.al. Ye Feng’s head hung low—he wished the ground would just swallow him up. He lost all sense of joy and pride at that moment.

Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g shot him another murderous glare. Then, his glance s.h.i.+fted toward the fatty standing next to Ye Feng. “On another topic, you there. Jing Xiangjin. Tell me the truth, were you the one who was bullying someone, but now you’re trying to pin the blame on someone else instead?!”

“Sir, I’m not lying. Everything I said is true…” Jing Xiangjin was on the verge of tears.

Although he was actually the one who threatened someone initially, he was also the one who ended up getting beat up!

Everything he said was true. Six of them were knocked down by that pet.i.te female student!

“Jing Xiangjin, still not telling the truth?! You’re usually the one bullying students. When was the last time you were bullied? Don’t you dare think that I’ll steer clear of you just because of your brother. I don’t want to hear any more false explanations from you. Go apologize to Miss Ruan immediately.”

“But sir, it’s clear that Ruan Mengmeng was the one who beat up Jing…” Ye Feng could not keep it in and raised his head as he attempted to argue.

Ye Feng could not bear watching Ruan Mengmeng get off scot-free.

Before Ye Feng could finish his sentence, he was abruptly interrupted by Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g.

“If you think this matter is only related to Jing Xiangjin, you’re mistaken! Ye Feng, you’re not exempted from this!”

The order from the phone call reemerged in Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g’s mind. His face darkened and his gaze turned deadly serious.

“You, and you two…” Princ.i.p.al w.a.n.g looked at Ye Feng, and then s.h.i.+fted his gaze to look at the two students standing behind Ye Feng.

“Your acts of slander toward a new student has tarnished the school and the student council’s reputation greatly. Therefore, from now onward, all of you will be suspended from your positions in the student council. Until you apologize to Miss Ruan and obtain her forgiveness, only then will you be allowed to return to your respective positions.”

“What… We have to apologize to her?!”

This time, it was not just Ye Feng. Even the other two students exclaimed in shock at the news.

*

Meanwhile, Ruan Mengmeng sat obediently next to Li Junyu.

His long, slender fingers slid among Ruan Mengmeng’s fluffy locks of black hair, caressing them gently.

Such an intimate move clearly displayed how protective and loving the man was toward the young lady.

That was the thought that crossed the director’s mind at that moment.

He rubbed his hands together, slightly nervous. “Young Master Li, you don’t have to worry. I’ve done the necessary arrangements. There won’t be any mistakes.”

The school director was over the age of fifty. He was clad in a suit and a tie.

The middle-aged man who always branded a serious face when in school now bent his waist in front of Li Junyu with his head low. He looked humble and uneasy.

“Other than the issue with the cla.s.s transfer, there is a need for an in-depth investigation in the student council,” Li Junyu ordered in a slightly lazy voice, sitting with his legs folded.

With one hand gently caressing Ruan Mengmeng’s soft, flowy long hair, his other hand casually tapped on the sofa armrest.

Li Junyu looked at the director with a cold stare. With his eyes squinting slightly and his chin raised slightly, he had a naturally domineering demeanor.

“Yes, I’ll make sure to carry a thorough investigation. I’ll switch out the people in the current batch.”

“You don’t have to go through the trouble.” Li Junyu’s deep, husky voice interrupted coldly.

Li Junyu glanced over to his side. His piercing, cold gaze fell on the girl’s blus.h.i.+ng cherubic cheeks.

His glare—initially masked by an unreadable coldness—relaxed a little at the sight of her face.

With his huge palm, he gave Ruan Mengmeng’s head a few affectionate rubs and said casually, “My younger sister is a pretty good choice. Let her be the next president of the student council.”