My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

"The fever has gone down."

Lin An's voice was cold, and he had a war of eyes with the middle-aged man through the movement of the car. Silent sparks burst out in the air. It was this kind of indifference and arrogance emanating from him that could make Dean Fang's legs tremble and his face look unsightly just by sitting there.

"Humph, I don't know if I'll have a fever again. What's there to be proud of?"

Fang Qi's voice was sudden, but loud enough for several people to hear.

Dean Fang's face changed and he immediately rebuked: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you apologize to Mr. Lin quickly?"

"Mr. Lin, my child is immature and what he said may be unpleasant to hear. Please don't take it to heart."

Just not pleasing to the ear?

Rather than right or wrong.

Dean Fang himself also had the same idea.

Lin An and Secretary Li looked at each other, and when they looked over, their faces were solemn: "Dean Fang, whether Mr. Zhuang will have a relapse, you and your son will know after you go and take a look."

Dean Fang was choked. If he dared to go back, he would not stop them here to ask questions.

Secretary Li was too lazy to waste time with the two and said bluntly, "President Fang, Mr. Lin and I are in a hurry to report the situation to the mayor, so we'll leave first."

As he said that, he stepped on the accelerator and made the dog blocking the road in front of him quickly move to the side.

Dean Fang watched the car go away and kicked the tree trunk next to him.

Fang Qie snorted coldly, his eyes full of resentment: "What's there to be proud of? Maybe Mr. Zhuang will have a last burst of energy."

Dean Fang's heart skipped a beat, and he slapped Fang Xie on the head: "Shut up, don't you know that walls have ears? It's all your fault, you idiot, for making a good move so badly."

Being scolded again?

Fang Qie grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Where is the person?"

Having said that, I still didn't complain anymore.

……

"Lin An, you're back."

Seeing Lin Qingcheng smiling at him at home, Lin An was not surprised: "What's the matter?"

Qin Tinghan came out of the kitchen with tea in his hand: "An, Mr. Lin said he wanted to talk to you about something. He has been waiting for a long time. I called you but you didn't answer."

"The mayor has gone to the mountains for a while, so it's inconvenient for him to answer the phone. Sister, please get ready. I have an appointment with Sister Yan for dinner tonight."

Lin An took the teacup from Qin Tinghan's hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Qin Tinghan nodded, glanced at Lin Qingcheng, and didn't ask any more questions.

Although the two of them only exchanged a few words, it was obvious that the brother and sister had a very good relationship. Lin An did not hide anything, and Qin Tinghan also knew when to stop. Lin Qingcheng should have been used to it long ago, but every time she saw it, she couldn't help but feel awkward.

Lin An always wanted to take revenge on them, but when he calmed down, Lin Qingcheng would think about how they treated him in the past...

"You guys chat."

Qin Tinghan didn't stay in the living room. After saying hello, he went into his room.

After she left, Lin An looked at Lin Qingcheng: "Tell me, what's the matter."

Is this attitude just to deal with her? Does he really not want to see her?

Lin Qingcheng had to swallow all her frustrations now: "The day after tomorrow is Miaomiao's birthday. Her family decided to hold a birthday party for her. Will you go then?"

"No." Lin An refused. The Lin family has a large population. If everyone has a birthday party, he will be very busy. "I have something to do the day after tomorrow. How many problems did Lin Zhou's birthday party cause last time? Aren't you afraid of another one? Or can your Lin family afford to lose face?"

This is not an excuse; he really has something to do. The day after tomorrow is the time he had agreed to meet with Mr. Shi.

"Can't you spare some time? Miaomiao really wants you to come over."

She expected Lin An's refusal, but she thought that if they were willing to give in, Lin An would give them some face.

Rather than being indifferent.

Lin Qingcheng's self-esteem was frustrated, but she thought about Lin An's relationship with the mayor, and no matter how difficult it was, it was no longer painful: "I respect you."

"The presents will arrive."

Before Lin Qingcheng left, Lin An said this. This was his biggest concession, and also a concession to avoid more troubles.

Lin Qingcheng wanted to say something, but Qin Tinghan suddenly ran out: "Oh no, Jiaojiao is in trouble."

Ten minutes ago.

Qin Tinghan was in the room making a reservation for dinner at a restaurant.

Just after making the appointment, the cell phone rang. The caller was Qin Jiaojiao’s class teacher.

Qin Tinghan was still a little surprised. Shouldn't they be in class at this time?

Who knew that as soon as the call was connected, I heard the head teacher say that Qin Jiaojiao had a fight with someone and injured a classmate.

"Let's go to school!" Lin An gestured to Qin Tinghan.

"I'll go with you." This was a great opportunity, how could she miss it.

Lin An was anxious and didn't waste any words with Lin Qingcheng.

The three of them went downstairs and got in the car, which soon arrived at the school.

It's not time to go home yet, and the school is very quiet.

When the three arrived, they were stopped by security guards at the door. Qin Tinghan immediately called the class teacher and was allowed to pass.

Rushing to the office, the first person who caught Lin An's attention was Qin Jiaojiao, who was standing in the middle of the crowd. She said she was beating someone, but it looked more like she was being beaten.

She looked in a dishevel, with her hair disheveled like Mei Chaofeng, and her clothes were stained with dirt and blood.

Opposite her stood several boys and their parents.

Among them, a fat woman with a gold bracelet was pointing at Qin Jiaojiao and cursing: "You uneducated little bitch, you dare to lay hands on my son? I tell you, this matter is not over! Principal, you must expel this little bitch!"

The fat woman kept talking dirty, and Qin Ting blushed with anger. He rushed forward, grabbed the fat woman's finger that was pointing at Qin Jiaojiao, and broke it rudely.

"Who are you referring to? The matter has not been clarified yet. What right do you have to ask for my sister to be expelled?" Qin Tinghan looked at Qin Jiaojiao and asked, "Did they bully you?"

Her sister knew very well that she was not the kind of person who would stir up trouble. If she was not forced to do so, she would never do anything.

"Great! You are this little bitch's sister, right? You came just in time, pay me back!"

The fat woman spoke in an arrogant tone, and as soon as she opened her mouth, other parents also spoke.

"That's right, you see your sister beat our child, you must pay compensation."

"Not only must they pay compensation, they must also make a public apology."

The fat woman was as fierce as a mad dog, with a look of unyielding justice in her eyes. The other parents, led by the fat woman, also agreed.

Qin Tinghan was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. Suddenly, Qin Jiaojiao said, "They bullied me first. I am fighting back. This is legitimate defense!"

The fat woman was unhappy when she heard this: "What nonsense are you talking about, you little bitch? I said you bullied my son."

"Don't you want to pay the money? I tell you, even if we call the police, we will be polite."

The fat woman knew her son's character and looked quite timid.

"Madam!" Lin An took a step forward, walked to the other side of Qin Jiaojiao, put his arm around her shoulders, and stated his position, "Please respect my sister. Also, since there is a conflict of opinion, let's call the police and let them find out the truth. If it was Jiaojiao's fault, we will pay every penny. Otherwise, we will do as you asked until my sister forgives you!"

As soon as the voice fell, the fat woman and the teachers in the school all changed their expressions.

"Sir, you are Qin Jiaojiao's brother, right?" A middle-aged woman walked out of the crowd. "I am Qin Jiaojiao's homeroom teacher. This incident is just a conflict between classmates. It would not be good for anyone if it was brought to the police station."

"My suggestion is to settle it privately. However, because Qin Jiaojiao was too harsh, a classmate has been hospitalized. How about this, you will be responsible for the medical expenses of that classmate."

Without waiting for Lin An to answer, the fat woman was unhappy again: "That won't work. My son was bitten by that little hoof. Who knows if he will get sick? They must give us an explanation."

"My son's face was scratched by her. What if he is disfigured?"

"She even kicked my son. What if he has internal injuries?"

The crowd surrounded the fat woman and started to compete with her, and no one was willing to give in.