She can't say that she wants to force Chen Mo to drop out of school and ruin Chen Mo's reputation, right?
To say it like this is to shoot yourself in the foot.
She looked helplessly at the head teacher:
"Teacher, I didn't lie!
I really didn’t lie.”
Seeing the blue and purple arms, she quickly raised her arms:
"Look, these are the marks left by Bai Cha's beating on me.
I have it on my waist and legs too!
These, these are ironclad evidences!"
The teachers looked at Wang Mingming's injuries.
Indeed, Wang Mingming’s injuries cannot be faked.
But white tea also doesn’t have this ability.
Both sides insisted on their own opinions, and the teachers were confused.
It is difficult for others to distinguish such scars, but Chen Mo, who was beaten by his mother since childhood, is very familiar with it.
“Is this really made from white tea?
Is it really the fight now?"
As soon as these words came out, the teachers were instantly enlightened.
Yes, if it wasn't made with white tea, then all this would become reasonable.
Wang Mingming looked at Chen Mo in panic: "You, what do you mean by this?"
“After a severe beating, bruises will not appear directly, but redness, swelling or bleeding will appear first.
Judging from the bruises on your arms and calves, the injury is at least three days old.
Three days ago it was National Day, which coincided with the National Day holiday.
You wouldn't say that Bai Cha hit you at that time, right?"
Wang Mingming didn't expect that Chen Mo knew so much.
Unable to think of any other excuse, she could only bite the bullet and admit: "Yes, that's when you hit me!"
Chen Mo: "Joke.
I have been tutoring Bai Cha throughout the long vacation. I can serve as a witness to prove that Bai Cha was tutoring at home three days ago.
If you want evidence, there is home surveillance in Bai's living room.
I can also provide Aunt Lin with daily tuition fees.
Are you still making excuses now?
If you still don't give up, we can do an injury assessment.
Find a professional to evaluate and see if a little girl with a heart disease is capable of beating you like this."
Listening to Chen Mo's well-founded argument, the office teacher couldn't help but look at this sixteen-year-old child with admiration.
Wang Mingming's face looked extremely ugly.
She never thought that Chen Mo would give Bai Cha tutoring!
hateful!
I spent so much money, but the other party didn’t even tell me this basic information!!
Moreover, this injury cannot be evaluated at all.
Because this injury was caused by my father.
in father's eyes
Thinking of his father's stern appearance, Wang Mingming shrank.
No, we can't make things worse.
You must not make a big deal out of it!
If things get too big, her father will beat her to death.
Thinking of this, Wang Mingming looked at Bai Cha with resentment in his eyes.
Bitch!
It's all this bitch's fault!
If it weren't for herself, how could she have fallen into this situation!
Feeling the contempt, rebuke, and disapproval of the teachers, Wang Mingming felt as if he had died once.
Looking at Bai Cha who was sitting not far away with calm eyes.
She suddenly remembered Bai Cha's last words before leaving, "There are many ways to make your life worse than death."
She did it on purpose!
She definitely did it on purpose!
This bitch has already planned it!
Just waiting for you to take the bait!
The hands hanging by her sides were clenched into fists, and she glared at Bai Cha angrily!
The look in his eyes wished that the white tea could peel off the skin, cramp the bones, and spread ashes.
The head teacher saw everything in his eyes, and everyone already had a plan in mind as to what the facts are now:
He coughed softly: "Chen Mo, please take the white tea to the infirmary first.
Although I have taken medicine, my heart is not a trivial matter and cannot be taken carelessly."
Chen Mo nodded, squatting half in front of Bai Cha: "Come up, I will carry you to the infirmary to take a look."
After taking the medicine, Bai Cha’s heart condition was actually no longer serious.
But seeing the boy's broad back, she obediently put her arms on Chen Mo's back, and then slowly pressed her body against the boy's back.
"alright."
Hearing the sound of white tea, Chen Mo stood up.
Lying on Chen Mo's back, Bai Cha instantly felt that his field of vision was much higher.
Wang Mingming looked at Bai Cha and Chen Mo's leaving figures and understood that the teacher would definitely punish him alone next.
The arms hanging by his sides were shaking with anger.
Why, why is it always you who is unlucky!
She is obviously the victim!
Looking at the cup the teacher put on the table, Wang Mingming could no longer control his inner unwillingness, grabbed the cup and threw it at the two of them.
No one expected that Wang Mingming would attack at this time.
When Chen Mo heard something strange, he immediately moved to the side.
The moment he moved to the side, the cup hit the door directly from where he had just passed.
The broken pieces of porcelain flew out, and a small piece of porcelain flew along the tip of Bai Cha's ear, instantly leaving a red mark on Bai Cha's ear.
Because Bai Cha was behind him, Chen Mo couldn't notice Bai Cha's situation.
But even so, Wang Mingming's behavior still angered Chen Mo.
He turned around and looked at Wang Mingming standing in the distance:
“Classmate Wang Mingming really doesn’t look like someone who has been subjected to school violence.
It seems like he often violently bullies others on campus, right?"
As Chen Mo finished speaking, the teachers suddenly reacted:
"Wang Mingming!
The teachers are still here and you are so lawless!
It seems we can't control you anymore.
In this case, let’s ask Mr. Wang to discipline him properly.”
After saying that, the head teacher had already gone out to make phone calls.
The other teachers in the office also looked particularly disappointed when they looked at Wang Mingming.
In the infirmary, as soon as Chen Mo put down the white tea, he noticed that his ear was scratched by the porcelain.
He placed the white tea on the lounge chair in the corridor and half-crouched in front of the white tea.
"You didn't say a word even though you were scratched. No wonder people want to catch you and frame you."
A rough hand gently rubbed Bai Cha's earlobe, instantly causing Bai Cha's body to tremble slightly.
Her ears were already sensitive, but the boy still rubbed and played with them like this. She collapsed in the boy's arms, her forehead resting lightly on Chen Mo's shoulder. Bai Cha's hands tightly grasped Chen Mo's school uniform, and there was a hint of crying in her soft, pure and sweet voice.
:
"Don't...don't pinch..."
Chen Mo thought he had pinched the white tea and hurriedly let go: "I, I'll ask the doctor to come over and take a look."
Just as he was about to stand up, Chen Mo suddenly realized that his current posture was as if he was holding the white tea in his arms...