Just at this moment, another figure appeared, grabbing the middle-aged woman's wrist with one hand and pulling the still-dazed Zhu Yaya behind him with the other.
Zhu Yaya looked at this sudden arrival with tear-blurred eyes, feeling even more aggrieved: "Yan Heng."
Yan Heng was very strong, and his grip hurt the middle-aged woman's hand.
Her face twisted in pain, but her free hand didn't stay idle as she clawed at Yan Heng's face.
Yan Heng dodged and mercilessly shoved the middle-aged woman toward the desks. Half-collapsed over a desk, she let out a pig-like squeal: "Murder! Murder!"
Yan Heng completely ignored the posturing woman and turned to look at Zhu Yaya. When he saw Zhu Yaya's swollen face, his gaze turned terrifyingly dark.
"What happened?" He reached out a hand to gently touch Zhu Yaya's swollen face, his voice carrying a gloomy chill.
Xu Baoying answered for Zhu Yaya, pointing at the middle-aged woman who was still throwing a tantrum: "This lady popped out of nowhere looking for Yaya. Once she found her, she slapped Yaya without a word." After speaking, she looked at Zhu Yaya's terrifyingly swollen face with heartache.
Xu Baoying often sneak-attacked Zhu Yaya's face and knew how tender her skin was. Usually, just a light pinch would leave a faint red mark on Zhu Yaya's cheek. This crazy lady actually hit Zhu Yaya so hard!
Yan Heng dangerously narrowed his eyes at the middle-aged woman. He exuded a cold aura, making the surrounding temperature seem to drop.
"Does it hurt?" But the coldness in his eyes instantly turned to gentleness upon looking at Zhu Yaya.
"It hurts." Zhu Yaya said pitifully. "My face is burning." So she didn't even dare to make large facial expressions.
"She deserves it! I'm teaching her a lesson on behalf of her parents! Giving birth to such a vixen!" the middle-aged woman clamored.
With Yan Heng by her side, Zhu Yaya felt a sense of security. She took a few steps forward and said, feeling very wronged and confused, "I didn't do anything! How did I become a vixen? Why are you slandering me?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman glared at Zhu Yaya: "You still deny it! Look at how capable you are! So many paramours protecting you!"
The sports committee member, Gu Tao, raised his eyebrows angrily: "Nonsense! We are all classmates! It's not what you say at all."
Xu Baoying snorted coldly, "Lady, according to your logic, if I protected you, then I'd be your paramour too!"
"You!" The middle-aged woman was momentarily speechless. "Anyway, she's just a vixen."
"You keep calling me a vixen, but what exactly did I do?" Zhu Yaya wiped her tears and asked calmly.
"You little slut, you still have the nerve to ask me! If you hadn't deliberately seduced my son, would his grades have dropped so fast?" the middle-aged woman roared at the top of her lungs.
Zhu Yaya was speechless. Heaven was her witness, her focus at Scott High School had always been on Xu Chun and Murong Beichen. Other than Yan Heng, she had barely had any close contact with other boys.
"My son used to be second in the grade. If you hadn't deliberately seduced him and made him lose focus on his studies, he could have gotten first place! You ruined my son!" the middle-aged woman screamed.
Second in the grade?
And these sarcastic remarks.
Zhu Yaya increasingly felt that this middle-aged woman looked very much like someone she had met before: "Is your son Chen Zicheng?"
"And you still say you didn't seduce my son!"
Xu Baoying mocked, "Our Zhu Yaya is first in the grade."
"She was just afraid that my son's grades would surpass hers, so she deliberately seduced him!" the middle-aged woman argued self-righteously.
Who in Class One of the tenth grade didn't know about Zhu Yaya's terrifyingly high scores? She almost always beat the second place by dozens of points. Would she be afraid of someone else surpassing her grades? The whole class let out a sneer.
Hearing the sneers around her, the middle-aged woman's face turned red with anger, like fresh pig liver. But she still relentlessly clamored and even got up, wanting to continue hitting Zhu Yaya.
Yan Heng blocked Zhu Yaya, looking at the woman coldly, as if looking at a dead person.
Right at this moment, the class monitor arrived with their homeroom teacher, Chang Wen.
"Who are you? Why did you come to our class to hit my student?" Chang Wen saw Zhu Yaya's swollen face and spoke angrily to the middle-aged woman.
"Ms. Chang, she is the parent of Chen Zicheng from Class Two next door. Because her son's grades dropped, she came to our class to cause trouble for Zhu Yaya," Xu Baoying added timely.
It even involved a student from another class.
Chang Wen said with an ugly expression, "Dear parent, if it is a problem with your son's declining grades, you should actively communicate with your son and his teachers, instead of bullying students in our class at will."
"My son's grades dropped obviously because that vixen seduced him. Why can't I hit her?" the middle-aged woman yelled.
The veins on Chang Wen's temples visibly throbbed.
"Mom, stop talking." Chen Zicheng's figure suddenly appeared at the door of Class One, a look of annoyance flashing across his face.
"Why can't I talk! Do you think I didn't read your diary? It's clearly this vixen who deliberately seduced you! She caused your grades to drop!" the middle-aged woman said, spit flying everywhere.
Chen Zicheng saw Zhu Yaya's swollen face and the contemptuous looks cast at him by the students of Class One. His face instantly turned snow-white, devoid of any blood, and his hands tightly gripped the hem of his clothes. His mother, however, was completely unaware of his current embarrassment and instead spoke with even more vigor.
Yan Heng ignored this chaotic battle; his mind was entirely on Zhu Yaya. Seeing Zhu Yaya's face getting more and more swollen, he frowned and interrupted the argument between Chang Wen and the middle-aged woman: "Ms. Chang, I'm Yan Heng from Class Seventeen of the eleventh grade. I'll take Zhu Yaya to the infirmary first."
"Alright. You guys go ahead!" Chang Wen knew Yan Heng, nodded, and comforted Zhu Yaya, "Zhu Yaya, I have already called your parents. I know your character, and we will give you a proper explanation."
"Thank you, teacher," Zhu Yaya said, clutching her face.
Yan Heng shielded her as they left the chaotic scene.
Chen Zicheng watched the departing Zhu Yaya, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected that because of him, Zhu Yaya would be bullied by his mother.
He felt like everyone was staring at him and whispering. The secret thoughts he had hidden in his heart were all exposed to the sunlight. He was originally a proud person, especially at an age where saving face and caring about others' opinions mattered so much. He felt that all his pride had been completely shattered by his mother's fuss.
"Mom!!!"
Chen Zicheng, his face ashen, screamed hysterically, "Stop talking!"
He covered his face with his hands, his eyes growing somewhat moist.
I'm doomed. I'm so doomed.
Everything is completely over!
