“It seems your guardian is here,” the class monitor in charge of calling him over reminded him. “They said you did something and they couldn’t reach you, so they came to school to find you.”
Ye Qingyang remained calm. “Okay, got it. Thanks.”
“No problem. You should go—Teacher Cheng is waiting for you.”
Ye Qingyang stood up and walked toward the classroom door. Lu Jingcheng looked up, saw his movement, and called out, “Where are you going?”
“Teacher Cheng wants me in her office.”
“What’s going on?”
Ye Qingyang tilted his head. “Probably a family matter.”
Lu Jingcheng: !!!
He immediately stood up. “I’m going with you.”
Saying that, he walked beside Ye Qingyang. “Let’s go.”
Chen Wei, Bai Le, and Dong Yu, seeing the scene, seemed to sense some excitement and followed along.
Ye Hong was sitting in Teacher Cheng Yan’s office, her expression dark and a little haggard. She held the water that Cheng Yan had handed her, her mind full of anger.
The day they had been kicked out, they had found a nearby hotel, planning to return the next day. At that time, they didn’t take the incident seriously—after all, they still had the keys. They could come and go as they pleased.
But when they returned home the next day, they found Ye Qingyang had already changed the locks, and they couldn’t get in.
Wang Yue angrily pounded on the door for a long time, but no one responded. His noise even disturbed the neighbors.
Ye Hong called Ye Qingyang, hoping he would open the door, but every time she called, the line was busy.
They tried all their phones, all busy—obviously blocked.
Wang Hui sent him a WeChat message, only to find she had been deleted from his contacts.
In desperation, Ye Hong called a locksmith to open the door.
However, the locksmith insisted they show proof that they were the legitimate residents before opening the lock. “Otherwise, what if you’re not? That would be awkward for me.”
Ye Hong fumed. “My stuff is inside! How do I prove it to you?”
“Go to the property management office for a certificate. It’s nearby, very convenient.”
But the property management refused. “You’re not the registered resident. The resident is Mr. Ye Qingyang. We cannot issue a certificate; you’ll need to contact him directly.”
“I’m his aunt!”
“Sorry, we have to follow the rules. You should speak to Mr. Ye Qingyang, not us.”
Wang Hui, tired of being out all day with no place to rest, simply took a taxi home, leaving only Ye Hong and Wang Yue staring at the door, unable to get in.
Since moving into the Ye family home, Wang Yue had enjoyed all that Ye Qingyang’s parents left behind and had considered himself a respectable person.
This was the first time he had been woken from that dream of respectability. He couldn’t accept it and had no choice but to keep trying to contact Ye Qingyang.
They didn’t know whether Ye Qingyang was inside the house refusing to open the door or had already left, which was why they couldn’t hear the knocking.
After some discussion, they decided to go to school on Monday to find Ye Qingyang. You can run from a monk, but you can’t run from a temple—Ye Qingyang would inevitably show up at school.
At that time, they planned to make him lose face in front of the teacher and classmates, balancing the anger they had felt over the past two days.
However, Wang Yue’s leave hadn’t been approved, so only Ye Hong came that day.
She placed the water cup on the desk and said to Teacher Cheng, “I’ve thought it through. I’ve decided to have Ye Qingyang expelled. His grades are too poor, and our family is also poor. It’s better if he leaves school.”
Author’s note: Teacher Cheng: ?????
Looking at the grade ranking sheet on the desk, Ye Qingyang’s recent grades were excellent, and his tuition was fully waived. Expelled? Why?
Next chapter: the short-tempered Xiao Jing, fighting online!
Xiao Jing: Although I never hit girls, that was because I wasn’t really angry!