Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 127 Why Do You Live So Well?

"Ma'am, the child has already said that you are not that kind of person. Please go out." Teacher Yang Yi became confident and looked at the vulgar woman in front of her and became serious.

Wang Fan was not willing to do that. She was so angry that veins popped out of her forehead. She rushed forward and started beating Ji Xun, yelling dirty words: "You little bastard! Bastard! Jinx! How dare you deny me! Who gave you the courage! Humph! Do you think I am willing to recognize you! How dare you deny me!"

"Why don't you die! Go die! Go die! You little bastard! How do you deserve to live so well? Why?!"

Teacher Yang Yi had never seen such a scene before and was terrified, but Ji Xun did not resist and let this crazy woman beat and scold him. As the class teacher, she was unwilling to do anything and hurried forward to pull the student out.

"Let me go! Don't hit me! I'm going to call security!" Teacher Yang Yi's strength was no match for this fat woman. She was pushed and staggered. She could only quickly run to the desk, pick up the phone, and start calling security.

"Stop! Stop!" Teacher Yang Yi screamed, and then called out to Ji Xun, "Ji Xun, get out of the way!"

But Ji Xun still didn't run, hide, or fight back. He just stood there alone, shielding his face with his arms, allowing Wang Fan to scratch and beat him at will!

"If it weren't for you, would your father have been arrested? You jinx!"

"What kind of life are your brother and sister and I living in now? It's all your fault! How dare you deny me? You little bastard!"

Wang Fan was only 1.58 meters tall, and she couldn't even grab Ji Xun's face because of his height. She was so angry that she hit and scratched him even harder.

Harsh words echoed in the small conference room, and several students had gathered outside.

They were just peeking in from outside out of curiosity. The conference room was well soundproofed, so they only heard sporadic noises.

But the scene of the ugly woman pulling Ji Xun and scratching and beating him madly was seen by everyone. It was completely unbelievable.

Teacher Yang Yi was almost dying of anxiety. She just hoped that the security guards would come up quickly and take this crazy woman away.

She really didn't understand what was wrong with her student. Why didn't she hide? Why would she allow this woman to beat and scold her?

Could it be that this woman is really his mother?

But Shang Qing said that Ji Xun was raised by his grandfather and now lives with them.

That's right. Such a woman is actually Ji Xun's biological mother. How can I imagine it?

It was not until the security rushed in and Wang Fan was dragged away that Ji Xun was finally free from her clutches.

"All of you get out of here! Go to class!" Teacher Yang Yi only then noticed several students gathered at the door and hurriedly drove them away.

The current Ji Xun was no different from his usual self. The deep and shallow scratches on his arms were shocking. However, he didn't care at all. Ji Xun simply bowed and apologized to Teacher Yang Yi and expressed his gratitude. Under Teacher Yang Yi's surprised and terrified gaze, he turned and left.

"Ji Xun, you need to go to the infirmary for your injury." Teacher Yang Yi thought of the severity of his injury and hurriedly told Ji Xun, "Also, I won't tell anyone else."

Ji Xun paused, slowly turned around, and bowed again to Teacher Yang Yi, his voice a little hoarse and trembling: "Thank you, teacher."

Entering the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror. His face was pale, his eyes a dark, indistinct color. He tilted his head and saw that his neck had been scratched a little. Fortunately, his face and hands were not injured. He secretly thanked himself for this, so Shang Qing would not notice.

The injuries on his body are not a big deal. The weather is still a little cool now, so he can just wear the long-sleeved school uniform.

Ji Xun leaned against the wall of the compartment, with red eyes. It was not because of the pain from his physical injury, but because his heart ached so much that even if he pinched his heart hard with his hands, it couldn't relieve the pain.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he felt as if time had stopped, swallowing him up bit by bit, until...

"Buzz buzz buzz." The cell phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, bringing Ji Xun back to his senses from the dark world.

He took out his cell phone and found it was Shang Qing!

He quickly took a deep breath and picked up the phone. A cheerful voice came from the other end: "Xiao Xun, Xiao Xun, where are you? School is over, let's go home. I'll wait for you in the carport."

"Okay, sister, I'll be there right away." Ji Xun's voice was hoarse, and he tried his best to calm himself.

"Hmm? Xiao Xun, why is your voice a little hoarse?" Shang Qing on the other end of the phone immediately noticed something was wrong.

Ji Xun's eyes were red again, and his nose was sore. He covered the receiver of the phone, moved it away from himself, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down a little. He said with a smile: "Sister, it's okay. It may be because I didn't drink any water. I feel a little hoarse when I speak."

"Oh, that's good. Don't worry, just pack slowly." Shang Qing was relieved. He hung up the phone, inserted the key into the hole of the electric bike, sat on the electric bike, and waited obediently for Ji Xun to come.

There were a few classmates I knew, and we exchanged greetings. It felt very relaxing and comfortable.

Soon, I saw a slender boy wearing a hoodie running towards me from a distance. It was not until he got closer that I realized it was Ji Xun.

"Xiao Xun, why are you wearing a hood?" Shang Qing asked casually, feeling a little surprised.

Ji Xun shook his head: "Sister, it's okay. I just feel a little cold."

When Shang Qing heard that he felt cold, she thought he had a cold and a fever. She was startled and stood on tiptoe to touch his forehead.

When Shang Qing stood on tiptoe and wanted to touch his head, Ji Xun leaned over and got as low as possible so that her hand could easily touch and pinch it.

When Shang Qing placed her slightly cool little hand on his forehead, his originally cold heart warmed up a little, and seemed to have vitality and energy again, unlike the cold and desperate period just now.

"It's okay, you don't have a fever, but why are you sweating so much?" Shang Qing tried to check and found that he didn't have a fever, but he was still a little confused and worried.

Ji Xun replied: "Maybe it's because I ran too fast just now. Don't worry, sister."

"You're talking about yourself. I'm telling you specifically, don't be anxious. I don't know what to say to you!" Shang Qing complained, but she stopped criticizing him. After all, these things were unavoidable.

"Okay, take off your hat and put on your helmet."

Ji Xun shook his head and said, "Sister, I can do it myself."

Ji Xun didn't dare ask her to help him put it on. What if she saw the scars on his body?

Shang Qing didn't force it and handed the helmet to Ji Xun. He slowly took off the hood and put the helmet on his head.

In this way, the red scratches on the neck were exposed to Shang Qing's eyes.

"What's wrong with your neck!" Shang Qing stepped forward and stared nervously at the deep scar on the back of the neck.

Ji Xun was tense all over. He had been very careful. How could Shang Qing discover the scar on his neck?

"Squat down!" Shang Qing ordered. Seeing that Ji Xun didn't squat, he said angrily, "Squat down, let me see the wound!"

Ji Xun had no choice but to squat down and show her the scratch on the front of his neck. She exclaimed, "How come there's one on the front too!"

Well. Ji Xun was helpless. It turned out that he had walked into the trap himself.