Chapter 1570: 1993: Fault
Chapter 1570: Chapter 1993: Fault
“Jun, Young Master Jun, I, I didn’t mean that.” The person’s voice trembled.
This world belongs to the Jun family. When Jun Mochan stamps his foot, all of Country Z must tremble.
And now, as she indulged her daughter in insulting the Jun family’s little prince, the woman finally understood what Ye Ranran’s earlier emphasis on that sentence truly meant.
“I have always been unwilling to cause trouble. My son is here to study, not to compete over status, so I’ve never flaunted it. I didn’t expect you to misunderstand. Are you disappointed?” Ye Ranran mocked them with a look.
Those people kept shaking their heads.
“As I said, apologize to me.” Ye Ranran stared at her.
“Sorry, sorry,” the woman kept bowing.
“What a pity, you missed the best opportunity.” Ye Ranran shook her head.
She had given her a chance, but unfortunately, she didn’t want it. Abusing power, is it? She would ensure she’d never have power or wealth to rely on again. Disdain those without money and power, does she?
Then she must let her try that taste.
“And you,” Ye Ranran looked at the kindergarten teacher: “Unclear about right and wrong, twisting facts, flattering the powerful while stepping on the weak—how can such a person be fit to teach?”
She didn’t expect her to defy the powerful, but at least she should distinguish right from wrong, not blindly take sides without asking questions first.
Ye Ranran looked disappointed: “Mr. Jun, your judgment this time isn’t so good.”
“It’s all my fault, this school vaunts itself as a noble school, so everyone sends their children here. That’s why I sent Xiao Bao here, not realizing it’s all hollow fame and empty nothingness,” Jun Mochan’s tone remained calm, but his words carried weight.
The principal hurried over, smiling apologetically: “This time, it was our error. Young Master Jun, please don’t blame us.”
“You should ensure my wife doesn’t get angry. If she’s upset, what do you think we should do?” Jun Mochan’s voice was icy, his gaze still warm yet devoid of emotion.
Those familiar with him knew he was angry.
“Madam, we’re sorry, it’s our school’s fault. We will expel the person who made the mistake, hoping you can forgive us.”
Ye Ranran shook her head: “No need, I’m not that petty.”
She took Jun Mochan’s hand and picked up Jun Xiaobao: “Let’s go.”
“Wait,” Jun Mochan looked at her reddened ear, his eyes filled with a murderous aura: “How did this happen?”
Before Ye Ranran could reply, Jun Xiaobao pointed at the woman and said, “She threw a book.”
“Forget it, it’s nothing. Just think of it as being bitten by a rabid dog, a shot will solve it,” Ye Ranran tugged on Jun Mochan’s hand.
In the end, Jun Mochan did nothing to that woman, but before leaving, he glanced back at that person.
At the entrance, Ye Ranran patted Jun Xiaobao’s head: “Mommy will find you a better place.”
“Okay, Mommy,” Jun Xiaobao held her hand.
The family of three walked forward, and that dark entrance separated them from the crowd.
Even though she didn’t fuss about anything, her actions made it clear that she was different from them.
She stood above them, while they all had to crawl at her feet.
Turning around, Jun Mochan instructed Zhou Xian to investigate that person’s background.
“Let’s not take action against the kindergarten teacher, alright? After all, she lost her job and she’s already in a bad situation,” Ye Ranran suddenly said.
“Okay,” Jun Mochan agreed, but he still instructed Zhou Xian to inform every prestigious kindergarten not to hire her.