You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 6117: Good

Wu Yong explained: "Mr. Gu, because Mr. Liang teaches Chinese studies and etiquette, and the ruler is a must for teaching. He didn't intend to hit the child with the ruler. He just used the ruler as an example. He..."

"He lied!" Qin Junye, who had not spoken for a long time, said loudly, "He deliberately took a ruler to smack the belly of the little sapling, the little sapling ducked back, and he slapped the little sapling in the face! "

Gu Junzhu's already icy face became even colder.

He stared at Wu Yong coldly and asked, "Did you hear that?"

Wu Yong said embarrassedly: "Children are young, ignorant, and like to lie often."

"He didn't lie!"

"Brother Ye didn't lie!"

Ling Yue, Huo Zhongqi, and Police Nie Yan all testified for Qin Junye in unison.

The little sapling held back her tears, hugged Ye Xingbei's neck, looked at Gu Junzhu and said, "Dad, Brother Ye didn't lie, Teacher Liang asked us to learn the etiquette of standing, and he asked me to hold my chest up and close my eyes. Belly, I have done it very seriously, but he said that I was not doing well, so he took the ruler and slapped my stomach. When I saw the ruler slapped at me, I ducked back, and he slapped me in the face... …”

A jie-chi was slapped on his face, and half of his face was numb, and a gold star appeared in front of him, and he was stunned.

When he regained his senses, his brothers had already pressed Liang Qianjin to the ground and beat him.

His brothers beat Liang Qianjin, his nose was bruised, his mouth was full of blood, and blood was bleeding from his nose. He was afraid that his brothers would beat Liang Qianjin to death, so he pulled his brothers away and Liang Qianjin was saved.

The little sapling wanted to be a man. When he saw his parents, he wanted to cry because of grievances.

Seeing the high and swollen purlins on the face of the little sapling, the most serious part is broken and bleeding, one can imagine how painful it is.

Even when she was the most embarrassed in the Ye family, she tried her best to protect her son and never let her son suffer such a serious injury.

Seeing the little sapling hurt like this, her heart clenched into a ball of pain, and her tears rolled down like beads with broken strings.

"Good, Mom knows!" Ye Xingbei hugged the little sapling and choked up: "Mom knows that Mom's little tree is an obedient child, so it's definitely not the little tree's fault!"

Seeing the wounds on Xiao Sapiao'er's face and the tears in Ye Xingbei's eyes, Gu Junzhu only felt a violent aura churning in his body, rushing straight to the top of his head.

He looked at Wu Yong coldly and asked, "Where's the ruler?"

He is handsome and unpretentious. Even though the students in this school are either rich or expensive, Wu Yong is already used to dealing with rich and powerful people, but his heart trembles because of his aura. .

He didn't dare to say a word, turned around and entered the gift, and took out a black ruler.

Gu Junzhu took the ruler and was even more angry.

The ruler is made of ebony, and the wood is fine and dense. It is not very thick, but it is very pressing. It is conceivable that such a ruler will hurt a child with delicate skin and tender flesh.

His precious son is like an eyeball. When he didn't know it was his biological son, he loved it like a treasure and took care of it. After knowing it was his biological son, his love and affection were mixed again. The guilt for owed him, cherished him even more.

He was holding a baby in his palm, and he was not willing to touch a single hair, but he was pulled with a ruler!

Infuriated and unable to suppress, he suddenly raised his voice, "Gu Chi, come in!"