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Chapter 392 Uncle, my aunt loves you very much

After saying that, he nodded and shook his head.

It seems to be saying: waste it, waste these children.

Vomiting blood!!!

The angry faces of those parents are uglier than pig liver. What kind of ghost parents are they?

"Your child beat our child, are you here to deal with the problem?"

"We will pay for the medical expenses, but your children have to apologize to my children."

Su Yanshen called Xiaoman to him and held his hand.

His big hands wrapped his little hands in their palms.

He continued to look at those few people and said: "They are swearing and swearing. I'm afraid it will be difficult to end with an insincere apology."

Parents deny it, "It's impossible. My son is very polite and it's impossible for him to curse."

At this time, the dean brought the laptop and said, "This is the corridor surveillance. These children are surrounding Yu Xiaoman, bullying him and scolding him."

The situation at that time was clearly captured by the camera. Yu Xiaoman was surrounded by these children, and they laughed and abused him.

He leaned against the wall, glaring angrily, and it took him a while before he exploded.

Yu Wanwan asked him to learn self-defense skills from a young age, so from the beginning of the group fight to the appearance of the teacher, he did not suffer much.

Su Yanshen clenched his fists tightly at the beginning, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. When he saw Yu Xiaoman grabbing the hair of one of the children, he almost couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding.

Who is right and who is wrong is clear from the surveillance footage.

Several parents were embarrassed and angry, "Didn't you say you can't just watch the surveillance?"

The dean said in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, that teaching building was built by Phaeton, including all safety equipment..."

Everyone: "..."

A hard blow, a sense of oppression from money.

But some parents are unwilling to give in. Their son was beaten, and now he is the party at fault. There is no compensation, not even an apology.

"Swearing is a moral issue, hitting someone is a crime."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaoman took a step forward without fear to confront the parent who spoke, "I am a minor and it did not constitute a crime."

The man was so angry that he vomited blood again.

Pointing at Yu Xiaoman, he scolded: "Are they wrong? Your grandfather was a labor reform prisoner. Your family went bankrupt because of cutting corners, and many people died on the construction site."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yanshen pinched his neck, "Say it again!"

Su Yan pinched the overbearing mother's neck and picked her up, her sinister black eyes flashing dangerously.

There was an aura of danger all over his body.

The others were also frightened, and they did not dare to breathe again.

"Mr. Su..." The dean was afraid that Su Yanshen would lose his mind and cause trouble, so he wanted to be the peacemaker and tried to persuade him. Su Yanshen's eyes stopped him.

The woman's neck was pinched deeply by Su Yan, her whole face was bloodshot and red, and the woman's eyes were wide open.

Su Yanshen pointed at Yu Xiaoman and ordered her: "Apologise to the child."

"By..."

In front of so many people, including parents who met often, the woman wanted to show off for the sake of face, but she felt like she was going to die when she opened her mouth. Her strong desire to survive made her quickly change her words, "I'm sorry."

She opened her mouth wide.

Su Yanshen then let go of his hand and yelled angrily, "Louder!"

The woman seemed to have walked around the gate of hell, her legs were weak, and she supported her son next to her before she stood firm.

She breathed in and out without waiting.

After a while, she calmed down a little. She glanced timidly at Su Yanshen, and met his sinister black eyes. She hurriedly bowed to Yu Xiaoman and apologized, "I'm sorry."

Su Yanshen still had a cold face, and the murderous aura still lingered on his body.

But Yu Xiaoman was no longer so angry, "I forgive you."

And he also apologized to those classmates in a very sincere tone, "It was my fault to hit them, I'm sorry."

Yu Wanwan looked at Yu Xiaoman in surprise.

His eyelashes were still moist, and there was still grievance in his eyes, but his eyes were still kind.

When he was bullied, he did not compromise just because he was weak and weak.

And he didn't hate them just because they collectively bullied him.

When Yu Xiaoman was born, Yu Ziqing's blood was at its busiest. Yu Wanwan took care of the little guy from the moment he was born until...

So how good is Wanwan...how well can we teach this child?

The guilt and shame in Su Yan's heart was beyond words. He bent down and gave Yu Xiaoman a hug.

Comfort him and find comfort for yourself.

He originally didn't plan to let those parents go, but seeing how kind Yu Xiaoman was, he couldn't bear to be too cruel in front of him.

He should be allowed to have innocence, and he should be allowed to maintain innocence.

Su Yanshen led Yu Xiaoman out of the dean's office. Yu Xiaoman suddenly looked up at Su Yanshen and said, "My aunt is a good person."

Su Yan nodded deeply, "Yes."

He knew that Xiao Man emphasized this, and his classmates must have scolded her aunt in front of him.

Yu Xiaoman's voice suddenly became softer, "She loves you very much, please don't hate her like everyone else, okay?"

His pleading eyes and pleading tone.

Su Yanshen's heart suddenly cramped, and the pain made him unable to breathe. He pursed his lips for a while before nodding, "I love her very much too."

His eye circles were red, and he bent down and picked up Xiaoman.

Hug him tightly.

This time it's not the little guy who needs soothing or comforting, but himself.

That kind of sudden longing and longing can never be seen, never touched, and will never be embraced again.

Even if he is rich and powerful, there is nothing he can do.

Only this little guy has her shadow.

Su Yanshen asked for leave from Yu Xiaoman. There will be no class today. He planned to take him home.

In the car, Yu Xiaoman and Su Yanshen sat in the back together.

"Don't you have a lot of money?"

Yu Xiaoman suddenly asked a question, then opened his mouth several times but hesitated, as if he was embarrassed to speak.

Seeing that he was asking for help, Su Yan smiled deeply and said, "Do you need money?"

Yu Xiaoman pursed his lips tightly and nodded vigorously, "Yeah."

Su Yanshen didn't ask him what he wanted the money for, "How much do you want?"

Yu Xiaoman said: "I want one hundred thousand yuan. I will give it back to you after I save my annual New Year's money."

One hundred thousand? Su Yan frowned deeply.

What would a seven-year-old kid do with 100,000 yuan?

He was instinctively worried that he was being intimidated and bullied at school, "Has anyone asked you for money?"

Yu Xiaoman shook his head, "No, I asked about advertising on TV for a few seconds and it costs 100,000. I want to advertise with my mommy."

When he mentioned Mommy, his eyes were sad, the corners of his mouth sank, he blinked a few times, and his eyelashes became wet again.

Anyone who sees it will feel sad.

Su Yan deeply thought about the day when he went to find him in their community, the children called Xiao Man a motherless and a wild child, and today they called him the same name again.

He felt distressed and picked him up, put him on his lap and sat on him, coaxing him softly, "Okay, I will ask all my men to help you find your mother, and I will definitely help you find her."

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