DDT - Chapter 42
Chapter 42: School Tyrant × The Pushover (19)
The next day, Yi Qinglang and his wife were up early. After all, with something so major happening to their daughter, they had spent a sleepless night, lying with their eyes open in the pitch-black bedroom until the sky began to lighten.
Their hearts were filled with remorse. They still didn't know the full extent of the bullying Shuhan had endured from those damned wretches before this incident. The thought of their daughter being bullied, perhaps even beaten and berated, in places they couldn't see, made their hearts ache. How naive they had been to think that in a city like Qingyun, so far from the capital, Shuhan would be fine with more than enough money. They never imagined their poor baby would be treated this way. They were absolutely furious.
It was, after all, their negligence. When Shuhan chose such a terrible school, they should have stopped her. They knew she was trying to get their attention, to make them notice her, yet they had ignored her for the sake of her so-called independence.
Shu Ming was consumed by regret. When she remembered how she had previously ignored Shuhan's cries for help, she wanted to curse her past self.
The couple got out of bed. Though they were burning with impatience, they still dressed themselves meticulously. As befitting the prospective heads of the Yi Family of Beijing, they both exuded a sharp, formidable aura. They wore tailored, limited-edition luxury brand clothing, crisp trousers, and priceless shoes. Before leaving, an assistant brought in a makeup artist to give them a polished look. Shu Ming, in particular, looked beautiful yet dignified, elegant without being overly ostentatious. Everything was just right.
A fierce glint flashed in Shu Ming and Yi Qinglang's eyes. Two assistants took their bags and a heavy laptop, and they headed out.
The driver, Xiao Liu, was already waiting at the main entrance. After helping them into the car, he sped toward the airport.
At 8:00 a.m. sharp, the plane took off on time. Yi Qinglang and his wife sat in first class, where Yi Qinglang reviewed the information his secretary had sent him just before boarding.
The teacher who had hit Shuhan was named Jiang Shiqing. He came from an ordinary family background, was afraid of his wife, and held deeply misogynistic views.
The girls who had framed Shuhan were all from ordinary working-class families. They had terrible grades and consorted with delinquents. The secretary's all-night investigation revealed that this was not the first time they had bullied the Yi family's precious daughter, Yi Shuhan.
Reading through the records, Yi Qinglang's brow furrowed, his eyes radiating a fierce hostility. He and his wife had thought Shuhan was merely having typical conflicts with classmates and trouble with social interactions. They never imagined the reality was far worse than they had thought. Their daughter was suffering from horrific school bullying.
The high school Shuhan had chosen was, after all, a third-rate institution, if it could even be called that. The quality of its students was predictable. The teachers' ethics and character were even more unspeakable.
In the office that day, a teacher had actually struck a student, and not a single one of the many teachers watching had stepped in to stop it. Whatever their reasons for not intervening, it couldn't hide the fact that their character and morals were fundamentally lacking.
This wouldn't do. Shuhan absolutely could not stay in this garbage school any longer!
Yi Qinglang made his decision.
He continued to flip through the files.
The last file was on "Sister Chi."
Chi Junluo, 18 years old, parents divorced, lives with her father. Her father is an alcoholic and a gambling addict with no job, who often stays out all night. Chi Junluo is the school tyrant of Qingshui High and one of the top bosses in the Qingyun district. Yi Qinglang frowned. He already disliked these kinds of delinquents, not to mention that his own daughter had been bullied by a few of them for so long.
However, as he read further, his brow relaxed slightly.
On weekends, Chi Junluo worked at a small restaurant in an alley near the school to support herself and pay her own tuition. Most importantly, she had come into contact with Shuhan back in March of this year, and records showed that the two of them often left school together after that.
It seemed Shuhan considered Chi Junluo a friend?
Connecting this to the fact that the bullies were caught red-handed in the internet cafe, it was clear Chi Junluo had put in a lot of effort. Yi Qinglang nodded slightly. Chi Junluo must also consider Shuhan a friend.
Yi Qinglang had never been very strict about Shuhan's friendships. Seeing that this Chi Junluo seemed to be of decent character, he didn't think much more of it. There was just one thing he didn't understand: how did she get his private email address?
After finishing the files, Yi Qinglang passed the laptop to his wife, Shu Ming. Once she had read them, the two discussed their plan. The teacher and the girls were from ordinary families, which made them easy to deal with. As for the teacher, they would make it so he could never set foot in the education industry again. With his character, he shouldn't be allowed to ruin any more children.
As for the girls, he, Yi Qinglang, would utterly destroy their futures.
A cold smile touched the corner of his mouth. A child of the Yi family was not someone any ant could slander at will!
After a flight of over two hours, the plane finally landed at Qingyun Airport.
As soon as they exited the gate, a dedicated assistant and bodyguards were there to meet them. The small procession drew looks from everyone around them.
Yi Qinglang told the driver to go directly to Qingshui High School.
Half an hour later, a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class pulled up at the entrance of Qingshui High. The driver honked the horn. A young security guard emerged from the guardhouse, groggy and grumbling, but the moment he saw the car, he snapped to attention. He had never seen this model before, but he recognized the Mercedes logo.
The guard rubbed his eyes and jogged over to the driver's side window. "Hello, may I ask what business you have at Qingshui High?"
The young guard tried his best to sound polite.
"Xiao Liu, tell him we're here to see the principal on urgent business," Yi Qinglang said calmly, smoothing his hair.
Xiao Liu relayed the message. The young guard knew he couldn't afford to offend people like this, and since they were here to see the principal, he had no authority to stop them. He scurried over to open the gate and even pointed them in the direction of the principal's office.
The young guard thought: I'm so awesome! Time to strike a pose!
Soon, Yi Qinglang and his wife were standing outside the principal's office.
He knocked on the door. A middle-aged man's voice came from inside. "Come in."
Yi Qinglang pushed the door open and entered.
The principal was leisurely reading a newspaper. Hearing the door open, he looked up and froze.
The visitors had an exceptional air about them, exuding an inviolable presence. Their aura was incredibly powerful. The principal found their faces very familiar.
Upon entering, Yi Qinglang and his wife elegantly walked to the guest sofa next to the desk. Seeing the principal staring blankly at him, he remained expressionless and simply nodded. "Hello, I am Yi Qinglang. Please, come and sit. We may have some matters to discuss."
The unquestionable tone of his voice made the principal jolt. He immediately realized this was not someone he could afford to offend. He stood up, somewhat dazed, and walked over to sit on the opposite sofa. Then his brain finally started working. Yi Qinglang! Wasn't he the entrepreneurial elite of Qingyun City in recent years and its undisputed richest man?
The principal had often seen this man in financial newspapers and on television news!
No wonder he looked familiar!
The principal was utterly shocked. He wrung his hands, at a loss. What had his small, third-rate school done to deserve a personal visit from such a titan?
"Hello, hello," the principal said nervously. "May I ask what brings Mr. Yi to our humble school?"
"It's like this. Could you please call Jiang Shiqing from the senior grade three class over for us? And while you're at it, please ask student Yi Shuhan from the senior grade three key class to come as well."
In the span of that short sentence, a "million" thoughts raced through the principal's mind.
He referred to Teacher Jiang by his full name and used the word "call," which clearly meant this man disliked Jiang Shiqing. It was highly likely Jiang Shiqing had offended this powerful figure. Yet for a student, Yi Shuhan, he used the word "ask," and Yi Shuhan shared the same surname as Mr. Yi! Could it be?!
The principal's eyes widened. He saw Yi Qinglang looking at him with a faint, knowing smile. He quickly nodded in agreement and immediately took out his phone to call Jiang Shiqing.
The principal didn't even realize that ever since Yi Qinglang had walked in, he had unconsciously adopted a subservient posture. This was the effect of aura and the long-standing prestige of an aristocratic family.
Jiang Shiqing had just finished a class. He had spent the period belittling several of the high-achieving girls, which left him in a very pleasant mood. Whenever he was oppressed by the she-tiger at home, he could always find satisfaction from his students the next day.
Just as he sat down, his phone rang. He picked it up with considerable annoyance, but his sour expression softened slightly when he saw it was the principal calling.
"Hello? Principal. Why are you calling me at this hour?" Jiang Shiqing's voice carried a hint of sycophancy.
"Jiang Shiqing, get to my office right now. Someone is here to see you."
The principal's somewhat cold tone traveled through the phone line. A sudden chill ran down Jiang Shiqing's spine, and a shitty feeling began to creep up on him.
He hung up and hurried toward the principal's office.
In the key class, class had just begun. Yi Shuhan, who had just been inexplicably scolded, was in a bad mood when she suddenly saw several students in the front rows turn to look at her.
Yi Shuhan: ???
Her deskmate kindly reminded her, "Shuhan, someone's here for you."
Looking bewildered, Yi Shuhan left the classroom. A female teacher was waiting at the door. She led Yi Shuhan toward the principal's office.
When Jiang Shiqing pushed open the door, he saw the principal sitting before a couple, nodding and bowing. The couple was impeccably dressed and had a powerful aura. Especially when they looked at him, he felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him.
"You are Jiang Shiqing?" Yi Qinglang leaned back on the sofa, his expression lazy and disdainful.
Jiang Shiqing felt a surge of anger. What kind of attitude was this?! Before he could react, he heard a voice from the doorway. "Excuse me, teacher, may I come in?"
A familiar girl walked in.
As soon as Yi Shuhan entered, she saw Jiang Shiqing blocking the doorway. She sidestepped slightly and saw the couple sitting on the sofa, who still looked quite young.
A look of astonishment appeared on Yi Shuhan's face. "Dad, Mom, what are you doing here?"
Principal: I knew it!
Jiang Shiqing: ??? WTF?!
When Yi Qinglang and his wife saw Yi Shuhan, a gentle smile finally appeared on their faces. "Shuhan, come, sit here. Your mother and I came to see you."
Yi Shuhan: This dad is a little weird... Has his soul been swapped? Waiting online, it's urgent!
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