"Principal, you're disciplining your son without distinguishing right from wrong. Have you figured out the full story?"
Lin Zifeng was frustrated.
He came here this time just to kill the spirit of these two guys, and by the way, help Huahua resolve some personal matters.
In the end, this old glass acted on his own, leaving Lin Zifeng with nothing to do and losing direction for his purpose in coming.
"Then, why did you hit them just now?"
The old principal was even more confused.
"I hit them just to vent your anger, brother!"
The old principal now started to feel a strong urge of regret, realizing this guy was clearly just playing them.
His own son had just been beaten severely by him, and now he acted like nothing happened.
Damn it! If I had known, I shouldn't have hit my son's face so hard. If he tells his mother, I'll be in big trouble again.
