Autor: Filthy Máquina traductora
Feng Yulin came to the principal's office. Lu Qingyun was sitting in his seat and looking at his computer as if he had a premonition that Feng Yulin would come. He raised his eyes slightly and said softly, "Have a seat."
2Feng Yulin sat on the sofa and looked at the time. A few seconds later, Qi Ye walked in from outside the door.
2He stood respectfully at the side. "Master, Master Lu."
2"Okay." Feng Yulin sat on the sofa and leaned back. His face was calm, but his eyes were sharp.
2Lu Qingyun stood up from his desk and poured Feng Yulin a cup of tea. He also added hot water into his thermos.
Qi Ye told him about his investigation. "Qi Ye asked the little prince just now. He said that he fell."
2Lu Qingyun raised his eyebrows. Fell? He did not want to acknowledge such a stupid son.
2Qi Ye continued, "He said that was what Ling Jue told him. He said that he came back to find him when he found out that he did not go down the mountain. Then, he saw two people being struck by lightning. He did not know who the two people were. Ling Jue said that he was standing far away, so he was only affected by the lightning. He was not hit by the lightning.
2"The little prince also said that he was burying the box. He passed out right after he was done burying it. Maybe he squatted for too long and had low blood sugar. As for the bruise on his neck, he knocked into a tree beside him when he passed out..."
2Qi Ye did not want to believe that this was the intelligence of the heir of the Feng family.
How could he believe this!
2Alright, Ling Jue was too powerful. There was not a single flaw in this series of words.
With the little prince's intelligence, it was normal for him to be deceived.
It was all because he trusted Ling Jue too much. He worshipped him so much that he believed everything he said.
2Lu Qingyun raised his eyebrows slightly. He took a sip of tea and glanced at Feng Yulin. "Is that my son?"
2Feng Yulin turned to look at him. "What do you think?"
2Lu Qingyun sighed. "IQ and his mother."
2The corner of Qi Ye's mouth twitched. If Madam Lu heard this, Master Lu might have to kneel on the keyboard.
2In Madam Lu's opinion, marrying Master Lu was the worst thing she could do.
2She would occasionally mumble about it. Perhaps she had a fever at that time, which was why she married him.
Feng Yulin stood up and put his hands in his pockets. He glanced at Lu Qingyun. "I'll get someone to handle the matters at the back of the mountain. I'll leave the rest to you."
2"Okay." Lu Qingyun sighed. It was really worrisome.
2He just wanted to be a director and a principal. He felt so tired even though he was so high and mighty.
"Master Lu, we'll be leaving first." Qi Ye quickly followed the departing master.
2Lu Qingyun waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.
...
Just as they left the principal's office, Feng Yulin stood downstairs. The rain had stopped and there was a lot of water on the ground.
He looked in the direction of the canteen and his eyes flashed.
"Master." Qi Ye stood behind him respectfully and said in a low voice, "It's your subordinate's fault. I'm willing to be punished."
2The corners of Feng Yulin's mouth curled up slightly. "It can be considered as a blessing in disguise..."
2"Oh?" Qi Ye didn't understand. What did master mean by blessing in disguise?
2He strode onto the field and said a few words. "Continue to be an instructor. When you come back, I'll still remember your mistakes and punish you."
2"..."
Qi Ye looked at his back and sighed. Wasn't master talking about delaying death?
This was even more torturous.
Sigh, as expected, being an adult taking care of a child was the most tiring thing.
He just wanted to be a good instructor. He could torture those boys every day, occasionally sleeping lazily.
2Why was there lightning that suddenly wanted to crackle down?
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