Chapter 123 Lots of doubts
Chapter 123 Lots of doubts
I gave Song Le a grateful look and politely asked him to leave: "Okay, thank you. You should go home early too. Thank you for your help today."
After Song Le left, my mother came out of the room and began to sob incessantly, "Daughter, I really didn't hurt anyone! You must make Jiang Yichen find out the truth, I don't want to be arrested and go to jail!"
Listening to my mother's sobbing, I felt even more agitated. I tried my best to calm myself down: "Mom, I know. I'll talk to him. You go and get some rest."
My mom, however, was still worried and continued to nag, "You have to make it clear to him! We really didn't hurt anyone! I don't want to lose you!"
I finally couldn't hold back any longer and raised my voice: "Mom! I know! You go and rest first! I want to rest too!"
After saying that, I turned around and went back to my room, slamming the door shut.
Leaning against the door, I closed my eyes, my heart filled with exhaustion and helplessness.
The next day, as soon as I entered the school, I heard someone calling my name.
Looking up, I saw Song Yuan with several classmates.
I frowned, knowing they meant no harm, but I no longer had the energy to deal with them.
I turned to leave, but they stopped me.
"Oh, isn't this the murderer's daughter?" Song Yuan said sarcastically.
My face turned deathly pale instantly, and my shoulders trembled slightly.
I stared wide-eyed at Song Yuan, my voice trembling as I asked, "What did you say?"
Song Yuan seemed not to hear me and continued in a mocking tone, "What? You've done something wrong but you're too scared to admit it? Your mother is a murderer!"
I was so angry I was trembling all over.
The students around me started whispering and giving me strange looks.
Faced with the contempt and insults from Song Yuan and other classmates, the anger in my heart was finally ignited.
Uncle can tolerate it, but Aunt can't. I ignored her before because of Song Le.
You can bully me, but you absolutely cannot talk about my mother.
I stopped tolerating it and started yelling back at them, my voice filled with determination and anger.
Seeing this, Song Yuan became even more arrogant and provocative, saying, "What? You killed someone and you don't dare to admit it? You and your mother are exactly the same!"
I was so angry that my face turned red. I threw down my schoolbag, rolled up my sleeves, shoved her away, and scolded her.
"Don't spread rumors here, my mother didn't kill anyone."
I watched as Song Yuan stumbled and almost fell.
Seeing this, her classmates stepped forward and shoved her. I staggered a couple of steps, steadied myself, and defiantly pushed them away.
Song Yuan suddenly shouted, "Look, that's how her mother pushed people down the stairs!"
When I heard her spreading rumors, I loudly retorted, "You're talking nonsense! My mother never pushed anyone down the stairs!"
Song Yuan and her classmates completely ignored my explanation and continued to insult and attack me.
I had reached my limit and was about to retaliate when...
"Stop!" The principal suddenly appeared and shouted sternly.
He stared at us with wide eyes, his tone tinged with anger and disappointment.
Seeing this, Song Yuan immediately accused the other party: "Principal, she started it! Look, she pushed me down!"
The principal carefully observed the situation and did not believe Song Yuan's words.
His expression was stern: "I saw it clearly; you provoked me first. Now, you will run five laps around the track as punishment!"
Upon hearing this, Song Yuan and her classmates showed expressions of reluctance.
"Why?"
"Exactly, Principal, what are you doing..."
The people around her wanted to speak, but the principal glared at them and said, "Do you want to be expelled?"
Upon hearing that she was to be expelled, Song Yuan was about to say something when the principal silenced her with a single sentence: "If you think I'm being biased, then please have your parents come over."
The group chickened out and went to run on the track, grumbling under their breath.
As he passed by me, he glared at me fiercely and warned, "You just wait."
I stood up straight and looked straight ahead.
The principal turned to me, his tone surprisingly gentle: "Come to my office too."
I nodded and followed the principal to the office, still puzzled.
When I arrived at the office, the principal asked me with concern, "Were you injured just now?"
I obediently shook my head.
The principal seemed relieved: "You can come to me directly if you have any problems in the future."
"Thank you for your concern, Principal. I'm sorry to have troubled you." I nodded obediently and thanked you politely.
I didn't understand why the principal was suddenly so concerned about me. I looked at him, puzzled.
The principal seemed to sense my doubts and started to ramble on about other topics.
How have your studies been lately?
Are your roommates good to you?
"If you encounter any difficulties, be sure to tell me."
……
I couldn't help myself and asked cautiously, "Principal, is there something you need?"
After some preamble, he finally got to the point.
The principal smiled awkwardly: "No, I just hope you can put in a good word for us with President Jiang, because the school plans to renovate the teaching building and library and urgently needs financial support."
My heart sank as I understood what the principal meant: my relationship with Jiang Yichen was not as close as the rumors suggested.
Moreover, Jiang Yichen doesn't want others to know about our relationship.
To prevent the principal from continuing to misunderstand, I clarified, "Principal, I don't actually have any relationship with President Jiang, and he probably won't listen to me anyway. You should talk to him yourself."
Upon hearing this, the principal's face showed a hint of disappointment.
But he still managed a forced smile, his face turning much colder: "Gu, it's all about human effort. Try your best to fight for the school."
"Principal... I'm sorry, I can't help you."
Try to win me over, my foot! You're incompetent, so you try to take advantage of me.
I'd rather fight Song Yuan; at worst, I'd just get beaten up. I thought to myself.
After school, I walked home alone.
As I walked, I kept thinking about how my mother had been framed for murder.
My mom wouldn't even dare to step on an ant, so I don't believe for a second that she'd kill someone.
Moreover, the incident happened too suddenly, and there are many suspicious points.
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