Her eyes dodged: "I..."

"Go to hell!" I swung a stick at her, causing her to fall to the ground in pain.

"Why didn't you intervene?" Another swing of the stick from me.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, desperately clinging to my pant leg, shaking her head vigorously.

I kicked her over, grabbed her hair, and interrogated her: "Why did they hit my girl, but you went to criticize her? Just because those two bitches have power and influence, you dare not provoke them?"

I said: "Kneel down."

She anxiously looked up at me.

I kicked her head: "Kneel down!"

I made her kneel on the ground and asked her:

"Am I talking nonsense?

"Am I hitting people indiscriminately?

"Have you handled things properly?

"Is it right for my daughter to be beaten?

"No spreading rumors, right?

...

With each question, I put more effort into it and slapped her.

She knelt on the ground, hair disheveled, cheeks swollen from my slaps, repeatedly kowtowing, crying and saying "I was wrong."

With a grim face, I delivered a final slap: "Remember, if I catch you spreading lies again, I'll break your legs!"

After that, I patted Xiangtao, signaling him to take over.

I only saw him smiling as he walked up to the head teacher, whispered a few words to her. Then, the head teacher looked flustered, took a few steps back, nodding repeatedly.

On the bus, I asked him: "What did you say to her?"

Xiangtao smiled and said: "Nothing much, just sent regards to her whole family."

Later, I found out that the reason the head teacher didn't call the police that night was because Xiangtao mentioned her home address and where her child goes to school.

So, she also has a child?

Is she also afraid something might happen to her child?

How ironic.

Halfway there.

Xiangtao's younger brother called.

Said they found the girl who hit my daughter.

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