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When was the last time? It almost broke the ribs of the older child.

Hearing this scream, ye Jianrong relieved his tone and said in good faith: "little lemon, don't start too hard to avoid human life."

The struggling little lemon also took time to say, "OK!"

Hearing the news here, the teacher who came to class hurried towards this side.

To be honest, when I saw the scene in front of me, I was so surprised that my eyes almost came to the end, "my God, you hurry..."

Ye Jianrong stopped the teacher with a sneer and said, "Er, teacher, are you here?"

"Are you... Ning's mother?"

Ye Jianrong smiled and said, "teacher, these children are competing with each other. The teacher had better stay out of the fight among children."

"Where is this fighting..."

To tell the truth, ye Jianrong had a general impression of the teachers here at the beginning.

Little lemon has been here for a long time and should have been treated by campus violence for a long time, but I haven't seen any expression from these people.

Do you know and deliberately hide it, or do you really don't know? She thinks the former is quite possible.

She doesn't care who the parents of these children are. Today, her little lemon can relieve her anger!

Seeing that he was blocked and couldn't save people, the teacher wanted to move rescue soldiers.

Ye Jianrong said coldly, "teacher, you have to think about everything before you do... If you don't treat it as a farce among children, we have to calculate it. Where were you when little lemon was treated violently before?"

Ye Jianrong's words are a threat.

She herself is in the mixed vision. It's easy to exaggerate and expand a message.

If you bribe the reporter and write a stain on the school, let alone the teacher, the inflow of students will be greatly reduced in the future, which will directly affect the reputation of the school.

The young teacher can't afford such a big crime.

Only forced by Ye Jianrong's threat, he anxiously watched little lemon torture these children.

The teacher was also very shocked. Unexpectedly, ye Ning'an was so weak at a young age, and his strength was not small. He easily shuttled between many boys, first giving each other a heavy blow, and then a painless punch. It was like playing with them. Little lemon was not happy.

In fact, she has seen Ye Ning'an several times, but these children are not very heavy. In addition, the parents of several children are hard to deal with. She believes Ye Ning'an's intelligence can solve it and pretends to ignore it

Ye Jianrong's cell phone rings.

She glanced at the caller ID and seemed to be urging her. Why hasn't she arrived yet.

However, her sweetheart didn't solve the problem. How could she leave so soon!

Ye Jianrong hung up the phone, put his arms around his chest, looked at the little lemon, and then walked slowly towards the little lemon.

She took out the paper towel in her pocket, wiped the sweat on xiaolemon's forehead, then bowed her head and kissed xiaolemon's cheek.

"My son is great."

With that, ye Jianrong's eyes lifted up the little lemon's clothes with cold. When he saw the blue and purple marks on the delicate skin

Ye Jianrong put his clothes under his cover, coldly swept the circle of those crying and Howling boys and asked, "did you howl when they hit you?"

"No, little lemon is very good."

"That's good. It's so unpromising. It's really worrying for their prospects." Ye Jianrong coldly raised the corner of his lips, "little lemon, you're too light. I'll let you return all they added to you in the past. Have you returned it?"

"Well, Mommy, you never said that."

"Well, I say it now."

Little lemon nodded. His previous injury was really serious. He had to hide it from Mommy secretly. Being bullied was like being a thief

But now he doesn't need to be afraid of these people when he gets mommy's instructions!

Little lemon turned back and continued to hit those who once despised him.

Ye Jianrong got up with a sneer, stepped up to the nervous but powerless teacher and said, "you just saw that some of the bruises on my son have not dissipated."

No wonder she recently proposed to bathe little lemon. The smelly boy refused because he didn't want her to know

"Tell the parents of these people that they want to find someone to come to city A."

Foreign countries stress democracy?

Hehe, it's different where you go.

Without a background, you're nothing.

Like her son, she has to endure humiliation and live in hiding after being bullied.

In the past, she didn't want to come back to face it. It was her guilt and her uneasiness.

I'm afraid Tang Yusheng hates her and takes the little lemon away.

But now, she would rather have the little lemon taken away than suffer this crime!

Ye Jianrong picked up little lemon and walked towards the school gate, leaving the battered teacher. He took out his mobile phone and called the ambulance.

The scene of those naughty children rolling on the ground is not too cool in my heart!

Little lemon was excited to punch in the car and proudly said to Ye Jianrong, "Mommy, did you just see it? My left hook is handsome. I also heard many of my little girlfriends cheer for me... "

Ye Jianrong glanced at little lemon's restless movement. His index finger pointed at the wound he had just lifted up his clothes. When he saw the wound, he poked little lemon's wound.

"Ouch!"

Hearing little lemon's painful howl, ye Jianrong took back his sight and forced himself to pretend to look out of the car calmly.

So as not to see that little lemon is hurt and deliberately sells Meng to reassure herself, it will hurt her eyes.

Little lemon sat back in his seat, carefully looked at Ye Jianrong's side face and asked, "Mommy, are you okay?"

Hearing little lemon's sensible question, ye Jianrong couldn't collapse anymore. Her tears fell down like the flood.

She turned her head and directly pointed the back of her head at little lemon, wiping the tears under her eyes with her fingers.

Seeing ye Jianrong like this, little lemon felt bad. Her voice trembled and said, "Mommy..."

Hearing little lemon's voice also changed slightly, ye Jianrong hurried back, held little lemon's shoulder, touched his head, adjusted his voice, and said, "let's go back."

"Back where?" Little lemon didn't react.

Ye Jianrong's mind echoed the man's face, questioning and... Disgusting.

She collected her mind and then returned: "the place where you were born is also your ~ mommy's hometown."

Back at his residence, ye Jianrong directly changed their clothes and packed up two pieces. He took his deposit with him and went directly to the airport without calling the landlord.

While waiting for the flight at the airport, ye Jianrong's mobile phone rang.

She did not shy away from little lemon and answered the phone.