A Young Woman's Heart

Li Wanyan looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, as if she were looking down on his naivety.

Such rich emotions are rarely seen on her face.

"At the very least, security should be called over, otherwise it won't be as simple as just a disciplinary action. There might be injuries or even death." Mo Xueyao felt that what she said was not an exaggeration at all. After all, in Hangzhou, there are still occasional news reports of so-and-so from a certain school being beaten to death.

As for rumors about someone being crippled or disabled, there are countless of them.

"It's best to call the police. This is a serious matter, and personal safety is the most important thing." Mo Xiaoxiao nodded. "I have a cell phone. Where exactly is it? Let's go there first and then call the police."

"Sister, will we get retaliated against if we call the police...?" Mo Zhuyou asked worriedly.

"Let's call the police using the school's phone," Li Wanyan said calmly.

"But then the school will find out! That won't do. The main reason they went there to fight is because those guys always bully our students outside of school. But the school definitely won't care; they'll definitely punish them!" Zhou Yong shouted. "How about we just use the phone at one of the small shops outside?"

"Then hurry up!" Mo Xueyao said anxiously, "Why didn't you hit it just now?"

"Ah... this, I forgot..."

"Hurry up!" she urged. "Get outside first, then tell the police your exact location."

"But...the police will definitely know which school those students are from..."

"Hey, if you keep delaying, someone might really die! Someone has a knife!" Mo Xueyao seemed even more nervous than Zhou Yong.

"Isn't Xiaoyao's fruit shop nearby? Why don't you ask your dad to call someone over?" Mo Zhuyou suggested.

"This is good!"

"What do you mean 'good enough'? My dad can't manage alone either." Mo Xueyao's brows furrowed. "Xiaoxiao, did you bring your phone?"

"I brought it."

"Can I make a phone call?"

Students of this generation generally don't have cell phones, and even if they do, they usually don't bring them with them, in case school leaders conduct a spot check and they get confiscated.

However, Mo Xiaoxiao doesn't need to worry. Mainly, she is practically her sister's parent, and for safety and convenience, Ye Wen has given her special permission to bring her phone to school, as long as she can't take it out during class.

As for when get out of class ends... just don't let the head of student affairs or the rigid vice principal see you.

Mo Xueyao took the phone and quickly dialed the number: "Hello? Dad, Dad?"

"Hey, hey, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Dad, would it be convenient for you to send a few people over in a van?"

"What's wrong?"

"A fight has broken out! Hurry up!"

"What?" The father didn't have time to ask any more questions, raising his voice a few decibels, "Where? Can I come to your school gate?"

"Okay, okay, come to the school gate!"

"Okay, I'll be right there." The phone call hadn't even ended when his father's voice was already fading into the distance, "Old Chen, grab your gear and come with me!"

"Honestly, you don't even hang up when you make a call? Do you think phone calls are free?" The mother's voice was closer, and then the call was disconnected.

"Phew, my dad said he'll be here soon." Mo Xueyao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhou Yong. "Do you know the exact location?"

"knew."

"Then let's hurry to the school gate and wait there. It's only a short distance, my dad can drive there in no time."

"He can't manage alone, can he?"

"Let's go first and talk about it later!" Mo Xueyao snapped at Zhou Yong, annoyed. "Why are you always so indecisive? It's so annoying!"

"what……"

"Oh dear, that's just how Yaoyao is, don't take it to heart, cough!" Hua Yinyin comforted her, then coughed repeatedly.

It looks like I'm really going to catch a cold because of what happened yesterday.

"Uh, I know, I know..." Zhou Yong scratched his head and gave a somewhat forced smile.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, he was already used to it, and he really shouldn't have dragged his feet like that.

Mo Xueyao was only trying to help; otherwise, since it was none of her business and she was a girl, wouldn't it have been better to just mind her own business?

A group of girls and Zhou Yong, a boy, ran to the school gate, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"Mo... Mo Xueyao..."

"what?"

"You...you...uh...you're bleeding..." Zhou Yong said in a panic, pointing to the blood flowing down her thigh and onto her over-the-knee socks.

"……Well……?"

"It leaked, didn't it?" Hua Yinyin was still in the mood to joke.

"That shouldn't be the case; I only ran for a bit."

"Maybe Xiaoyao ran too hard. Look at her running speed just now, she could get an excellent result in the 100-meter sprint among boys."

"I don't have time to worry about that now!" Mo Xueyao steeled her resolve and anxiously tiptoed to look into the distance.

"Don't be in such a hurry," Li Wanyan said softly from the side.

"I know, I know, but we're still classmates...!"

"Screech—!" A few minutes later, the father's van suddenly stopped in front of the school.

"What happened? Were you hit or hit by a car? Why are you bleeding?" the father shouted, rolling down the car window.

"It wasn't me, it was my classmate. They're having a group fight. Go and stop them...!"

"Zhou Yong goes up, Yao Yao shouldn't go over there."

"Ah? Why?"

"Do you want to bleed all over the car?" Li Wanyan asked calmly.

"what……"

"I brought you some change of clothes," she said, already prepared, and took Mo Xueyao's small hand as they walked into the school.

"Huh? Wanyan... what's wrong... Zhou Yong, it's your turn!"

"it is good!"

"Me too! Me too!" Hua Yinyin looked eager to join in the fun.

Not much time was wasted. The two opened the car door and got in, only to find two middle-aged men already inside, each holding a crowbar perfectly suited for a fight.

One is Chen Cheng's father, Old Chen.

The other is Lu Chengyuan's father, who is also the owner of the fruit shop next door, Old Lu.

"Old Mo, what's going on?"

"I'm not too sure either, why don't you ask this boy?" Mo Wenli quickly turned the car around and drove in the direction Zhou Yong pointed out.

"Ah, what? Cross the road straight ahead!" Zhou Yong felt he didn't have time to answer. "Yes, someone from our school is fighting with people from that vocational school next door!"

"Fighting those people? That could easily result in deaths!"

"It's because those people always bully the students in our school, and then the boys in our school got angry and arranged to have a group fight with them."

"What's the point of fighting? The loser will definitely come back to get revenge next time." Old Chen's brows were furrowed.

"Uh... well, that's how it is..."

“Young people…” Old Lu sighed.

"What about Xiaoyao's blood?" Mo Wenli asked again.

"Turn right ahead into the alley!" Zhou Yong tensed up.

Hua Yinyin replied casually, "It's menstrual blood. She ran too fast when she went downstairs..."

Before I could say anything more, I saw a group of boys fighting on the temporarily deserted construction site.

Since it seemed impossible to defeat the students from Yukong High School with ordinary weapons, those with knives prepared to make their move.

"Damn it, a bunch of little brats!" Before the car even stopped, Old Chen pushed open the door, jumped out with great momentum, and kicked the guy who was about to slash Chen Cheng with a knife several meters away. "Want to fight, huh? You like to fight? Huh?"

"Dad? What are you doing here?" Chen Cheng asked in surprise.

"You little brat, you've learned how to fight in groups now? You come here to fight all by yourself! Do you think you're so righteous?"

"..." Chen Cheng bit his lip, looking as if he was about to fight his father.

"Damn it, he's exactly like me back then. Next time you're going to fight, at least call your dad, okay?"

"what……?"

"Damn it, Old Chen! I sent you here to break up the fight, not to get involved!"

"Damn it! These little brats won't know what's tough until they've been beaten up! They dare to bully people from my son's school, do you think they'll be okay if we don't beat them up!"

"They have knives!"

"So what if you have a knife! We've fought before, haven't we!"

Although the two grown men were yelling, the brats didn't stop, and one of them even nearly smashed a brick into the van's window.

"Damn it, you dare to smash my car?" This infuriated him even more than if someone had hit him directly. "Damn it, it's been a long time since I've had a fight, let's do it!"

Hua Yinyin stared wide-eyed, her face filled with excitement, as if she were watching a TV drama with great enjoyment.

This guy seems to be all about stirring up trouble...

"I'm telling you guys..." Old Lu was the most helpless. He was only a little familiar with Mo Wenli. "Can you not be impulsive? Shouldn't you call the police at this point?"

"Calling the police is useless! By the time they get here, it'll be too late!" Old Chen spat on the ground and handed a crowbar to Chen Cheng. "Son, give them a good spanking. That's how a father teaches his son a lesson!"

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Chapter 45 A True Socialite

On Thursday afternoon, thanks to Grandma Jin's help, taking over the shop required almost no paperwork. Mo Wenli called Old Chen over, and the two discussed the renovation in the noodle shop.