Chapter 1567: You Hate Me, But I Don’t Care

"She’s my mom! My real mom!" Tuanzi rushed in, his little face flushed red with excitement as he shouted.

The homeroom teacher was dumbfounded. Biological mother?

This was way too bizarre and fantastical, wasn’t it?

Su Li turned her head and saw Tuanzi charging in. He’d grown quite a bit compared to the last time she saw him, the baby fat was gone, and his features looked more and more like Feng Huaijin’s.

Su Li’s eyes turned a bit red in an instant. This kid was way too opinionated; the moment he realized she was pregnant with a baby sister, he understood everything and just left on his own.

Su Li looked at him, both angry and amused.

The homeroom teacher exclaimed, "How is this possible? Weren’t your parents already dead?!"

How did she even face-scan her way in? She couldn’t be a ghost, right?

Su Li let out a cold snort, fixing the homeroom teacher with her gaze. "Teacher, if you keep turning a blind eye to bullying incidents from now on, you might want to consider changing professions."

The homeroom teacher shrank her neck, her face turning a bit pale.

Su Li didn’t want to keep tangling with this homeroom teacher. She immediately grabbed Tuanzi’s warm little hand. "We’re leaving, school’s over."

Tuanzi’s brows and eyes arched in a bright grin as he curiously looked at Su Li’s belly.

Her belly was already flat again.

"Mom, did you already have the baby sister?"

Su Li nodded. "Yep, she’s already a month old."

The homeroom teacher grew more and more horrified the more she listened. She’d even given birth? Could this have been a fake death?

The homeroom teacher shook her head hard, then immediately blocked Su Li and Tuanzi at the door. "Wait, you two wait before you go."

Su Li held Tuanzi’s soft little hand, her eyes suspiciously locked on the homeroom teacher. "The parent–teacher meeting is already over, so why won’t you let us leave? What are you trying to do?"

The homeroom teacher didn’t answer; she just wouldn’t let Su Li go.

Su Li could feel a slow burn of anger rising in her chest, when suddenly she heard the measured sound of leather shoes stepping on tiles coming from outside the classroom.

The footsteps got closer and closer...

Su Li’s heart tightened involuntarily.

The sound came to an abrupt stop at the classroom door; she seemed to feel another person’s presence appear behind her.

Su Li whipped around, suddenly, and saw a face she knew all too well.

"Mo... Mo Si Huang..." Su Li’s voice trembled.

Almost as a reflex, Su Li grabbed Tuanzi, yanking him behind her to shield him, her eyes full of wariness as she stared at the man.

The homeroom teacher exhaled in huge relief and hurriedly said, "Mr. Feng, this lady claims to be Feng Wei’s mother and insists on taking the student away. But we all know that Seventh Master Feng and that Miss Su have already been cremated and passed away..."

"Enough, I know. You can leave now," the man spoke lightly, cutting the homeroom teacher off.

The homeroom teacher was relieved as if a burden had been lifted and ran off at once.

Mo Si Huang stared deeply at Su Li, his lips pressing together slightly.

Su Li clutched Tuanzi tightly, nervously watching Mo Si Huang.

Wasn’t it said that the guardian wasn’t coming to the parent–teacher meeting today? How did she suddenly run into him?

Who knew Tuanzi would stubbornly squeeze out from behind Su Li, physically blocking her, the docile kid from just now suddenly turning fierce.

"Guardian Uncle, don’t you dare bully my mom. I hate you."

Mo Si Huang cast Tuanzi a sidelong glance. "You hate me, I don’t care."

Su Li’s anger flared in her chest. So Feng Mo really was Mo Si Huang!

This bastard was bullying her son!

Su Li let out a cold laugh. "Senior Brother doesn’t mind my son hating you; then if I hate you, do you care? I’m guessing you don’t either, right? Feng Mo."