Chapter 52: Mengmeng’s Dad Is the Best in the World!

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Mengmeng’s Dad Is the Best in the World!

There was a trace of coldness in Jiang Fan’s voice.

The moment he walked in, he heard what that man was saying. He could only imagine how wronged and terrified Mengmeng must have been.

"Oh? So you’re this little bitch’s father?"

"Perfect timing. Look what she did to my son."

"He’s black and blue, and she even knocked out one of his front teeth."

"What if his face is ruined forever? Can you afford to pay for that?"

"That girl is just vicious. She even dislocated my son’s arm."

"Such an ill-mannered brat, daring to make my son kneel in front of her."

"I bet her family has no class. That’s the only way you get a kid like this."

"They’re letting just anyone into this school these days."

Besides the balding, slightly overweight man, two other thin, tall men beside him also chimed in.

Jiang Fan ignored them, walking over to Mengmeng and pulling her into his arms.

"How are you, kiddo? You didn’t get hurt, did you?"

"No, Mengmeng is super strong."

As she collapsed into her father’s arms, the familiar scent made Mengmeng’s tears start to fall.

No matter how strong or reasonable she had tried to be, she was still just a child.

"Mengmeng, are you hurt?"

Yin Ruxue crouched down, rubbing Mengmeng’s little head as she looked her over from head to toe.

"No, Mom."

"They bullied me first, so I hit them."

"Mengmeng is a good girl."

"Mommy isn’t blaming you. I just want to make sure you’re not hurt."

The scolding words Yin Ruxue had intended to say caught in her throat. She had indeed wanted to chastise Mengmeng, but seeing her daughter looking so pitiful...

...all her anger vanished.

"Hey, are you two listening to me?"

"How do you plan on handling this? ’You didn’t get hurt, did you?’ ’Are you hurt?’ My son is the one who got hurt here, okay!"

"Wang Zihao’s father, please calm down."

"Now that both sets of parents are here, we can discuss how to resolve this."

"There’s no need to be so agitated. Besides, the school nurse has already examined the children. There are no major issues, just some scrapes and bruises."

Principal Huang quickly stepped between them.

Wang Zihao’s father had even rolled up his sleeves and was walking toward Jiang Fan.

"A child’s misbehavior is the father’s fault. Are you deaf or blind?"

Jiang Fan stood up, holding Mengmeng.

"Didn’t you hear my daughter say your kids bullied her first?"

"What, is the world so tyrannical now? Only you are allowed to bully others, and no one is allowed to fight back?"

Jiang Fan’s voice was exceptionally cold.

He casually handed Mengmeng over to Yin Ruxue.

"Be a good girl, Mengmeng. Go stand with Mommy for a minute. Daddy has to handle something."

"Don’t you stand there and twist things. My kid got hit, didn’t he? Just because she claims they bullied her first, we’re supposed to believe it?"

"She has a mouth, she can say whatever she wants. I could say you’re my son—would that make it true?"

"What a piece of work. The little one has no manners, and the big one is just as bad. You don’t have a mom or dad, do you?"

"Oh, and your upbringing is so much better? It produced an arrogant, shameless brute like you?"

"You can’t even understand plain language. I seriously suspect you weren’t born to your parents, but crawled out of some animal’s den."

"And the rest of you—you say your kids were beaten by my girl. Do you think she would hit them for no reason?"

"You know damn well what your own kids are like—probably better than anyone!"

"Besides, this is the modern age. Don’t tell me the school doesn’t have security cameras. Don’t the classrooms have cameras?"

"So why are you all standing here screaming your heads off?"

Jiang Fan’s voice grew colder with each word. He took a step forward, and the sheer pressure he exuded made Wang Zihao’s father instinctively stumble back a few steps.

Even the other parents averted their eyes when they looked at Jiang Fan.

"Principal Huang, sorry to trouble you. Does the school have security cameras?"

Jiang Fan reined in his emotions and turned to ask the principal.

He never had a good attitude toward people who refused to take the easy way out when offered.

But Principal Huang had been trying to protect Mengmeng, so Jiang Fan naturally felt grateful toward him.

"Mengmeng’s father, we do have cameras, and they recorded everything clearly. However, what Wang Zihao and the other children did could be considered a prank at worst."

"But Mengmeng did hit them, that’s a fact. And she didn’t hold back."

Principal Huang trailed off, but Jiang Fan immediately understood what he meant.

’The families who could afford to send their children to this elite school weren’t lacking in money. They were probably the type who were used to getting their way and were obsessed with saving face.’

Having grasped this point, Jiang Fan was about to speak when he felt a tug on his sleeve.

He turned to see it was Mengmeng.

Yin Ruxue watched the scene unfold with a blank expression.

Only when her gaze fell on Mengmeng did a flicker of heartache show in her eyes.

’In truth, she didn’t care what Jiang Fan did. He was doing exactly what she wanted to do, but her own status prevented her from being the one to say such things.’

’For the first time, she found that Jiang Fan wasn’t so bad after all. Maybe he had some redeeming qualities.’

"Daddy, did I do something wrong? Should I apologize to them?"

Mengmeng asked in a small voice.

But Jiang Fan shook his head, his voice exceptionally clear. "Mengmeng, let Daddy tell you something. Wrong is wrong, and right is right. You didn’t do anything wrong here. You did the right thing."

"If someone bullies you, you bully them right back, even harder."

"If no one provokes me, I will provoke no one. But if someone provokes me, I will surely strike back!"

"Mm, Daddy’s the best!"

Mengmeng had been scared and feeling a little guilty, even after Jiang Fan and Yin Ruxue had arrived.

She had always been a well-behaved, passive child, with a somewhat withdrawn personality.

She never imagined she was capable of hitting someone.

Hearing Jiang Fan’s words, Wang Zihao’s father choked with rage.

"Who the fuck are you talking to? Believe it or not, I’ll make sure you’re carried out of here feet first!"

"Come on, do it! If you don’t hit me, you’re my son!"

Jiang Fan shoved his face right up to the man’s.