Eighth-grade second classâs Teacher Ke was a forty-year-old female teacher. Although the way she dressed was strict, it was all just to display a teacherly appearance.
However, she had a son studying in a university in the capital who liked to spend money like water.
She, who had always spoiled her son, had sent all the money she had on her to her son, leaving her and her husband with a meager sum to live with and spend on the daily necessities.
Nobody had ever suspected her of receiving red envelopes in private, and not even Ye Jian in her previous life did.
Only during the period for mid-year assessments did she fully witness Sun Dongqing handing a red envelope to Teacher Ke who was doing house visits.
As time passed, Ye Jian gradually understood why Ye Ying back then was so rampant.
It turned out that she had Teacher Ke supporting her from behind!
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Every movement the little girl made and her eyes that were looking straight at him, on their own had a charm with a sense of trustworthiness and faithfulness.
Teacher Keâs expression gradually turned dark, and she pouted to make her stand again, âPrincipal, no student would take the initiative to admit his or her mistake after making a mistake. Ye Jianâ¦â
âTeacher Ke, even death row inmates are given an opportunity to speak before their sentence. This is your student and also a student of our school. Deputy Mayor, Iâm sure even you do not wish for any misunderstandings in this matter.â
The serious-looking Principal Chen interrupted Teacher Keâs words and switched his gaze onto Ye Zifan before speaking solemnly, âStudents make mistakes, and the school will definitely ensure that theyâre punished accordingly. However, we must definitely never wrong a student baselessly, especially for such a matter.â
âThank you, sir, for giving me a chance to speak,â Ye Jian spoke timely and with manners. The corner of her eyes caught Ye Zifan discreetly pulling Sun Dongqing who had wanted to stand to speak. Her heart sneered slightly, but the words that came out from her mouth were clear and slow. âFirstly, I will definitely never admit to seducing the math teacher.â
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âAs for when the math teacher received the confession, Teacher Ke, I handed in my paper together with Zhang Bin at two forty-five in the afternoon; walked down the school stairs at two fifty; headed to the field to find Ye Ying at two fifty-five; and fainted at some time around two fifty-eight.â
âHowever, the math teacher left the school with Zhang Bin at around three oâclock. Just from the time, Teacher Ke, there is no way for me to go and find the math teacher.â
Time, place, and witness⦠everything was listed clearly, making Principal Chen nod with approval. âNot too bad. Just from telling by the time, thereâs truly no chance for you to do so. But student Ye Jian, what if it were before? What if it were done way before?â