Chapter 3152 Are You Sowing Discord?

Father Lu was stunned for a moment: "Okay...goodbye."

Yue Tingfeng put on her schoolbag and was about to leave, but was stopped by the Chinese teacher: "Yue Tingfeng, wait a minute."

Yue Tingfeng's face turned ugly: "Teacher, I'm really in a hurry. If you don't have anything important to do, I'll leave first."

The Chinese teacher asked: "Do you dare to promise everyone that it was not you who drove Xiuche?"

He finally called Father Lu to school, but of course he couldn't let this matter go by so easily.

He hoped to catch the person who beat Lu Xiuche so that he could sell his favor in front of Lu's father.

Yue Tingfeng was very irritated: "Teacher, what do you mean? Even if there is something between me and Lu Xiuche, it has nothing to do with you, right? Don't you think you are a bit nosy?"

Lu Xiuche stood up: "Yes, teacher, are you saying that I am lying? Or do you want me and my buddy to turn against each other? What are you going to do?"

"But you..."

"We have nothing to do with each other before, so please stop sowing discord." Lu Xiuche turned to Yue Tingfeng and said, "Tingfeng, you go your own way, leave this place to me."

Yue Tingfeng nodded: "Okay, I'll leave first. See you in the afternoon."

Lu Xiuche waved: "See you in the afternoon."

Yue Tingfeng walked out of the classroom quickly, he wanted to find Qingsi.

To outsiders, there was nothing wrong between the two of them, and their relationship was quite good.

Although Lu Xiuche didn't like Yue Tingfeng beating him, he didn't want others to point fingers at him.

He glanced at the students around him: "Okay, okay, school is over. Why don't you leave? What's there to see?"

The students who had been sitting still started to get up and leave.

The Chinese teacher walked up to Father Lu and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Mr. Lu, I...I..."

Lu Xiuche crossed his arms and walked to the Chinese teacher: "Teacher, I think there is something wrong with you. I have already told you that my eyes were broken by myself, not by others. Why did you conclude that I was hit by someone else?" When someone is beaten, do you know better than me?"

The Chinese teacher didn't know what to say: "I...I, I really looked at your eyes as if you were hit by someone. I thought you were threatened, so..."

"Okay, okay, you're a Chinese teacher, why do you care so much?"

Lu Xiuche asked his father: "Let's go. Dad is home. I'm hungry."

Father Lu nodded, ignored the Chinese teacher, and left with Lu Xiuche.

After getting in the car, Father Lu asked, "Son, are you and that Yue Tingfeng really good buddies?"

He was a businessman, a veteran who was wallowing in the shopping mall. His son's eyes were clearly beaten, but if he didn't admit it, he was helping others hide it.

But who can ask his son to help him hide it? Unless it's him and he doesn't want to say it, or that person has a good relationship with him.

That's why he wanted to ask if Yue Tingfeng and his son were true friends.

Lu Xiuche raised his eyebrows: "Of course...he wants to come to our house to play this weekend. Who do you think I have invited to my house over the years?"

Father Lu nodded, that's right, because his son liked that kid very much and wanted to be friends with him, so he didn't say anything when he was beaten.

Now Father Lu was even more curious.

What kind of ability does that kid have to let his son hide it for him like this?

Lu's father suddenly asked: "So... your left eye was also hit by that kid yesterday?"

Lu Xiuche replied subconsciously: "Well..."