Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 68: A series of twists and turns, repeatedly slapping one's face in the face.

Principal's Office.

Wen Aixiu stood next to Ning Yao with a poker face, looking like a little man.

Meanwhile, the chubby boy, terrified by Ning Yao, buried his face in his mother's arms and wailed loudly, the sobs growing louder and louder until the principal felt his head was twice the size of his own, and he frequently raised his hand to press his temples.

Little Fatty's mother was a wealthy socialite whose flamboyant attire, complete with designer necklaces and earrings, practically screamed "I'm rich!" When she saw her son being bullied to the point of wetting his pants, she was furious and started yelling at Ning Yao.

"Can't you have any manners at all? Can't you talk things out reasonably? I just called your brother a little bastard, and you hit my son?"

“First of all, I am Wen Aixiu’s mother, not his sister.”

"Secondly, I didn't hit your son, I hit your bodyguard. And your son keeps calling my son a bastard. Is this what you call being well-mannered?" Ning Yao retorted, frowning. She thought this woman was out of her mind.

What do you mean by "it's just a few insults about a little bastard"? You're being hurtful with your words and yet you act all self-righteous, as if your son has been wronged?

Little Fatty's mother looked Ning Yao up and down. Before she got pregnant, Ning Yao's figure was quite good, but since giving birth, her figure has deteriorated day by day. She had spent a lot of money on beauty and body shaping, and only managed to get her figure to what it is now.

Ke Ningyao was wearing a cropped three-quarter sleeve T-shirt that revealed her waist. Her skin was firm and smooth, with no stretch marks visible. Her light-colored skinny jeans perfectly showcased her long and slender legs. She didn't look like a mother at all.

She felt extremely resentful. Although Ning Yao's appearance was average, most men looked at a woman's figure, which was more important than her face. It was hard for Ning Yao's figure not to attract men's attention. When she first entered the room, she even caught the principal sneaking glances at Ning Yao a few times.

"Your son? You think he's your son just because you say so? I've never heard of Wen Aixiu having a mother like you. Isn't his stepmother Miss Lian? Look at you dressed like that, all slutty and vixen-like. You wouldn't happen to be the Wen family's nanny, would you? Don't think that just because you slept with the master of the house, you've become the young mistress. A nanny isn't worthy to speak to me!"

"Principal, please say something. How should this matter be handled?" Ning Yao was too lazy to argue with Xiao Pang's mother, so she turned her gaze to the principal. After all, this had happened outside the school gate, and both sets of parents were waiting for his reply to clarify their positions.

The principal sighed, rubbing his forehead. He didn't dare get involved in the farce between the two families at all.

He can't afford to offend either side, and he'll end up badly no matter which one he sides sides with. The best approach is to play it safe and not get involved.

"This isn't the first time Wen Aixiu has had a conflict with a child. The eldest daughter of the Lian family came before. As Wen Aixiu's stepmother, she said she would take Wen Aixiu back and discipline her properly. It seems that discipline is useless. And look, this happened again today."

As the principal spoke, he glanced at Wen Aixiu, whose face remained impassive, and looked somewhat helpless.

"How about we follow the usual procedure? You can have Wen Aixiu bow his head and apologize, then take him back and give him a proper talking-to so he won't cause trouble again and will attend class obediently. That way, we can let this matter drop."

Seeing the principal's seemingly conciliatory attitude, and the other parent's unreasonable and domineering nature, Ning Yao felt a lump in her throat, caught between a rock and a hard place.

So this wasn't the first time. Previously, even Jiao Rui had come to help the other parents bully Wen Aixiu?

What a cunning Lian Jiaorui! How dare she?!

The principal wasn't a good person either; he made her son apologize without even asking what happened.

Why should I apologize to them? What did Wen Aixiu do wrong?

If Ning Yao hadn't brought her son to school today and witnessed all of this, she wouldn't know how badly Wen Aixiu would have been bullied!

What kind of lousy school did Wen Tingye find for Wen Aixiu?

Ning Yao was overwhelmed with emotions, her fists clenched tightly. She felt sorry for her son, but also hated herself for not discovering it sooner, which had caused Wen Aixiu to suffer so much injustice for no reason.

Just as she was about to say something, two men suddenly walked in through the door.

The man walking in front was very tall, and his whole body exuded a sharp aura, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

As soon as Wen Tingye entered the room, he noticed a pair of beautiful fox-like eyes glaring fiercely at him, as if they were looking at a heinous criminal.

After receiving a call from his family driver, Wen Tingye dropped everything and rushed to the school.

He didn't know the details of what happened; he only heard that Miss Ning Yao had beaten up the other children's bodyguards.

Wen Tingye looked Ning Yao up and down, and only relaxed his tense expression slightly after confirming that she was unharmed. Then he looked at his son, Wen Aixiu, who was standing next to Ning Yao and looked quite well-behaved.

“I am Wen Aixiu’s father,” Wen Tingye said to the principal.

To ensure that the children can focus on their studies and avoid the unhealthy trend of comparison, this prestigious school in the capital keeps all students' family background information confidential, even from the principal.

As is widely known, Wen Tingye specially established a girls' school in the capital city for his daughter.

If he could go to such lengths for his daughter, his son would be even more so. No one would have imagined that Wen Tingye would send his son to a prestigious school, assuming that he had also established a school for his son there.

Little Fatty's mother was utterly amazed by Wen Tingye's appearance, secretly marveling at how much he resembled the president of the Wen Group on television, and even a few points more handsome.

The principal impatiently recounted the incident briefly, then repeated the same words, telling Wen Aixiu to apologize to the chubby boy and write a self-criticism, and that would be the end of it.

Upon hearing this, Wen Tingye's face suddenly turned icy cold. He was already tall and slender, and this change in expression, even without him saying anything, was enough to make people feel intimidated by his sharp aura.

Ning Yao glanced at Wen Tingye and saw a mocking smile on his lips, his eyes filled with coldness.

Half a minute later, Wen Tingye, without saying a word, led Ning Yao and Wen Aixiu to leave the principal's office.

The principal was instantly displeased. How could this person have no manners at all? Without saying a word, he turned around and left with his wife and children. Did he not respect him as the principal at all?

Enraged, the principal slammed his fist on the desk and stood up, shouting, "Stop right there! No one is allowed to leave until this matter is resolved and I give them permission!"

Wen Tingye paused slightly, narrowed his eyes, and the murderous aura emanating from him made the assistant closest to him shiver.

He turned back to look at the fearless principal with pity. Was this man crazy to dare speak to President Wen like that?

Worried that Wen Tingye would leave with his men, the principal quickly walked up to Wen Tingye. He was naturally shorter than Wen Tingye, so his outstretched arm blocking the doorway looked somewhat comical.

"You hit my son and think you can just leave without even an apology? No way!" Little Fatty's mother also realized what was happening and stood up to speak up for the principal.

The assistant then cast a sympathetic glance at the chubby boy's mother, secretly sighing in dismay.

It was already very kind of Premier Wen not to shut down the school or bankrupt Little Fatty's father's company on the spot. How dare they still stop people like this? Have they lost their minds?

Wen Tingye's cold gaze swept over the principal and Little Fatty's mother, and he said in a deep voice, "How do you intend to resolve this?"