If she leaves, the school will lose a cash cow.
"Jun Yurui's mom — it's just three words, is it so hard to say?" The teacher stomped her foot in frustration.
"You just said it's only three words, why doesn't she say them first?" Ye Ranran retorted defiantly.
"Alright, alright, alright, if you won't apologize, get out." The teacher finally snapped.
"For that remark, you need to apologize to me." Ye Ranran was truly angry: "As a teacher, failing to distinguish right from wrong, speaking out without knowing the causes, how can you set an example? I'm afraid you'll corrupt my child if I leave him to you."
"Quick with words, your child is beyond my teaching capabilities, you should teach them yourself."
"I'm giving you a chance—take back what you said, while you still can." Ye Ranran reminded her.
She was genuinely kind; if they were willing to take a step back, so was she. It wasn't a deep-seated hatred, how could it not be resolved?
