"Alright, just give us ten thousand yuan, and we'll settle this privately!"
Mrs. Zhao was calculating. This time, her child was beaten, and they had every right. Somehow, they had to demand compensation from these people!
Merging two incidents into one, well, then ten thousand it is. If she got this money, there'd be no worry about her son's university tuition after he got in this year, and their family would have a bit of surplus...
Zhao Mingzhe glanced at his mother, although there was some wounded pride in his eyes, he didn't object. Instead, he said, "If I don't do well in the exam this time, it's Qin Zhengrong's fault. Can he take responsibility for my entire life!"
"Zhao Mingzhe, don't go too far! How did I ruin your life!"
"You... last time you hit me, it always affects my mood for exams!"
