"This one was raised but not taught by his mother. I don't think you're talking about Xiao Ang."
The office door, which had been half-shut, was pushed open, and Su Xiaomeng walked straight in.
The violin teacher was stunned when she saw Su Xiaomeng as well. "Madam, you…"
If she said again that she was Xiao Ang's friend, this violin teacher really would feel that Su Xiaomeng was treating people like monkeys for fun.
"Teacher, I'm the mother of Yin Huaiyu, student of piano teacher Mr. Ke. Huaiyu and Xiao Ang know each other. At first I didn't plan on meddling in other people's business, but as I was passing by outside I accidentally heard someone in here bullying a five-year-old child just because their perfect little family of three happens to be present… I really couldn't stomach it, so I came in. Before Xiao Ang's Dad gets here, I think I'm at least capable of standing up for this child."
