Secretary Lu was so shocked that he stood there stunned for a full minute.
His right hand stayed frozen in the position of grasping the doorknob, unable to move, while the business card of Nalan Ye Jue in his left hand almost fell to the floor!
The parents inside were even less calm.
The video evidence was too solid, the slap to their faces too painful, leaving no room for rebuttal.
Wanting Lan Qingxin to drop out was impossible; they should count their blessings if Lan Qingxin didn't force their kid to drop out.
But the problem was...
Everyone sneaked glances at Lan Qingxin's expression, which was cold and arrogant, not at all like someone who would easily forgive them.
Everyone looked at each other, then forced smiles, each expression more colorful than the next:
"Qingxin classmate, actually... it was all a misunderstanding!"
"It's our child who was being unruly, he lied, I'll beat him up when we get home!"
"Yes, yes, it was those bratty kids who fell on their own, it's nothing to do with you, sorry for bothering you."
"Exactly, Qingxin classmate clearly looks like an exceptionally upright, rule-abiding good student who couldn't possibly be involved in a fight, right?"
Except for Mrs. Yao who was still grim-faced and silent, the other parents all backtracked, seeking forgiveness.
Qin Xin's eyes lightly swept across the room.
Everyone's heartbeat followed her gaze, startled and alarmed, as if they were on a heart-stopping rollercoaster ride.
They couldn't figure out what this girl was thinking.
An old dean who had been invisible until now suddenly cleared his throat: "You all, just admitting fault without apologizing?"
The parents came to their senses, hurriedly showing their understanding and bowing to the slender yet intimidating girl in front of them:
"Sorry, Qingxin classmate!"
"Sorry!"
"Sorry!"
The spectacular line of apologies nearly made Secretary Lu and Xiangxiang, who were outside the door, drop their jaws!
After apologizing, a parent nervously took out their phone to show a payment QR code, politely inquiring, "Qingxin classmate, my brat accidentally hurt you, would 50,000 yuan nutrition fee be enough?"
Qin Xin glanced indifferently: "Leave."
She continuously refused several parents.
The parents grew even more nervous.
Not taking the money, was she about to force their brat to drop out?
Fortunately, the old dean waved his hand: "Qingxin classmate already told you to leave, do you still want to stay and get scolded?"
The parents finally breathed a sigh of relief, the cold sweat on their backs unknowingly soaking through their collars.
It was Mrs. Yao's turn.
She was full of suppressed anger, muttering three ambiguous words: "...Not sorry."
She was not convinced.
A mere video, and they were done with them?
But since everyone had chickened out, she couldn't make a scene alone. Anyway, even the dean had relented, no need for compensation or expulsion, so she reluctantly went through the motions to apologize to that ugly girl.
Qin Xin raised an indifferent eyebrow.
Just when everyone thought she would forgive Mrs. Yao and say "leave" again.
She calmly spoke: "Nutrition fee, 400,000 yuan."
Mrs. Yao blurted out: "Why!"
Others didn't have to pay, so why did she have to fork out 400,000 yuan?
Qin Xin wasn't in a hurry, slowly brushing aside her long hair at her forehead.
Her slender long fingers tapped the thick bandage on her forehead.
The crowd suddenly understood: "Hiss..."
The wound looked quite horrifying.
Moreover, head injuries are hard to heal, and who knows if the nerves were damaged, even though 400,000 yuan for treatment seemed expensive, it wasn't unreasonable.
Mrs. Yao was anxious: "But it can't be just me footing the bill, everyone shares it!"
It wasn't only her son Yao Dazhuang who fought.
Qin Xin replied confidently: "The others' snowballs didn't hit me. And their apologies were sincere."
All the parents nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes!"
In the eyes that held a bit of fear towards Qin Xin, there suddenly appeared a few traces of respect.
Mrs. Yao's face turned purple: "..."
Only Xiangxiang outside the door looked puzzled, that wasn't right, the heavy injury on the young lady's forehead was obviously from a previous car accident, not from a snowball…