The homeroom teacher's gaze involuntarily fell on the mother, her eyes filled with a mixture of awe and envy. She seemed about to say something, but the mother's unapproachable aura silenced her.
"Ms. Zheng, what's wrong with his grades?"
Mom spoke, her tone still cold, carrying a hint of haughty detachment.
The homeroom teacher finally snapped out of her daze, quickly picking up the report card from the table, adjusting her glasses, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Xiaowei's mother, Xiaowei's grades this time are indeed...not ideal. His math and English have both declined significantly, especially math, which only got 82 points. As his homeroom teacher, I think his attitude towards studying might have become a bit lax lately..."
Mom frowned slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and she turned to me: "Speak in front of Teacher Zheng, what's been going on lately?"
At that moment, I was drenched in sweat, completely at a loss for words. I fidgeted for a long time, unable to utter a single sentence.
My homeroom teacher, Ms. Zheng, seemed to sense my nervousness. She smiled and said to my mother, "Xiaowei's mom, don't be so strict with Xiaowei. I know his personality; he's a bit timid. The more you provoke him, the less he can think."
Ms. Zheng's words struck a chord with me. I knew very well that my timid and cowardly nature stemmed partly from my father's early death and the lack of paternal love, and partly from my mother's strict personality as a female CEO, which made me very nervous.
After hearing Teacher Zheng's words, Mom glanced at me again, then sighed, "Is that so...?"
"How about..." Teacher Zheng interjected, saying to Mom, "Let Xiaowei go out for a bit, and we can talk alone."
Mom straightened her clothes, her delicate hand habitually smoothing the wrinkles in her trousers, her high heels wobbling slightly, and nodded, saying, "Alright."
Hearing this, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned around, "Then I'll go out and wait."
I turned and walked out of the office, gently closing the door behind me.
…
However, when I came out of the office into the corridor, I saw Wang Xiong and his three henchmen standing not far away. They had clearly followed me intentionally, and were now leaning against the wall, their eyes darting around, seemingly waiting for someone.
Seeing me come out, Wang Xiong's eyes lit up, and he strode over. His three henchmen followed closely behind, their faces bearing meaningful smiles.
"Xiaowei!" Wang Xiong patted my shoulder, his tone warm. "Your mom's talking inside, huh? Wow, I never expected you to have such a beautiful mother."
I frowned, a little uneasy. "What are you doing here?"
Wang Xiong smiled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Don't be nervous, we're just looking around. To be honest, Xiaowei, your mom is absolutely stunning. That figure, that aura, those beautiful legs... wow, she's practically otherworldly. Even a celestial being couldn't be more beautiful."
His words made me uncomfortable, but I didn't know how to retort, so I just lowered my head and remained silent.
Seeing my silence, Wang Xiong leaned closer and lowered his voice, saying, "Xiao Wei, what does your mom do for a living? Judging by her aura, she must be a big boss, right? Also, is she wearing stockings or pantyhose under her trousers? If it's pantyhose, then it's like she's wearing stockings under her pants—so subtly sexy, tsk tsk, it's unbearable..."
His words became increasingly offensive, and my face flushed red. I couldn't help but say, "Wang Xiong, don't talk nonsense!"
Wang Xiong, however, didn't seem to care. Instead, he laughed even more smugly, "Oh, getting impatient? Don't be so petty. I was just asking casually. Besides, your mom is so beautiful, don't you feel proud?"
His henchmen behind him chimed in, "That's right, Xiao Wei, your mom has such an aura, she's the most beautiful woman we've ever seen!"
"You guys..." I was so angry I couldn't speak, my fists clenched tightly.
"What do you mean, 'we'? Xiao Wei, you get all excited over a little kindness, huh?" Wang Xiong suddenly changed his tone, abandoning his usual friendly manner. "You can't handle a few words about your mother? Don't forget, you still owe me money."
I lowered my head, not daring to look at him, but still whispered, "Wh-what money do you owe me? It's clearly you..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Xiong growled, his hand on my shoulder tightening slightly. "I originally said it would be fine if you paid, but now I have a new idea. You don't have to pay. How about this, you have your mother..."
Before Wang Xiong could finish speaking, the office door suddenly opened.
My mother walked out, holding my report card, her expression still icy. Her gaze swept over us in the corridor, instantly silencing Wang Xiong and his three henchmen.
The crisp "clack-clack" of Mom's high heels echoed in the empty corridor, each step exuding elegance and authority. The sound of her patent leather heels striking the floor seemed to announce the arrival of this unapproachable queen.
Seemingly having overheard our conversation, she approached us. Her gaze fell coldly on Wang Xiong, her eyes carrying a hint of disdain and warning.
However, before Mom could speak, Wang Xiong spoke first: "Hello, Auntie, what a coincidence, we meet again!"
His voice carried a frivolous tone, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
Mom's frosty gaze swept over Wang Xiong and his group again. She slightly raised her chin, radiating a chilling aura. Before her, Wang Xiong's arrogant demeanor instantly appeared comical and ridiculous.
"What is it?" Mom's voice was cold, tinged with impatience.
With just a single glance, Wang Xiong seemed to have already lost. He tried to appear calm, but his voice was already trembling: "Auntie, actually, Xiaowei and I are good friends. We often play games together, but recently he owes us some money..."
"Owes money?" Mom interrupted him, turning to look at me, her eyes sharp as knives. "Xiaowei, what happened?"
I lowered my head, my palms sweating. "Mom, I..."
"Speak!" Mom's voice suddenly rose.
"They...they make me pay them money every month...saying it's protection money..." My voice trailed off.
"Protection money?"
Mom's eyes flashed with cold light. She took a step forward towards Wang Xiong, her high heels slamming heavily on the ground.
"Clatter!"
The crisp sound made Wang Xiong and his henchmen involuntarily back away.
At this moment, Mom's aura instantly became overwhelming: "You're collecting protection money at school?"
Wang Xiong, barely managing to muster his last bit of courage, said, "Auntie, you've misunderstood. This is just a game between us..."
"Slap!"
Mom raised her hand, and a crisp slap interrupted Wang Xiong's words.
Her action was swift and decisive; Wang Xiong was completely stunned, covering his face in disbelief.
Wang Xiong was short, and Mom moved closer to him, looking down at him condescendingly. Her black-stockinged insteps and ankles gleamed coldly under the corridor lights, and the high heels made her figure appear incredibly upright; the heels struck the ground with an authoritative echo.
Her gaze was like an icicle in the dead of winter. Her red lips parted slightly, releasing a chilling aura: "Wang Xiong, is it? So young and already so delinquent, yet you dare to collect protection money from my son? Your homeroom teacher, Ms. Zheng, is still here. Want me to call her over now? If I find out you've bullied my son again, I promise I'll teach you little brats a lesson."
Wang Xiong and his gang retreated hastily, their faces pale, cold sweat pouring down their backs.
Their previous arrogance vanished completely. Under my mother's powerful aura, they were like mice whose tails had been stepped on, lacking even the courage to refute.
"Let's go, Xiaowei," my mother said, turning to me, her voice still cold.
I quickly followed my mother.
She walked ahead in her high heels, every gesture exuding elegance and authority. Her wavy hair danced in the wind, and the perfect curves of her figure, outlined by her black suit, cast a proud silhouette under the corridor lights.
Only after we were far away did Wang Xiong come to his senses, muttering under his breath, "Just a repressed, slutty bitch, pretending to be all high and mighty... But women like that are the most interesting."
His three henchmen exchanged glances, none daring to speak.
"Are you even my underlings? All scared like this?" Wang Xiong glanced at them disdainfully. "Don't worry, I already have a plan. Watch how your Brother Xiong conquers this repressed, stocking-clad female CEO step by step..."