Chapter 52

Huang Yanyan's POV:

I was still gingerly probing the swelling around my left eye socket when the office door burst open with a resonant bang. Everyone except the impassive Wu Haoyu flinched at the raucous intrusion.

A woman around thirty-something swept in like a human tornado, all bared teeth and sputtering rage. Even with one eye almost swollen shut, I could make out her exquisitely tailored pantsuit and sleek updo marking her as someone of considerable status herself. This must be the infamous Zhao family matriarch herself - clearly cut from the same unhinged cloth as her pathetic son.

"Yi Ling, please...!" Principal Li started placatingly, rising from behind his desk with palms extended in a calming gesture. His moueish facade had crumbled somewhat, but the woman - Yi Ling - was beyond all reason.