Just a Hoodlum

Li Jiawei didn't feel much antagonism or alienation towards Jiang Fan. The young man was quite familiar and spontaneous. He had also heard his mother mention Jiang Fan several times, and they had agreed to go to this uncle's house for dinner today. The young man had forgotten what happened in the morning and was now laughing and joking with Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan couldn't smile.

With bruises under his eyes, a swollen cheek, and constantly sucking in cold air when speaking, his mouth should have been broken. These were just the injuries on his face; he hadn't even checked his body yet. Jiang Fan's face had already turned ugly. Li Jiawei lost his father when he was very young. To others, he was like any other child, eating and going to school, but they didn't know that a child without a father lacked a certain confidence and was missing a backer compared to other children. No matter how well his mother treated him, she couldn't compensate for the protection and courage that a father should give.

Children without a father had many worries. What if the other party's father came over and took action? What if they made things difficult for his mother?

There was no pillar in the family, no towering figure to shelter from the wind and rain.

Jiang Fan was very angry and also very distressed.

Following Tong Yao into the office, the other teachers in the office seemed to have a good impression of Li Jiawei, smiling and asking softly.

Jiang Fan pulled over a chair and sat opposite Tong Yao, speaking softly.

"Miss Tong, you should have just started teaching for not long, right?"

Tong Yao was slightly taken aback, then vigorously nodded with a cute expression and said seriously, "Three months."

Jiang Fan nodded slightly, pulled over a chair for Li Jiawei to sit down, and chuckled softly.

"I can see that. I just heard about Jiawei fighting with his classmates. I heard that some parents brought social people to the school to intimidate my nephew? Then it would be troublesome for Miss Tong to make a call and ask them to come back. How can they just bully a child and leave? My nephew is in the third year of junior high school and will take the entrance exam soon. If this leaves a psychological shadow and he fails the exam, should I blame your school for allowing social people to enter the campus or should I find someone to fight back? Right?"

The other teachers in the office put down their pens. They had already witnessed the scene in the morning. Li Jiawei's mother, dressed plainly, kept apologizing in the office, hoping that the other party would forgive Li Jiawei. They originally thought this matter was over, but unexpectedly, this man who claimed to be Li Jiawei's uncle didn't seem to want to let it go easily.

Tong Yao felt somewhat embarrassed. She had just started her internship and such an incident had already had a significant impact on her. If she called them back and had a big argument, she might be fired halfway through her internship.

"Mr. Jiang, this matter is already over. The parents of those students have also forgiven Jiawei. You see, if this matter continues, it will also affect the children at school."

"Over? My nephew was beaten up like this, and you tell me it's over? Miss Tong, I'm calmly discussing this matter with you now. If you can't handle it or don't want to handle it, then ask the director of education or the principal to come over, so that I don't have to find some young social people to come to the school gate tomorrow morning to take care of those children."

This was clearly a hoodlum!

All the teachers in the office thought so. Don't look at his gentle appearance; he wasn't soft at all when saying angry words. Jiang Fan stopped talking to Tong Yao and turned to ask Li Jiawei about the reason for the fight.

The reason was indeed because of a rivalry over a girl. Li Jiawei had a female classmate who was very close to him. They went to school, attended classes, ate meals, and were basically together after class. Over time, some classmates started to joke that they were in a romantic relationship. Li Jiawei didn't deny or admit it and continued to interact with the girl according to his own ideas.

Then he provoked a child named Li Bo in the class. He seemed to like this female classmate. Seeing her sticking close to Li Jiawei, he was extremely upset. He poured a large basin of water on the girl. It was still very hot at this time, and the summer school uniform was not thick. After the water was poured, the girl's underwear was clearly visible. Then this Li Bo used the excuse of helping to wipe her clothes to touch the girl inappropriately. Li Jiawei couldn't bear to watch and started fighting. Four children were fighting him, but he only gave Li Bo a punch that broke his mouth.

Jiang Fan sighed inwardly after hearing this. What energetic yet somewhat precocious kids they were! He recalled that when he was in junior high, he was still playing with glass marbles in the dirt pits.

After getting a rough understanding of the situation, Jiang Fan asked Li Jiawei if he was injured anywhere. Just then, a middle-aged woman walked into the office. She was tall, almost as tall as Tang Wan, dressed very fashionably, wearing glasses, and looked to be around forty-three or forty-four years old.

The teachers in the office saw this woman and got up to prepare for their classes. Tongyao also stood up and whispered, "Director," but Jiang Fan ignored him and lifted Li Jiawei's shirt to examine the injuries on his arms and back.

There were several bruises and swellings, and it seemed that someone had used a weapon; it didn't look like the injuries were caused by fists.

The director of education sat in Tongyao's seat and looked at Li Jiawei coldly, saying in a chilly voice, "Class time has started. You go back to class first."

Li Jiawei seemed very afraid of the director of education. He stood up and was about to leave, but Jiang Fan pressed his shoulder and sat him back down in the chair. Seeing this, the director frowned and said coldly, "Uncle of Li Jiawei? Since the other party is no longer pursuing Li Jiawei's responsibility, let's just drop this matter. There's no need to make it too big. There's only one semester left before the high school entrance exam. Transferring schools temporarily won't be good for anyone."

These words sounded very uncomfortable to Jiang Fan's ears. He turned around and asked with a frown, "Shouldn't you introduce yourself before speaking? Otherwise, I'll think you're the mother of those kids. It's not them pursuing Jiawei's matter; it's me who will pursue their responsibility. Also, my surname is Jiang. As a teacher, you should have some basic manners and qualities."

"Huh!" The director of education let out a cold laugh and continued, "Mr. Jiang still wants to pursue the other party's responsibility? Don't you know that the four students, Li Bo and the others, are already hospitalized? Li Jiawei's family is not well-off. If his mother didn't come to plead for mercy in the morning and the other party didn't pursue medical expenses, what else do you want?"

"Hospitalized? Whoever is hospitalized is the weaker one? It's not up to you to decide who's right or wrong. If you're biased, then let's call the police station to examine the injuries and determine responsibility. If it's really Jiawei who beat them up, I'll cover whatever medical expenses are needed."

After speaking, Jiang Fan threw his car key on the table. It wasn't intentional to show off, but it would be very useful.

The Porsche car key spun around on the desk. Jiang Fan continued in a cold voice, "Now, I see that my nephew is not lightly injured. These injuries didn't happen in just a couple of minutes. After I pursue their responsibility, I'll come back to pursue your school's responsibility. I can indeed say a few words at the education bureau. Should I call the education bureau now?"

To be honest, Jiang Fan really didn't want to make this call. He did have connections. The husband of Aunt Zhao, who should be called Aunt but always forced him to call her Sister Zhao, was from the education bureau and had actual power. But every time Aunt Zhao saw Jiang Fan, she would force him to call her Sister Zhao and then ask some private questions, like how many times a month he and Tang Wan had intimate moments, and whether he felt physically exhausted. And she wouldn't ask quietly; she would ask loudly without considering the occasion or place. She claimed to treat Tang Wan as her own daughter, so she had to care about Tang Wan's marital life.

The director of education was unsure about this young man's identity. After thinking for two minutes, she said coldly to Tongyao, "Call the other party's parent and see if they have time to come to the school."

After speaking, Jiang Fan stood up, stretched lazily, moved his bones and muscles, and said leisurely, "Tell them to bring more people."