11
As soon as I entered the police station, several bruised and battered parents were clamoring to sue me for intentional injury.
Especially Wang Xuan's father.
[I'm a lawyer, and today we came to apologize to her, but she attacked us without a word; this constitutes intentional injury. I request a medical evaluation!]
Suddenly, an abrupt voice rang out.
[What did my daughter bully your daughter for? I'm gonna crack your skull open today and beat you to death, you bitch!]
Under everyone's shocked gaze, I calmly stated that it was my phone's ringtone.
Then I deliberately let the phrase repeat three times before hanging up the harassing call.
The room fell silent, the atmosphere turning somewhat eerie. Wang Xuan's father's face looked as if he'd swallowed a fly, and he reached out to grab my phone.
I dodged, and he fell flat on his face when he couldn't stop himself.
He still wanted to argue with me, but the police handed him a medical record.