Chapter 33: A Single Slap
Meanwhile, Lu Liang arrived at Affiliated Elementary School of the Teachers’ College.
After waiting at the school gate and confirming with Zhang Yun’s homeroom teacher, the security guard finally let him in.
Zhang Qian had always been generous with her daughter, spending over 3 million yuan on a run-down old property just to secure her admission.
Though not the top elementary school in Magic City, Affiliated Elementary was ranked in the top ten, with excellent campus facilities and teaching staff.
Crossing the lush track, Lu Liang arrived at the administrative office. From afar, he saw Zhang Yun standing alone in a corner, staring at the tips of her shoes.
As soon as he entered, he heard the shrew-like woman from the phone earlier yelling, “At such a young age, she’s already so ruthless! What kind of uncultured child is this?”
“Auntie, it was Zhao Jiaqi who bullied me first. Why aren’t you saying anything about him?” Zhang Yun bit her lip, her face defiant, showing she was not as fragile as she appeared.
“Oh, you dare to talk back! Ms. Lin, when are her parents arriving? I want to see what kind of parents could raise such a sharp-tongued brat!”
“Help! Murder! Someone call the police!” she wailed hysterically.
The little boy beside her was so terrified he trembled, nearly crying himself.
The two male teachers in the office stepped forward to restrain Lu Liang.
“Mr. Lu, please calm down!”
“My apologies, I let my emotions get the better of me,” Lu Liang said with a faint smile, refraining from further action. He watched coldly as the woman dialed the police.
Crouching down, he gently stroked Zhang Yun’s hair.
“If someone hits you, it’s not your fault. You must hit back hard,” he said.
Tears welled in the little girl’s eyes as she nodded firmly.
“Mr. Lu, that’s an inappropriate way to educate a child,” the teacher interjected, frowning.
“And what about you?” Lu Liang snapped, his anger flaring again. “Where were you when she was slapped? You just stood by, telling people to stay calm. It’s not your child, so of course you don’t care. Shame on you as an educator!”
He had noticed that the teachers seemed biased toward the woman.
When Zhang Yun was slapped, no one spoke up for her. They hadn’t even offered her an ice pack for her swelling. Yet when the woman was slapped, even the dean came over to console her.
Ms. Lin was left speechless, her face alternating between red and pale.
The elementary school was adjacent to a police station, so officers arrived promptly.
“Officers, you’re finally here! Arrest him! He’s violent and dangerous!” the woman yelled, clutching her face and pointing at Lu Liang.
“Let’s all go to the station. No need to make a scene at school,” an officer said, frowning but relieved the situation wasn’t as grave as the reported "murder."
Holding Zhang Yun’s hand, Lu Liang walked to the police station while calling Meng Changkun.
“Brother Lu, what happened?” Meng asked.
“A minor scuffle. I slapped someone during an argument,” Lu Liang explained truthfully.
“If you need help, let me know. I’ll recommend a law firm. They can handle civil, criminal, or business cases.”
Meng quickly sent over the contact details for Jincheng Law Firm, which handled most of his company’s legal disputes.
After thanking Meng, Lu Liang also got through to Zhang Qian, who rushed to the station upon hearing the news.
She hugged her daughter tightly, tears welling up as she saw the handprint on Zhang Yun’s face.
“Thank you, Brother Liang,” she said gratefully, explaining that her phone had died while she was out running errands.
“It’s nothing,” Lu Liang said with a faint smile.
In situations , knowing the law was essential. Such cases rarely met the standards for filing charges and could often be resolved with a bit of money.
Soon after, Ye Wei from Jincheng Law Firm arrived at the station.
“Mr. Lu, do you want to settle privately or pursue legal action?” Ye asked.
“Either works. I’m already satisfied,” Lu Liang said casually, intentionally provoking the woman.