Master Qin’s Real Young Lady Is Gorgeous And Flirty

Lu Rongrong's expression froze.

She actually forgot that there is still monitoring in the class.

After all, no one has checked those monitors since they were clicked on.

If the dean and head teacher knew that she provoked her first, wouldn't it be pointless for her to sue?

Lu Rongrong grabbed Mrs. Lu's arm and yelled, "Mom, my hand hurts so much, it must be broken, it hurts me to death!"

Madam Lu's aggressive expression changed, and she quickly said, "Rongrong, let's go to the hospital first!"

Seeing that Lu Rongrong wanted to run away, Nan Yan couldn't make her happy.

"Lu Rongrong, your hands are in good shape, neither red nor swollen, does it really hurt?"

The dean and class teacher also looked at her covering hands.

There is no redness, swelling or deformation, and there is no trace of injury on the hand at all.

But she kept crying. Nor can they say she's faking.

"It hurts...Of course it hurts..." Lu Rongrong pretended to be in pain, and a few tears flowed from her eyes.

Mrs. Lu coaxed her distressedly.

But Nan Yan said with a half-smile: "Since you've been sitting here for so long and nothing happened, then don't waste a minute or two.

Don't worry, I'll check the monitoring, it will be soon. "

She looked at the head teacher again and asked, "Head teacher, is it okay?"

"Well, let's check."

The head teacher also wanted to get to the bottom of the matter.

Although he didn't want to see Nanyan, campus bullying was very serious in noble schools and he had to take it seriously.

Lu Rongrong gritted her teeth and looked at Nanyan resentfully.

She said so, she couldn't even insist on leaving.

Otherwise, it would be like her guilty conscience.

However, she was the one who hurt her hand, and her hand still hurts now!

Thinking of this, Lu Rongrong didn't feel guilty anymore.

No matter what, it was a fact that Nanyan hit her.

Nan Yan sat beside the head teacher's computer, typing quickly on the keyboard with both hands.

The speed of that cloud is like water, almost reaching the level of phantom.

The dean looked at her in front of the computer with a serious expression.

"Okay, head teacher, dean, and Mrs. Lu, please see the monitor for the truth of the matter."

Nanyan called up the surveillance, then turned the screen to them, and played the captured video to them.

The video screen starts when the get out of class is over and the students gather around her desk.

Lu Rongrong rushed over suddenly, raising her hand to hit Nanyan.

Afterwards, Nanyan pinched her hand and cried out in pain.

The small movements that Nanyan made on her wrist were not shown on the monitor.

They only saw Nan Yan pinching Lu Rongrong's wrist, Lu Rongrong screamed, and then screamed again, Nan Yan let go of her hand.

"Seeing this, it's obvious who the perpetrator is."

Nan Yan propped her chin with both hands, smiling surlyly.

Lu Rongrong gritted her teeth and said angrily, "But I missed you, but you broke my hand!"

"I've grown up so big that even my family members are not willing to hit me. You country bumpkin dare to hit me!"

After the truth of the matter was found out, not only did Lu Rongrong not know how to repent, but she became even more arrogant.

This scene made both the dean and the head teacher look ugly.

The head teacher glanced at Nan Yan who was sitting at the computer desk, feeling a little headache, "Madam Lu, what do you think should be done?"

"My daughter is right. Even if my daughter wants to hit her, she shouldn't fight back. What is my daughter's identity and what is her identity!"

Mrs. Lu is unreasonable and completely partial to her daughter.

The dean and class teacher did not expect this posture.

The dean coughed dryly and reminded: "Mrs. Lu, the fact now is that your daughter hit someone first, and Nanyan was just defending herself."

He persuaded: "Since there is nothing wrong with your daughter's hand, forget it."

"Forget it!" Mrs. Lu said vigorously, "She must apologize to my daughter today, otherwise this matter will never end!"

"You should tell the police about this." Nan Yan shook her phone, the page on it was the call to the Public Security Bureau.

"You, you called the police?" Mrs. Lu's eyes widened, her expression as ugly as if she had eaten a fly.

"Since you can't solve this matter, let the police uncle come and give me justice."

"Also, Lu Rongrong."

Nan Yan walked up to Lu Rongrong, raised her eyebrows and smiled at her, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hit her in the face.

Lu Rongrong screamed in fright, and raised her hand to block it.

He blocked it and waved his hands indiscriminately.

"This paw swings so neatly, but it doesn't look injured at all."

Lu Rongrong's body froze, she lowered her hand and looked.

Nan Yan withdrew her hand a long time ago and looked at her as if she was watching a play.

The dean and class teacher also saw her flexible wrists, and their faces sank.

"Lu Rongrong, are you pretending to be hurt to frame classmate An Nanyan on purpose?"

"No...it's her... My hand was in excruciating pain and I couldn't move at all. I really didn't lie! Mom, I really didn't lie!"

Unfortunately, seeing her reaction like this, everyone believed that she was pretending to be hurt.

No one believed that her hand was really injured before.

"Since it's all a misunderstanding, let's forget it. Such a trivial matter is not worth alarming the police." Madam Lu changed her attitude and looked at Nan Yan with a pleasant face, "Student An, what do you think?"

Nan Yan held a faint smile, her eyes darkened, "Why do you let it go like this, Mrs. Lu said before that bullying on campus should be dealt with as dropping out of school."

"I'm not the only one who heard this. Is it the head teacher or the head teacher?"

There was a stern look in Madam Lu's eyes.

This little **** is so ignorant!

She even took the initiative to say good things to her, but she dared to be so aggressive.

The head teacher wondered: "Nanyan, this matter is not that serious, why don't I ask Lu Rongrong to apologize to you, and let this matter pass like this?"

The Lu family is a wealthy family in Jincheng, offending Mrs. Lu is not a good thing.

"I don't apologize! It's obvious that she hit me, so why should I apologize!" Lu Rongrong was furious, "An Nanyan, don't think that just because you look good, you can make the An family value you."

"No matter how much you change, you can't compare to An Muyao. She is the real Miss An, and you are not even worthy to carry her shoes."

After Lu Rongrong roared, she turned around and ran out.

Mrs. Lu gave Nan Yan a hard look, and hurried to catch up.

The homeroom teacher couldn't help but shook his head, "Nanyan, is it worth it to offend the Lu family just to win?"

"You are not injured on the left and right, and Mrs. Lu also gave you the steps. It's good to let this matter go like this, but it just made it bigger."

"head teacher."

Nan Yan called him lightly.

"I used to be bullied by everyone because I didn't fight. From now on, no one can bully me any more."

"This matter is not over yet. I called the police. The police will come over in a while. Please help the dean and head teacher to receive it."

Seeing the stunned expressions of the two of them, Nan Yan waved her hands casually, "If there is nothing else, I'll go back to the classroom first."