"Hehe, speak up! Why did you hit my daughter just now?" Ye Hao asked coldly.
"So what if I hit her?" The brash He Chunxiu shouted sharply.
Ye Hao ignored her, looked at the female teachers in the crowd, and asked, "Ladies, as teachers, I respect you enough to call you teachers. Did any of you see my daughter being hit and my wife being kicked just now? I hope you'll speak with a clear conscience when you answer me."
Several teachers wanted to kindly remind Ye Hao, but considering their own futures, they ultimately kept silent.
"Did no teacher see it either?" Ye Hao's voice grew colder. These teachers act one way in front and another behind, unable to be honest to secure their future!
No one spoke up.
At this moment, a girl named Xu Jiahui stepped forward and timidly said, "Uncle, I know..."
"Little girl, what do you know? Would you like to tell uncle?" Ye Hao went up and held the cute little girl in his other hand.
