"He insulted my mom, so why shouldn't I hit him!"
Qin Jiao said coolly, "Chen Feng, remember what you said today. Time will tell you what the truth is."
After she spoke, she realized she was still holding Shen Yi's arm. He had been sweating from basketball, but the sweat had gone cold. He was damp all over, and his cheek was still red and swollen.
Qin Jiao said with a sigh, "Go put your jacket on, or you'll get sick."
"I won't get sick."
The two walked off, exchanging a few words. The surrounding students shot Chen Feng complicated glances before turning to leave.
"I never thought Chen Feng was that kind of person."
"Hey, why does Chen Feng always say people are bad-mouthing his mom? Did she really do something shameful?"
Hearing the whispers, Chen Feng finally snapped. "What nonsense are you talking about? Shut up, all of you!"
His usual good-guy image completely shattered. Right then, Chen Feng looked almost hysterical.
