Chapter 33: Who Hit You?

Faced with this sudden scolding, Su Bao, who wasn’t one to be easily bullied, felt a dark intensity gather in her eyes, her aura subtly beginning to seep out.

With a “slap,” she knocked Su Yuzi’s hand away.

Su Yuzi was stunned.

Then she exploded.

“Hey, you little brat! I raised you since I was just twenty, without a man by my side, and now you hold a grudge against me?!”

She always knew Su Bao seemed gentle and kind but was actually very proud.

But why couldn’t this fool understand that people need to plan ahead and look forward?

She nagged in her ear about finding a rich husband while in college, but this silly kid acted like it was a huge insult. Mention it, and she’d rebel.

After nagging a few times, Su Bao took less than a thousand yuan and went to Han City Film Academy alone.

She had just graduated high school, didn’t even have a phone, and dared to run off by herself!

If Su Yuzi wasn’t worried about having no one to take care of her in old age, she would’ve given Su Bao a good beating!

After ranting for a while, Su Yuzi noticed Su Bao’s left hand hanging by her side.

It hadn’t moved at all since earlier.

Su Yuzi found it strange.

“What’s wrong with your left hand?”

The middle-aged woman, who was ready to jump with anger, suddenly became concerned, reaching for Su Bao’s left hand.

Su Bao instinctively stepped back.

Annoyed!

She wasn’t close to this woman!

She didn’t like being touched!

But Su Yuzi was persistent, so Su Bao pursed her lips and calmly said, “Dislocated, just got it set.”

“Dislocated? Who hit you?”

Su Yuzi’s voice rose several octaves, disregarding her image, as if ready to verbally attack the culprit if they appeared.

“Who dared hit my beautiful daughter? And the school does nothing?”

Su Yuzi wanted to hug Su Bao’s arm but was afraid of hurting her.

So she was stuck, wanting to show care but too scared to.

Mo Yan stood with a cold face: “…”

He was the one who did it.

“Come on, let’s go to the hospital. A broken hand is no small matter; you can’t just tough it out!” Su Yuzi glanced around and then focused on Mo Yan.

This school was different from their usual rough places.

Schools had rules, and leaving seemed to require permission; otherwise, it might leave a bad impression on teachers.

As an instructor, Mo Yan naturally became a teacher in Su Yuzi’s eyes.

Seeing Mo Yan, Su Yuzi’s eyes lit up involuntarily.

This young man looked good!

Especially with his commanding presence, he seemed used to being in charge, standing tall and giving off a strong, imposing, and authoritative vibe!

But…

He was too old for her Su Bao!