The commotion had somewhat dissipated the atmosphere that had just settled down.
It left Zheng Yun and her daughter very upset, yet they couldn't say anything because of Old Sir Zhong.
Aunt Zheng gave a smile and continued, "Old Master, no matter what, today I've brought Zheng Yun here to apologize to you and Chuchu. You can discipline her as you please, scold her, and beat her. As an uneducated widow, I don't even know how to properly manage her."
Then she nudged Zheng Yun forward.
Zheng Yun stood with her head bowed before Old Sir Zhong and said, "Grandpa Zhong, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Old Sir Zhong's expression was grave. He said, "Over this long period, you should know my temperament. I really dislike anyone causing trouble under my name.
In the past two years, I haven't paid attention to outside matters, yet I never expected that Zheng Yun could so easily influence the decisions of a school, and so casually pin the label 'improper conduct' on an innocent person.
