By the time she rushed from the villa to the school, half an hour had already passed, and the parents of the other two children in the office were already there.

In the office, Lu Wangshu stood there directly, without any extra expression on his face, completely watching his nose and nose with heart, silent, even though Feng Tingting was crying intensely and her mother was holding her.

Beside him stood Song Nianhuan, whose face was a bit dirty and clothes were a bit disheveled. Lu Wangshu intentionally let Song Nianhuan stand behind him, resembling a mother hen protecting her chick.

Song Qiao stood at the door, immediately seeing Song Nianhuan standing behind Lu Wangshu in the office. Her eyes widened as if she had seen a hallucination, and after reacting, she knocked on the door and then quickly walked in.

In the office, three children were crying intensely, and the office was almost filled with cries.

The homeroom teacher looked at the several parents who had already crowded her office and felt a bit of a headache, especially since there was even an elderly person aggressively demanding an explanation for their family.

Hearing the knock on the door, the homeroom teacher’s gaze went to the door and happened to see Song Qiao walking in, and with a bit of confusion, she asked, "You are..."

Song Qiao walked up to Lu Wangshu and Song Nianhuan and explained to the teacher, "Hello, teacher, I am the parent of Lu Wangshu and Song Nianhuan."

"The parent of Lu Wangshu and Song Nianhuan?" The homeroom teacher was momentarily stunned, looked at Lu Wangshu and Song Nianhuan, and suddenly seemed to realize something, asking, "The relationship between these two children..."

As soon as Song Nianhuan saw her own mother, her eyes instantly became bright, and she happily called out, "Mom..."

Lu Wangshu also saw Song Qiao and obediently called out, "Mom..."

"They are siblings, and I am their mother." Song Qiao didn’t hide her identity or the relationship between Song Nianhuan and Lu Wangshu as siblings. After speaking, she immediately walked to the children’s side, looked at them closely, and checked them for injuries, discovering that Lu Wangshu was completely fine, not even his clothes were dirty, but only Song Nianhuan’s face was dirty and her pants were a little torn.

Song Qiao looked at her son and daughter, instantly aghast.

The situation with the two children was clearly that the daughter was fighting, not the son, wasn’t it?

The homeroom teacher widened her eyes at Song Qiao, then looked at Lu Wangshu and Song Nianhuan. If she remembered correctly, Lu Wangshu was the son of President Lu of CK Group... and Song Nianhuan and Lu Wangshu were siblings?

Could it be that this woman was Lu Wangshu’s stepmother and Song Nianhuan was Lu Wangshu’s stepsister?

Because Lu Wangshu and Song Nianhuan didn’t look very similar, and their surnames were different, it wasn’t surprising for the teacher to think this way.

Feng Tingting’s grandmother was at the moment holding the crying Feng Tingting, comforting her, and upon hearing Song Qiao say she was the mother of those two children, she immediately stood up, pointed at Song Nianhuan, and said, "Look at what your daughter did to my granddaughter? Is this how your family teaches your children? If anything happens to my granddaughter, I will fight you to the end!!"

Song Qiao’s gaze fell on the intensely crying Feng Tingting and discovered that the little girl’s face was also dirty, even with some scratches on her face, especially with a bit of blood at the corner of her mouth. Her clothes were dirty, her hair was messy, and she was only wearing one shoe...

In summary, Song Qiao’s first reaction was... where did this little girl escape from?

Hearing the grandmother’s questioning, Song Qiao furrowed her eyebrows, realizing who had fought, she directly looked at Song Nianhuan and asked, "Huanhuan, did you hit this little girl?"

Before Song Nianhuan could answer, a parent beside them also spoke to Song Qiao, "Your daughter not only hit someone else’s granddaughter but also hit my daughter. Look at my daughter, hit by your daughter like this, although not as seriously as the other’s granddaughter, your daughter indeed touched my daughter."

Suddenly, another parent also stood up, holding their daughter who wouldn’t stop crying, and began questioning Song Qiao.