"Wen Tingxue's grandmother?"
The gatekeeper looked at her with disbelief.
Wu Shangrong assumed the gatekeeper didn't know who Wen Tingxue was and waved her hand.
"You don't know that little slut, no, it's normal if you don't know her. I'll call her homeroom teacher, Wen Di, I have his phone number..."
The gatekeeper heard the insult in her pause and frowned.
He said unhappily, "I know that young lady. She has already changed classes. Calling her former homeroom teacher is useless."
As he spoke, he picked up the phone to call the homeroom teacher of Class One.
When Wu Shangrong heard she had changed classes, she subconsciously thought—
"Did that little slut get into trouble again? I knew it, she's a troublemaker wherever she goes!
"Anyone close to her is unlucky. Our whole family has been ruined by her all these years..."
"Are you really her grandmother?" The gatekeeper rolled his eyes in disgust. "That young lady got first place in her grade through her own efforts.
"She transferred to the best class in the First High School. You, as her grandmother, are talking about her like this. What kind of person are you?"
The gatekeeper didn't even want to make the call.
Wu Shangrong was stunned, seeming to have not expected that the slut had a better life after leaving them.
Feeling a pang of discomfort, she pursed her lips and threw a tantrum in a demeaning way.
"I am her grandmother! Call her quickly! I need to see her!"
The gatekeeper: "..."
You're the troublemaker!
***
Office.
When the English teacher received the call, Wen Di happened to be there to discuss changing classes.
Hearing the words 'Wen Tingxue's grandmother', Wen Di faltered.
"I suddenly have something to attend to. Can we talk about it later?"
The English teacher, feeling embarrassed, put down her papers and stood up.
Wen Di nodded. After she left, Wen Di subconsciously followed and asked, "What's the matter?"
Thinking that Wen Tingxue used to be in Class Four, the English teacher didn't hide it.
"Tingxue's grandmother is here. She's at the school gate and says it's urgent. I'm going to see her."
Wen Di paused for two seconds. "I'll go with you."
The English teacher knew he had dealt with Wu Shangrong before, so she nodded. "Alright."
The two hurried to the school gate.
Wu Shangrong was arguing with the gatekeeper.
"She's my granddaughter, what's it to you! Is it your place to butt in and meddle in other people's business?!"
"Look at your lack of manners. You call her a slut every other word. She's your granddaughter, can't you watch your tongue!"
The gatekeeper, who also had grandchildren, could tolerate a little bit of it.
But hearing it too much, he could no longer stand it and started arguing with Wu Shangrong.
Wu Shangrong, like a shrew in a marketplace, rolled up her sleeves.
With her hands on her hips, she stood by the window and hurled insults at the gatekeeper.
She wasn't tall, but she was quite plump, looking like a big meatball from a distance.
When she cursed loudly, the flesh around her waist would jiggle.
The gatekeeper, not as skilled at cursing as she was, was quickly angered into silence and silently drank his tea.
Even so, Wu Shangrong was relentless.
Her face red and neck thick, she pointed at the gatekeeper and uttered unspeakable vulgarities.
Wen Di frowned, feeling a sense of repulsion.
The English teacher also hadn't expected Wen Tingxue's grandmother to be like this.
After a few seconds of preparation, she stepped forward and said, "Ms. Wu, Ms. Wu?"
It wasn't until the fifth call that Wu Shangrong turned her head, looking fiercely at the English teacher.
Young and pretty, with gentle eyes.
It was the kind of appearance Wu Shangrong disliked.
She looked like someone who was born to seduce people.
Wu Shangrong quickly composed her expression. "You are that slut..."
Realizing she was wrong, she changed her words. "I am Wen Tingxue's grandmother, and I need to see her urgently. Take me in quickly.
"This damn guard, no matter what I say, he won't let me in. He's just a guard dog, acting like he's someone important!"
After speaking, she spat with disgust.
The English teacher took a deep breath and smiled. "Ms. Wu, you're joking. Old Master Jia is our principal's father.
"His children all work in government departments, and the least of them is a bureau chief."
"..."
Wu Shangrong's expression changed several times, and finally, she plastered a smile on her face.
"Is that so? That's quite impressive. I was just too angry earlier and said those things. Brother Jia, please don't be angry."
"Hmph." Old Master Jia didn't even deign to glance at her.
Wu Shangrong gave an awkward smile. "Shall we go in then?"
Facing the English teacher, she assumed that same entitled expression.
Wen Di's face turned completely cold and he asked, "What are you looking for Tingxue for?"
"You..."
Wu Shangrong found his voice familiar and studied him for a moment.
"You're that girl's former homeroom teacher, Wen Di, right?"
"Yes."
As soon as Wen Di nodded, Wu Shangrong grabbed his hand.
"I've finally found you."
Wu Shangrong became overly warm and familiar. "You wouldn't believe it, my granddaughter refuses to give me any living expenses.
"Teacher Wen, you must help me!"
The stark contrast in treatment made the English teacher shake her head helplessly.
She could tell that this Old Mrs. Wu had a preference for men.
Even though she was a woman herself, it didn't change her inherent malice towards other women.
Wen Di coldly pulled his hand away.
"I am no longer Tingxue's homeroom teacher. She is."
Wu Shangrong looked at the English teacher in the direction he pointed and instinctively frowned.
"How can she, a woman, handle things? It has to be a man!"
"Teacher Wen," Wu Shangrong grabbed Wen Di's hand again, smiling broadly and saying:
"Help me all the way. Take me to find that girl and help me talk to her properly.
"You're a teacher, she'll definitely listen to you."
Wen Di ignored her flattery and asked indifferently, "The living expenses you mentioned, are you sure it's five thousand?"
Wu Shangrong's eyes flickered. "Of course, it is."
Wen Di inwardly sneered.
***
Office.
No matter what Wen Di and the English teacher said, Wu Shangrong insisted on one thing: seeing Wen Tingxue.
Furthermore, seeing her in the office wouldn't do. She insisted on going to her classroom.
Otherwise, she would make a scene and complain by phone.
She turned the office into a chaotic mess.
Wen Di and the English teacher, unable to dissuade her, finally took her to the door of Class One.
During class, Wen Tingxue was surprised that someone would be looking for her at this time.
...
When she saw the person standing at the end of the corridor, her face instantly turned cold.
She turned to leave.
Wu Shangrong grabbed her hand without preamble and habitually cursed.
"You slut! Don't you even say a word to your own grandmother when you see her?!"
Wu Shangrong's grip on Wen Tingxue's wrist was so painful.
If Wen Di hadn't reacted in time and pried her hand away, she would have cried from the pain.
"What are you doing?"
The English teacher indignantly shielded Wen Tingxue and said with a tone of rebuke, "No matter what happened, you can't just start cursing, and you can't resort to violence!
Wu Shangrong glared at her with displeasure. "Don't think you can lecture me just because you've read a few books.
"Let me tell you, I am her grandmother. Even if I beat her to death, you have no right to stop me!"