Chapter 47: Educating You on Behalf of Mr. Fu

From Lu Xiwán's viewpoint, one can clearly see Fu Yao's little hand clutch his pants tightly, but it let go after just a moment.

His little mouth was pursed, and it was obvious he was unhappy, yet even so he did not resist the group of children.

"You're disgusting! People like you have no use in this world!" The chubby kid intensified his words, becoming more and more outrageous.

Lu Xiwán couldn't control her emotions and suddenly rose from her seat.

Is this something a child could actually say?

One can imagine how many comments the parents of these bratty kids whispered behind their children's faces!

Even though Gu Qingmeng's methods aren't exactly upright, Yao Yao is still a grandson of the Fu Family, and the tie to the Fu Family is an unbreakable blood relation.

She really wants to know who gave these people the nerve to scheme like this behind the scenes.

And taught the children these words.

The Principal, who had been talking with Lu Xiwán, naturally also heard the children's chatter outside, and her face turned almost white with shock!

You living ancestors! Who gave them the audacity to bully the Fu Family's Little Prince? They should at least consider the lives of their own parents, and even think about the life of this newly appointed Principal!

"I'll go teach these out‑of‑line bratty kids a lesson!"

The Principal stood up at once, saying so while heading for the door.

"Principal," Lu Xiwán called her, "I'll go."

Lu Xiwán's tone was calm, yet she exuded a dangerous aura not to be underestimated.

The Principal hesitated, then nodded immediately; after all, the person she was dealing with had been placed there by Fu Sijue and was fully responsible for Fu Yao's affairs. Since she said that, she couldn't intervene harshly, only hoping the Fu Family's fire wouldn't burn her.

It was now nearing dismissal time.

Parents began to enter one after another to pick up their children.

When the kids saw the adults arrive, they shed their bratty demeanor, slung their backpacks and looked obedient.

From afar, Lu Xiwán watched, a sharp edge flashing in her eyes; they say people are born good, but who could have guessed how deep a child's scheming can be?

Seeing several children about to leave, Lu Xiwán's gaze hardened, she quickened her steps and blocked the doorway.

After all, this is a noble school; each of these parents was decked in gold and silver, exuding aristocracy, even their clothes were high‑luxury brands.

The chubby boy's mother glanced at Lu Xiwán, immediately furrowed her brows and pursed her lips.

"If the kindergarten has any more issues, talk to our nanny. We have plenty of matters ourselves, no time to waste on you. As for parent‑child events, just have the nanny attend."

Having spoken, the wealthy lady pretended to turn and leave.

"Your child bullies people at school and then wants to leave. Parents, aren't you being overly idealistic?"

Lu Xiwán waved her hand, pulled Fu Yao behind her, lifted her eyes, and coldly stared at the several noblewomen before her.

"Aren't you a school teacher? You reek of poverty; you must be a nanny for some family, right? Stay out of matters that aren't yours. Someone of your status has no right to block us."

Now not only the chubby child's mother but also the others had grievances.

Whatever their status, they shouldn't mingle with such chaotic people.

Lu Xiwán smiled.

The saying "dogs look down on people" was displayed perfectly on them.

Scanning the crowd, she saw one woman whose clothes she had designed herself.

The wealthy ladies usually spent heavily on self‑care; although each already had children, not a trace of age could be seen.

Yet Lu Xiwán felt those clothes were being wasted on them.

Lu Xiwán's expression turned slightly cold: "Who I am doesn't matter, but your children bullied Yao Yao. Without an explanation today, no one leaves!"

"What kind of thing are you!" the chubby boy's mother shouted, eyes blazing, "Which family hired you, you short‑sighted thing? How dare you shout at me? Do you know who I am? You little slut!"

"You may not call me 'mommy'!"

Having been bullied without speaking up, when Lu Xiwán was being bullied, Fu Yao's emotions flared; he lunged in front of Lu Xiwán and roared!

The tiny child suddenly exuded a few moments of true vigor!

The noblewoman was startled by his aura, then thought he was just a child, a nanny's son, and raised her hand to strike: "You little rabbit…"

Yet halfway through the insult, her hand rose to the air and she let it fall uselessly.

Upon closer look, wasn't this the son that Gu Qingmeng gave birth to for the Fu Family?

Though born by his mother's disgraceful means, he is still Fu Family blood; if she slaps him now, she likely won't live the rest of her life.

Some resentment, she suddenly recalled the child's nickname for the nanny—"Yo, didn't expect you Little Fox Spirit to have some tricks, deceiving the Fu Family's Little Prince to call you 'mommy', see, today I will educate you on behalf of Mr. Fu!"

The other noblewomen immediately joined the uproar, giving the chubby boy's mother more courage, raising her hand to tear at Lu Xiwán's face.