He only knew how to pick on pushovers like Cheng Lin and Duan Wenguang to pinch.
He knew that Cheng Lin and Duan Wenguang's families were both from the countryside and had no backers. Even if they suffered a loss, they could only silently endure it.
Wu Qiuyun quickly reached out, wanting to pull up the woman kneeling on the ground.
"Get up first. Regarding Duan Wenguang's matter…" For a moment, she was actually stuck.
She didn't know how to tell the woman in front of her that she was just an ordinary teacher and didn't have much power.
She didn't even know how to say it. Even the police couldn't do anything about Duan Wenguang's matter.
The woman's honest gaze pierced Wu Qiuyun's chest.
For the sake of their son, they did not hesitate to kneel before her.
Moreover, she should not be the only one who knelt down.
