Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 74 - Try and Lay a Finger on Me

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Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Try and Lay a Finger on Me!

Chapter 74 -74 Try and Lay a Finger on Me!

Tang Li guessed something and immediately rushed back to the classroom.

A crowd of students surrounded the entrance of the classroom.

The continuous cursing of a middle-aged woman came from inside: “I told you to be good for nothing! A creature born with a mother, yet without her teachings!”

Saying so, she grabbed Wu Xuehan’s arm and pulled her forward, rudely flipping her long hair: “Everyone, take a good look at this face, make sure you recognize her and avoid her in the future, lest she brings misfortune upon you too!”

Wu Xuehan’s hair was yanked out in a big clump, and her mouth was bruised purple. Hearing the relentless humiliation, she finally couldn’t hold back her tears and wanted to rebut, but the woman swung her purse, adorned with metal clasps, and hit Wu Xuehan’s head again fiercely: “Still making excuses! I’m right here today, and you won’t utter one more lie! And don’t even think about hoping for anyone to come to save you! If anyone dares to stand up for you, I’ll see that—”

“What do you plan to do?” A cold female voice rang out.

The middle-aged woman was stunned.

Clearly, she did not expect to be confronted.

Turning her head, she saw it was also a young girl, still wet behind the ears!

Just as she was about to scold, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the purse in her right hand was taken away.

Then—

Her 20,000 dollar designer purse was thrown out the window by the girl holding her hand!

“You—!” The middle-aged woman was wide-eyed and tongue-tied.

When Wu Xuehan saw who had come, it was like seeing her savior. She struggled free from the middle-aged woman and immediately hid behind Tang Li, clutching Tang Li’s clothes tightly with her small hands.

“What kind of people are these!” The middle-aged woman showed a look of disbelief, her voice rising involuntarily: “Are all the girls in this school hooligans? Where are the teachers, the teachers, why aren’t they handling this!”

Tang Li’s tone was cool: “You know to come to the classroom to find me, so why didn’t you recognize the photograph before you came?”

“…” The middle-aged woman did not understand.

Finally, someone around reminded her: “This is Tang Li, the one you’ve been hitting is not her.”

Hit the wrong person?

This Tang Li in front of her was no longer the simple apple-cheeked girl, but a prettier one, and not looking like an easy target. The eyes that landed on her held no trace of the respect due towards an elder.

The middle-aged woman realized the situation and scoffed, “After hiding for so long, you finally show up. I came here today to teach you, the cause of so much trouble!”

With that, her left hand, with its red-painted nails, motioned to strike.

However, this time, she did not succeed.

Tang Li caught her hand in mid-air, eyes smiling as she looked into hers: “Before teaching me a lesson, let’s first settle another score.”

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Saying so, she turned her head and asked Wu Xuehan, “How many times did she slap you just now?”

Wu Xuehan was stunned, then softly replied, “She hit my face three times, the rest were on my body, I don’t remember how many times.”

“Then let’s start with those first, and as for how many slaps, we’ll continue until you feel it’s been enough to vent your anger.”

“What do you mean?” The middle-aged woman understood the arrogance in Tang Li’s words, her rage uncontrollable as disbelief overwhelmed her: “I am your classmate’s mother! You dare to lay a hand on me, try it! If you touch me today, by tomorrow the leaders of your department and your school will have to answer to me!”

Suddenly—

“Smack!” The back of the middle-aged woman’s head took a heavy blow.

Her neatly groomed bun was skewed 90 degrees.

The onlookers: “…”

Wu Xuehan looked down at her own hands, she was not ready yet…

Tang Li was already looking beyond the middle-aged woman—

There stood a blond-haired boy.

He was drinking a bottle of Yakult, a row of five, each with a straw in it.

Meeting Tang Li’s gaze, he looked at his right hand, which he had just used to hit someone, with a look of confusion.