Tuanzi wished he could crumple the exam paper in his hand and throw it away. It seed all his efforts over the past half a month had been in vain, utterly useless!
Teacher Li finished handing out the test papers, let out a long sigh, and said, "Everyone, school’s over. Be careful on your way ho."
The kids shouted in response, slung on their already packed backpacks, and poured out of the classroom. Soon, the room was sparsely occupied, with only a few students left.
Tuanzi, dejected, walked out of the school gate with his backpack, and soon enough, he saw the private car that ca to pick him up every day.
The driver felt that this Young Master Sun seed unhappy, so he stayed silent.
As soon as he got ho, Tuanzi walked into the hall with his backpack and imdiately spotted the butler, who was as thin as a skeleton, appearing from who knows where.
Tuanzi looked around and said despondently, "Grandpa Butler, where’s Uncle? I want to talk to him."
He wanted to see if he could have a nice chat with Uncle or maybe act a little spoiled to get Uncle to give him back his phone.
"Sir seems to be painting in the garden," the butler grinned. That grin contorted the skin wrapped over bones, looking grim and frightening.
Tuanzi shrank his neck and ran towards the garden with his backpack.
It was already midsumr, and even though it was evening, it was still hot, with lots of mosquitoes in the garden.
Tuanzi maliciously thought it would be best if the mosquitoes bit Uncle to death!
Tuanzi ran along the stone-paved path and vaguely saw a tall figure standing in the pavilion, holding a jade brush in his right hand, making strokes on fine rice paper, with a phone placed on the stone table.
Tuanzi was just about to walk over when suddenly he heard Teacher Li’s voice coming from the speakerphone of the phone: "Tuanzi’s parent, according to your instructions, I have deliberately increased the difficulty level of this exam, but Tuanzi has been very serious and excellent, answering all questions correctly this ti."
Teacher Li’s voice was full of praise.
Tuanzi’s footsteps halted instantly, and he covered his mouth in disbelief while looking at the back of that figure.
The man, with his head lowered, held the jade brush in his right hand and continued to wave it across the paper, casually saying, "So, Teacher Li gave him full marks?"
Teacher Li awkwardly said, "Since you said so, I could only deduct one point from his writing score..."
Tuanzi stared blankly at the man’s back, his round eyes gradually filled with a trace of resentnt.
He always thought Uncle was an honest adult, but he turned out to be a liar too!
He couldn’t afford to gamble, so he deviously bullied him this way.
He contacted the teacher to deliberately deduct one point from him.
Tuanzi understood everything now. No matter how hard he tried, Uncle would never let him justly and righteously get back his phone.
The anger in his heart flared up like a raging fire. Tuanzi quietly snuck away from the garden, ran upstairs with his backpack, and found that the study door was locked.
His phone must be inside the study.
Finding that he couldn’t get his phone, Tuanzi’s expression turned even worse, and he muttered to himself, "Uncle, liar, bad person! You’re not fit to be my guardian, you’re not fit—I’m leaving, I’m going to leave here!"
Tuanzi rushed back to his room, emptied the contents of his backpack, and instead packed so things like bank cards, then slipped out through the back door with his backpack.
The Feng Family was different now; there were very few people in the Feng Family. The old mansion of the Feng Family covered a vast area, and it was once the site of a Prince Mansion, with five or six exits just at the main gate!
So Tuanzi left quite easily.
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