Ten Day Ultimatum Chapter 201

Chapter 201 Happiness?

I have to give props to Chen Ting for her acting skills. She looked like she genuinely cared for every child.

That day, the little boy nad Chen Muran soiled his pants, and I was disgusted to the core. I made him stand in the classroom with his dirty pants on as punishnt and had all the other kids take turns laughing at him. He dared to ss with —he got what he deserved.

But then Chen Ting ca in, and without a word, she picked the boy up and carried him to the bathroom. She not only washed his body with warm water but also cleaned those shit-stained pants.

I often wondered, did she really need to go that far?

What’s the point of trying to please these kids?

Will they give her money to spend?

A few days later, I realized I was wrong. Pleasing these kids really does work.

One day, a child’s father suddenly showed up at the kindergarten and handed both Chen Ting and a beautiful gold necklace each. He said, {Teachers work hard; this is just a small token of appreciation.}

Before either of us could say anything, the man quickly left.

Seriously? Such an amazing thing?

I don’t even have to sleep (with another) to receive a gold necklace?

No wonder my parents were willing to mortgage the house to make a kindergarten teacher—had they already thought of this?

This was a surefire, no-brainer bargain!

Chen Ting refused to accept the necklace, rummaging through the child’s registration address to send it back.

She’s really naive. This is what we deserve. I didn’t care whether she took it or not—I was perfectly happy with it.

After she sent the necklace back, that father seed to have figured sothing out. From then on, he only sent gifts, completely ignoring Chen Ting.

Chen Ting only has herself to bla for this.

After that, I beca smarter. Every day, I made sure to escort the children to the entrance of the kindergarten, morizing the cars their parents drove. The children who arrived in rcedes or BMWs deserved to be treated well, while those who ca on bicycles didn’t even deserve to be in my presence.

If the parents treated well, I’d treat their children well—that’s only fair, am I wrong?

Otherwise, as a stranger, why should I care for their kids with all my heart?

Soon, so of the parents caught on to my intentions. After a whole year, I felt like I had returned to the happiest ti of my life. I could get whatever I wanted. The things I didn’t need, I sold online. Before long, I moved out of my parents’ place and rented my own apartnt.

The feeling was absolutely wonderful. I’d gotten rid of two burdens and was working hard to make my life more refined.

But one day the principal called into her office.

This middle-aged woman had a very serious expression, and just looking at her made want to vomit.

"Did you accept gifts from the parents?" she asked.

"No, I didn’t..." I gave a slight smile and replied.

The middle-aged woman sighed, "You need to understand, getting here wasn’t easy for you. Your mother even kneeled to . I hope you can settle down and work properly. This is your first offense, so I won’t dig deeper. Just return the items, and we’ll consider the matter closed."

"Huh?" I pretended not to understand. "I really don’t know, Principal, what is it you want to return?"

"Soone has already reported you," she continued, "so you better be careful. If I hear anything like this again, you’ll be packing your bags and going ho."

Although I was shaking with anger, I forced out a smile and said, "Alright, Principal, I understand."

Who could have reported ?

The parents?

Impossible. They should know the consequences of crossing . I’d take all my frustration out on their children.

Thinking it over, there’s only one person—it must be Chen Ting.

How dare she ruin what’s mine?

I really don’t understand why God was so unfair to . Every ti I start to feel happy, soone always shows up to ruin it.

Can’t you all just let be happy?

All the teachers in this kindergarten disgust . They pretend to care only about the children, and yet they make out to be the odd one.

What exactly are they pretending?

How could anyone truly care for soone else’s child with all their heart?

I decided it was ti to teach Chen Ting a lesson. If she wasn’t going to let have peace, then I wasn’t going to let her have it either.

I brought a utility knife and called Chen Ting to the restroom. I prepared to confront her, and if she had the nerve to confess that she reported , I would ruin her face.

"What's up, Xiao Ran?" Chen Ting looked tired; she had just finished putting a few children to sleep.

"Why did you report ?" I asked.

"Report you?" Chen Ting looked clearly confused. "What do you an, report you?"

"Don't play dumb!" I snapped back. "How did the principal find out I accepted gifts from the parents?"

"Huh?" Chen Ting slowly furrowed her brows. "Xiao Ran, the fact that you accepted gifts is known by the parents of over thirty children in the class. Anyone could have reported you."

"That’s not possible," I shook my head. "They wouldn’t dare ss with , or I'll make sure their brats pay the price."

The more Chen Ting listened, the angrier she got. She couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Ran, I really want to know—what do you see these little children as? {Hostages}?"

"Hostages?"

"How can you call yourself a teacher when you're using these children to threaten their parents into giving you gifts?" Chen Ting's voice grew louder, irritating . "If you hate children so much, why did you choose this profession? They see you as a dependable figure, but what do you offer them in return?"

"What—" I was taken aback by Chen Ting's strong reaction, leaving at a loss for words. "What does it matter to you what profession I choose?"

"You’re right, your choice of profession is none of my business, but you’re not allowed to mistreat those children anymore." Chen Ting swiped the screen of her phone, visibly upset, and found a photo that revealed a bruise on a child's leg. "Did you know that Shan Shan’s leg has been bruised from soone pinching her?"

"I don’t know."

I turned my head away, finding the situation ridiculous. So what if I pinched her?

Is there any evidence?

That little slut Shan Shan cos from a flat-broke family; how could she possibly be a threat to ?

"I'm warning you, Xiao Ran," Chen Ting said, glaring at . "If I catch you in the act, I will call the police. If you hate this job so much, then quit imdiately. What you're doing now will ruin these children's lives. We are their first ntors; we have a duty to provide them with a safe and nurturing environnt, not one of neglect and abuse."

"You..." I gritted my teeth, unable to find the words to retort.

"If you keep going down this path, the number of people who report you will only increase. Just wait to be fired."

What the hell.

How dare she, an intern, talk to a permanent employee in such a manner?

I do hate this job, but why should I listen to her?

As I watched her storm off, the utility knife in my hand almost snapped from my grip.