Jun Meilin could not help thinking that she could not catch a break, Mingzhu's school had called when they were leaving the government office. Apparently, her feisty daughter had managed to get herself involved in another scrape. It was the third one in this year alone.
On arriving at the school with Jingzhe, they were taken directly to the principal's office. Meilin found her stubborn daughter standing near the corner, her arms crossed across her chest and the look in her eyes as fierce as that of a little lion cub. On her face were a few scratches and on the back of her right hand, a fresh wound that not been treated.
Her opponent was a young boy, her classmate that Mei Mei recognized. He had one of the loudest mothers in the school, a woman that loved being the center of attention.
