Tang Yujin sat beside her and said, "Human life is indeed fragile. However, we won't leave you as long as you don't want to."
Han Luo's eyes welled up with tears. She nodded without a word.
Han Sheng Ming suddenly questioned Tang Yujin, "Did that crazy guy look familiar to you? I think I saw him somewhere."
Tang Yujin had a black file with him. He opened it and answered, "You are not wrong. He is from your rival school. Last year, you won against his basketball team and got the trophy. Does it ring a bell?"
As he showed the document inside the fine, Han Sheng Ming's eyes widened in surprise. "I remember him now. He is Alexander Jones. He is sixteen years old and he plays basketball. He is also the vice-captain of the basketball team. No wonder he looked familiar."
Tang Yujin closed the file and gave them detail, "He is the only son of the President of the Jones Corporation, Lawrence Jones. He is the heir of the company which means we will meet in the company parties from now on."
Since they turned sixteen, they were told to attend business parties and connect with people. It will help them to connect with people and grow relationships. When Han Luo turns sixteen, she will also have to do the same thing.
Han Sheng Ming wondered, "I understand that he is a big shot like us but what was he doing here?"
Tang Yujin replied, "He is supposed to get admitted to this school."
Han Sheng Ming was stunned. "Huh? Is he crazy? If he really wanted to get admitted to this school why did he do such a thing?"
"There could be only one reason. He doesn't want to change his school," Mo Yuan spoke this time.
Han Sheng Ming nodded in understanding. "That makes sense. So, he created this incident only because he didn't want to study here. Good. If he stays here, I will make sure his life is in hell. Now I want to know what the Tigress is going to do now."
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The Vice President was staring at Mrs. Rosaline Jones. She coldly asked, "Do you know what your son did?"
Mrs. Rosaline Jones calmly said, "Vice Principal, I know what he did but he is still a child. There is no need to make it overdramatic-"
"Overdramatic!" the Vice Principal slapped her table. "Your son drove a car without a license, injured by students, nearly killed my two top students, punched a harmless student council member, and then began a fight with the top basketball player of our school."
She was seething in anger and asked in a low tone, "Let me ask you Mrs. Jones, are you a spy of another school trying to ruin the reputation of this school by sending your delinquent child here?"
Mrs. Rosaline Jones was jolted in surprise as the Vice Principal snapped at her. Inside her mouth was dry. Her lips trembled as she opened her mouth and said, "Vice Principal, I know my son did something reckless. I can pay for their student's medical fee and-"
The Vice Principal didn't let her finish. "Of course you will pay the medical fee but that doesn't mean I won't send your son to the police station."
Mrs. Rosaline Jones became angrier. "Vice Principal! This is too much. I won't accept that rude behavior-"
The Vice Principal cut her off once again, "If you don't want people to act rude in front of you then teach your son how to be a human. You may leave and forget about him attending this school. He almost killed my world famous students on the first day. I cannot allow him to my school for a second."
Mrs. Rosaline Jones didn't give up. She demanded, "I want to meet the students who got injured."
The Vice Principal firmly said, "I won't let a criminal's doting mother meet them. I'm asking you politely to leave. Please don't let me drag you out just like your son."
Mrs. Rosaline Jones was kicked out of the Vice Principal's room. Her face was red in shame. She looked at her son whose face was full of bruises and cuts. Her heart broke seeing his like that.
She wanted to scold him but couldn't. Instead of that, she softly retorted, "Alex, why did you take my car and did something like this? Do you like your parents being insulted by others?"
Alexander Jones gazed at his mother and answered her seemingly soft tone, "Mom, you know I don't want to transfer in this school. Why didn't you tell father not to force me? If I didn't do it today, you two would force me to attend this school."
Mrs. Rosaline Jones shook her head helplessly. "Silly child, we did it because President Smith requested us to give Larry a helping hand. That's why we wanted you to attend this school."
Upon hearing his mother's words, Alexander Jones frowned. "Larry? Why does Larry need a helping hand in the school?"
"You didn't know anything because you were in Canada. Listen," Mrs. Rosaline Jones lowered her voice and explained the whole situation, "Larry drugged two women in a nightclub and one of them was President Mo's adopted daughter. His only son beat him up and sent him to the hospital. President Mo was upset about this incident and warned President Smith. President Mo's son has two powerful friends who were also in the same school. However, Larry is all alone. If he starts going to this school after coming out of the hospital, do you think President Mo's son and his friends will let him go?"
Alexander Jones had a headache. 'Stupid Larry, if you wanted to sleep with a woman, you should have taken her in your house. Why did you go to a nightclub?'
He asked his mother, "Why didn't you tell me this sooner? If you did, I wouldn't have done that."
His mother snapped at him, "Don't you dare to point your finger at me, son."