After saying this, Nan Yan let go of her in disgust.
He took out the wet wipes from his schoolbag, and wiped An Muyao's hand that had just touched it carefully.
After wiping, she raised her eyes evilly and defiantly, and stuffed the used tissue directly into An Muyao's collar.
An Muyao: "!!"
She wanted to scream.
However, on the outside, she had to maintain her image.
She hastily took out the wet wipe that Nanyan stuffed into her collar, her eyes were red and she wanted to accuse her.
Facing Shang Nanyan's dangerous eyes, she was stuck in her throat and couldn't speak.
Nan Yan curled her lips and smiled evilly: "I wish you good luck for the weekend performance."
An Muyao didn't believe that she would be so kind.
If it was Nanyan from before, it might be possible.
But since the two of them fell out a few days ago, Nan Yan clearly only had hostility towards her.
So, what did she mean by this?
However, it didn't take long for her to know.
From the second class, her right shoulder started to hurt.
At first it was just a little sore, not too noticeable.
As time went by, the pain in her shoulder became more and more severe.
In the end, she couldn't even hold the pen, and she cried in pain.
"Student An, what's wrong with you?"
An Muyao bit her lip, crying pear blossoms with rain: "Teacher, I don't know why, but my shoulder hurts so much."
The teacher knew that An Muyao was the principal violinist, so he hurriedly said with concern: "Teacher, please contact your parents and ask your parents to send you to the hospital."
"Um…"
An Muyao lay down on the table in pain. Seeing the goddess crying, the students in the class hurriedly asked her about her condition.
"Everyone, don't make noise. Classmate An looks very painful. Help her go to the infirmary first."
Lu Lehua received a call from the teacher and quickly asked the driver to drive her to Zhide High School.
After arriving, regardless of the high heels on his feet, he hurried to the infirmary.
"Yaoyao, what's the matter? Why is your shoulder hurting?"
When Lu Lehua saw An Muyao's red eyes from crying, his heart ached.
"I don't know..." An Muyao shook her head, "I was fine before, and I didn't get hurt."
She leaned on Lu Lehua's shoulder crying, "Mom, I hurt so much..."
"Baby, don't cry, what about the doctor, what did the doctor say?"
The infirmary of Zhide High School is equipped with specially hired school doctors with high medical skills.
The school doctor just came out with the film, shook his head and said, "Mrs. An, student An's shoulder is not injured at all, and there is no sign of redness, swelling or inflammation. There is no problem here."
In other words, let them go to the hospital for examination.
Lu Lehua's expression suddenly became serious, "Yaoyao, mom will take you to the hospital."
An Muyao nodded.
At that moment, Lu Lehua carefully supported An Muyao, and wanted to take her away.
An Muyao grabbed Lu Lehua's hand suddenly, and said anxiously, "Mom, it's Yanyan!"
She suddenly remembered what Nanyan said to her at the school gate.
There's no way she'd say anything to her to wish her luck for no reason.
It must be her!
"What is her?" Lu Lehua didn't realize it for a moment.
"At school, she squeezed my shoulder and said good luck to me, and then my shoulder started hurting..."
"Mom, I'm really sure I haven't been hurt or touched by anyone during this time."
"Only her!"
Lu Lehua's face suddenly darkened, "She dared to hurt you! I'm here to find her!"
I was in class and was interrupted.
The person who knocked on the door said to Nan Yan: "Student An, your mother is waiting for you in the office, let you go over."
Nan Yan unhurriedly put away all the open books and went to the office.
Three times in three days, this frequency seems a bit too high.
In the office, An Muyao was still enduring the pain and crying.
Lu Lehua comforted him distressedly.
The teaching director, the head teacher of the second and fourth classes of senior high school, and the head teacher of the first class of the third year of high school were all there.
Hearing the familiar 'report', the dean couldn't help frowning.
"come in."
Nanyan pushed the door open and went in.
Lu Lehua strode directly towards her, raised his hand and slapped Nan Yan's face.
Nan Yan didn't hide, her slender hand pinched her wrist, preventing her from hitting her.
The black eyes without any emotion looked at Lu Lehua with a bit of indifference.
"You still dare to resist?" Lu Lehua gritted her teeth, but no matter how much she pulled, she couldn't pull her hand back.
Instead, Nan Yan pinched his wrist in pain.
"Mrs. An, what are you doing?"
The three onlookers didn't expect that Lu Lehua wanted to hit Nan Yan without saying anything at all.
Seeing this posture, he immediately ran over to stop it.
Seeing Nan Yan's cold and calm eyes, the teaching director couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.
I'm afraid this one can't bear it and beat her own mother too.
This is a serious moral issue.
She must not be allowed to do such a thing!
"Student Nanyan, let go of your hand first. Mrs. An is your mother after all. You two have something to say."
Nan Yan cast a faint glance at Lu Lehua, and let go of her hand.
Lu Lehua was immediately annoyed by her eyes, "What kind of eyes are you?"
"Nan Yan, do you still want to hit me?"
It's against her!
"That won't happen." Nan Yan lowered her eyes, suppressing the cruelty in her heart.
"After all, there is such a blood relationship, no matter how much you treat me, I will not do anything to you."
It's just that she will still be on An Muyao's body even more.
These words made Lu Lehua's anger a little less.
Then when she turned around and saw An Muyao's aggrieved and uncomfortable appearance, she became furious again.
Pointing at Nanyan, he said angrily: "Nanyan, what did you do to Yaoyao? Her shoulder is so painful that she can't lift it up!"
Nan Yan sneered, "What can I do to her?"
"In front of so many people, do I still dare to hit her?"
Dean:"…"
How could he not believe her words so much?
When did she hit someone, not in front of so many people?
"That Yaoyao said you pinched her shoulder..."
Nan Yan interrupted her, put her hand on her shoulder and squeezed it, her eyebrows and eyes mocking, "Mrs. An, this kind of strength can make her hurt like that?"
"Could it be that she is made of paper and will shatter when touched?"
"But…"
Nan Yan interrupted her again with a cold tone, "If Mrs. An doesn't believe it, then I can't help it. You go to the hospital for an examination. If you find out that it has something to do with me, I will let you handle it."
Being interrupted twice, Lu Lehua couldn't save face, and said angrily, "I'm your mother, what's your name, Mrs. An?"
Nan Yan raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you tell Fourth Brother that if I don't go home to live, I won't go back to An's house again?"
"I understand what it means. I will no longer be an An family member in the future."
"It's just right, I have time to move my account out, and I want to change it back to Nanyan."