Chapter 7 — The Kindergarten Class Asked Me to Pay 200,000 Yuan in Tuition Fees, But I Couldn't Have a Son

Lam Nhien raised his hand to block it.

“If you touch it again, I will handle it by obstructing the meeting and destroying evidence.”

The mother-in-law's arm stiffened in mid-air. Chu Du Xuyen looked at me.

“Nam Kieu, do you have to smear your family in front of outsiders?”

I looked at him.

“When you guys stole Niem Niem's school spot.”

“You don't consider her a member of the family.”

This time Chu Du Xuyen did not continue to argue. He took out a piece of paper from his briefcase. Push towards the principal.

"This is the authorization letter that Nam Kieu signed before."

I looked down. The title clearly states: Power of Attorney to Replace Children's Adult Records and Admission Applications Authorized by: Late Nam Kieu. Authorized person: Tham Man. The signature still looks like mine. But the last stroke of the word "Kieu" is still as light as before. The head of the parent committee immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

“If there is a power of attorney, this is probably still just a matter of family communication.”

The principal also looked at me.

“Miss Co, can you confirm for us whether this is a document signed by you?”

Mother-in-law immediately intervened.

“Of course it's signed.”

"Now he's changed his mind, so he's using the children's performance to vent his anger."

Tham Man bowed his head and wiped his tears.

“Miss Nam Kieu, I always thought you knew about this.”

The atmosphere in the meeting room began to change again. Someone said in a low voice:

"If adults divorce, divorce, don't affect the children."

There were also people who looked at the phone in my hand with wary eyes. As if I wasn't the one demanding justice. It's a mother who lost control and destroyed the children's stage. The first card is still not enough to defeat them. The principal said the school will verify all records. But tonight's International Children's Day performance list cannot be finalized yet. The head of the parent committee is also very good at mediation.

"The documents Ms. Co provided are correct and need to be verified."

“But your performance should not be affected by adult conflicts.”

“How about this, the temporary lead dance position for the two of you to take on together?”

Location robbers. And the person whose position was stolen. Stand next to each other. How fair that sounds. Chu Du Xuyen breathed a sigh of relief. The mother-in-law also immediately chimed in:

“That's right.”

“Two little kids dancing together, how nice.”

Tham Man bowed his head and wiped his tears.

“I don't fight.”

“As long as Tinh Tinh has a chance.”

The mouth says no fighting. But her hand has been on the list for a long time. Under the table. Chu Du Xuyen sent me a message. About the signature, go home and talk about it. The second news immediately appeared. Niem Niem still needs his father's coordination when he goes to elementary school. Think carefully. I looked at those two lines of text. The man sitting across from me still had a dignified look on his face. Still acting like everything is for the children. But in the phone. Every sentence, every word is a threat. I looked at the principal.

“If it can be verified that the profile is fake.”

“Is Chu Tinh Than still eligible to participate in the school's International Children's performance?”

The principal hesitated.

"According to regulations, children who do not study at school are not allowed to participate in official performances."

“So why are we sitting here tonight talking about letting a kid from out of school take over as lead dancer?”

The principal could not answer. Even the sub-department head The brother also looked confused. Right at that moment. There was a knock on the door. A young teacher stood outside the door. In his hand he held a stack of registration forms.

“Principal, I found the performance costume registration form.”

The principal seemed to see a savior.

“Bring it here.”

The teacher placed the stack of papers on the table. I glanced over. In the category of recipients of leading dance costumes. Originally written: Chu Niem Niem. Then smeared with an erasing pen. Written above: Chu Tinh Than. Recipient: Ton Ngoc Phan. I turned to look at my mother-in-law. Her face immediately turned white.

“I... I just accept help first.”

“Which child should I help?”

Her lips moved. But could not answer. The young teacher added in a low voice:

“There is also a photo of the costume deposit transfer.”

“The transferee is Ms. Tham.”

The tears on Tham Man's face immediately stopped. Chu Du Xuyen turned to look at her.

“Didn't you say you were just asking?”

Tham Man panicked.

“I'm afraid Tinh Tinh doesn't have any acting equipment.”

"Mr. Du Xuyen, I'm just doing it for my children."

Mother-in-law is also impatient.

“It's not Man Man's fault.”

“I said to accept first.”

“Anyway, mother Niem Niem's dress can be sewn herself.”

“And Tinh Tinh doesn't have it!”

The expressions of the parents in the room completely changed. The mother whose daughter was in the class was the first to speak.

“So this is not a proposal to replace people.”

“And you guys secretly took the costumes?”

The head of the parent committee wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Maybe... there's some misunderstanding here.”

I picked up the costume receipt. The finger gently tapped the edited name line. Then he raised his head and looked at everyone.

“This is not a misunderstanding.”

“This is a plan that has been prepared in advance.”

“There was no misunderstanding.”

“My daughter's name has been erased.”

“That is the result.”