"What did you just say? Who do you think you're talking to? Little girls these days, your mouths are so nasty!" Flora Huang's face turned beet red at Yolanda's words. She glared at her, absolutely furious.
All these years as Victor Deng's wife, Flora's been treated like royalty at school—even the principal gives her face. Nobody's ever dared talk back to her like this, especially not some bratty teenage girl!
"Oh please, even if my words are harsh, they're still prettier than the crap you pull. If I slapped you, I'd leave a crater bigger than the Grand Canyon!" Yolanda Fang stood with her hands on her hips, rolling her eyes with zero respect.
"Aunt Joy hasn't done a single thing wrong. You're the one who's totally gross." Lynn Chen nodded, looking at Flora Huang with pure disgust.
Just a minute ago, outside the door, Lynn Chen was already fuming when she heard Flora's trash talk.
Sure, Lynn used to have a grudge against Evan, but when it came to Joy Zheng, she was always way more gentle.
To Lynn, Joy Zheng was the definition of kind and sweet. Seeing her look embarrassed when they walked in just made Lynn feel even worse inside.
"You called me an old auntie? You're the real auntie here!" Flora Huang was shaking all over, pointing a finger at Joy Zheng and snapping, "Ms. Zheng! Did you bring these two girls here on purpose? I always thought you were honest, but now you're just getting worse!"
Before Joy could answer, Yolanda Fang strode up and slapped Flora's finger away, sneering, "Oh, 'Ms. Huang'? All you do is bully Aunt Joy because she's nice, huh? Cowards like you shouldn't even be teachers. I feel sorry for your students."
"And FYI, Aunt Joy didn't bring me here. I just can't stand people like you. Look at yourself—living the pampered life, thinking everyone should kiss up to you. You're so fat, if you keep this up, high blood pressure and diabetes are gonna take you out!"
Yolanda's insults just kept coming, and Lynn Chen jumped right in, nodding hard at Flora Huang: "Way too fat. My mom weighs half as much as you. Honestly, I hope you get wrecked by illness soon."
"You... you two!" Flora Huang was shaking with rage, totally speechless.
Mr. Paul Zhang, who'd been standing off to the side, suddenly stepped forward, scowling fiercely at Yolanda Fang and Lynn Chen. "Which school are you two from?"
"You think you're untouchable? I've never met students like you! Who's your teacher? I'm calling them right now so they can see what kind of troublemakers they're raising!" Mr. Paul Zhang fished out his phone as he ranted.
He pulled out his phone, glaring daggers at Yolanda and Lynn, his eyes full of menace.
When a teacher can't win, they always pull the same trick—call your school, call your parents, try to scare you into submission. Classic small-town move.
Sure, Mr. Paul Zhang is just an elementary teacher, but in Whitewood County, he knows a ton of other teachers. He thinks he's got pull.
He was really about to call the girls' teachers, right in front of everyone.
"I'm from Brightsea No. 1 High School," Lynn Chen said coolly.
"Brightsea No. 2 High for me. You wanna call my teacher? Go ahead, big man. Do you even know which way my school gate faces? Here, want my teacher's number?" Yolanda flipped him the bird right to his face, grinning.
Brightsea No. 1 High School?
Brightsea No. 2 High School?
When Mr. Paul Zhang heard that, his hand froze mid-dial. He glanced at Lynn and Yolanda, his expression flickering.
He knew a ton of teachers in Whitewood County, sure—but Brightsea? Not a single one.
Besides, even if Mr. Zhang did get their teacher's number and called, those Brightsea teachers probably wouldn't give him the time of day.
"Want my number? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Say something, tough guy!" Yolanda got right up in Mr. Zhang's face, firing off a barrage of "huhs" like a machine gun.
Everyone's eyes were glued to Mr. Zhang. He saw Yolanda pressing in, and his phone hand started to shake.
Suddenly, his face twisted. He gripped his phone like a fist and swung straight at Yolanda.
"Watch out!" Lynn Chen and Joy Zheng both shouted, faces going pale.
Yolanda froze in shock, her face going white as Mr. Zhang's fist came flying at her.