My Husband, Li Yuan

Not someone to have a way with words, Lu Zhen pulled a long face as he protected Lu Guoguo behind him. His clear eyes faced the woman with stubbornness and callousness. 

The drum instructor was a young female in her twenties. The woman's aggressive berating put the instructor on the spot and at a loss of what to do. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Chen. It's my fault. I'm in the wrong. I should've kept a better eye on the kids. It's my responsibility. Can we forget about it and move past this?" 

"Forget about it and move past it?" The woman abruptly turned high-pitched while angrily pointing at Lu Zhen. "The little monster beat my son up, and you want me to let it go?"