My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

However, no matter how he struggled, the hand that was grabbing his arm was like a poisonous snake that was wrapped around him tightly. He still couldn't break free no matter how hard he struggled.

Zhong Qingran suddenly stopped and turned to look at Du Jingyuan, frowning and blaming him.

"Xiao Yuan, don't mess around. Come home with Mommy. Mommy and Daddy will dote on you twice as much in the future and make up for all the lost time in the past, okay?"

As she spoke, Zhong Qingran became loving again.

However, her loving look made Du Jingqian's hair stand on end and he was extremely terrified.

"No, no, no, I'm not going with you. I don't want to go with you. Let go of me!" Du Jingyuan's voice suddenly became sharp, and the trembling and fear in it were very obvious.

"Xiao Yuan, be good. Don't be willful, okay? Mommy will make you something delicious when we get home."

After saying that, Zhong Qingran dragged Du Jingyuan out of the campus again, as if she didn't notice his resistance.

Even though Du Jingyuan was a man, he was only twelve years old now after all. He struggled with all his might, but he couldn't break free from Zhong Qingran's grip.

"Uncle, Uncle, save me!"

Seeing that he was about to be pulled out of the school gate, Du Jingyuan panicked and asked the school security guard standing at the door for help.

The middle-aged guard looked at the two of them strangely, as if he didn't understand what they were doing.

"Uncle, save me. I don't want to leave with her. I don't want to go with her. Help me, help me, Uncle!"

Du Jingyuan grabbed the middle-aged guard's uniform tightly with his hand that wasn't grabbed. The fear on his face was completely revealed in the middle-aged guard's eyes.

The middle-aged guard seemed to realize that something was wrong and quickly went forward to stop Zhong Qingran, who wanted to leave. "Madam, this student said he doesn't want to leave with you. Look..."

"He's my son. What has it got to do with you if I take my son out of school? Get out of my way!"

Zhong Qingran's eyes were full of malevolence as she stared at the middle-aged guard like a poisonous snake.

The middle-aged guard seemed to be startled by her expression and subconsciously wanted to move aside.

"Uncle, no, she's already divorced from my father. My father is my custodian. I don't want to go with her. Uncle, help me. I'm not going with her. Right, call my father. Can you call my father for me? Please, Uncle!"

Du Jingyuan looked at the middle-aged guard with pleading eyes.

He left his phone in the classroom, or he would have been able to call his father himself.

Ever since what happened a year ago, he had been traumatized by his mother. Coupled with his father's instructions, he was very resistant to leaving with his mother.

He was afraid that what happened a year ago would happen again.

Even though he was still young, it didn't mean that he couldn't feel whether a person had good or bad intentions towards him.

Seeing Du Jingyuan like this, the middle-aged guard hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

However, as soon as the middle-aged guard took out his phone, Zhong Qingran snatched it away and threw it on the ground fiercely.

The phone immediately shattered into pieces.

The middle-aged guard didn't expect Zhong Qingran to snatch his phone and smash it without saying anything. He couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Then, his eyes were full of anger. "H-How can you break my phone?"

"So what if I did? Who asked you to be nosy? Get lost!" Zhong Qingran's eyes were full of viciousness and her tone was fierce. She didn't take the middle-aged guard seriously at all.