[Transmigration Book] Vicious male supporting role is soft and sweet

During evening self-study, Qin Lian handed Qin Chi a note.

But the note was not in the hands of the leaflet Qin Chi, but in the hands of the head teacher.

The teacher in charge looked at it twice, then put the note away.

Now, not only did the students know about Qin Chi's conflict with his family, but the head teacher also knew about it.

After class, the head teacher sat on a chair in the office, looking at the note in his hand, frowning again and again.

Qin Chi ran away from home?This is too much like a false news,

Because from the beginning to the end, Qin's father never took the initiative to contact him and tell him about Qin Chi's situation.

The point is that Qin Chi doesn't look like he ran away from home at all!

The teacher in charge decided to ask Qin Lian to understand the situation first.

After all, he was still worried about what would happen if Qin Chi didn't come to school if he went to find Qin Chi directly.

Standing in the office, Qin Lian lowered her head halfway.

"Qin Lian, did Qin Chi say when he plans to go home?"

The head teacher's question seemed very straight to the point.

If Qin Chi was asked directly if he ran away from home, Qin Lian might deceive him, but if asked this way, very few people would be able to respond, and would usually answer "yes" or "no".

Qin Lian shook his head slowly at first, then raised his head to look at the head teacher, with a bit of panic in his expression.

"Why didn't you tell the teacher about such a big thing? It's not safe for Qin Chi to live outside alone." The head teacher said with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

He didn't look like he hated Qin Chi at all.

Qin Lian, who lowered her head again, pursed her lips slightly.

This is different from what he expected.

Wouldn't the head teacher think that Qin Chi was a rebellious and disobedient student after he found out that Qin Chi had run away from home?

If the homeroom teacher could hear Qin Lian's heart, he would probably say: "You have nothing to do with rain."

"Okay, you go back to the classroom, the next evening self-study is about to start." Looking at the time, the class teacher told Qin Lian to go back to the classroom.

After confirming this matter, the head teacher took out the file bag of the student's contact number, and took out Qin Chi's copy.

The call was made quickly.

"Hello, I'm Qin Chi's head teacher."

"Ms. Li, may I ask what happened to the young master?" A voice that seemed to be a little older came from the other side of the phone.

And judging from the address, the person who answered the phone was not Qin Chi's father.

"Teacher Li?" Hearing that Teacher Li didn't respond to him, the butler called out again.

"Excuse me?" Teacher Li asked very politely.

"It's the housekeeper of the young master,"

The housekeeper answered Teacher Li's question respectfully.

Most of the children in No. [-] Middle School were born with golden spoons in their mouths, so Teacher Li is still in a very calm mood right now.

It's normal to have a housekeeper.

However, Qin Chi's father is still alive, so leaving the housekeeper's phone number... Is it really normal?

The students in the classroom were very curious about what was written on the note Qin Lian gave Qin Chi, and then the head teacher called Qin Chi to the office and said something.

Because of this, quite a lot of people looked at Qin Lian.

This was quite to Qin Chi's liking, he didn't like being watched by so many people.

Many students were guessing that the head teacher should call Qin Chi to the office soon, but Qin Chi was not called to the office until the evening self-study and school.

But several classmates, because they cared too much about gossip and were obsessed with gossip, they didn't touch a word of their homework.

Either go home and stay up late to finish it, or just "reference" the answer tomorrow morning on the spot.

It was at this moment that Qin Chi realized that his feet were aching.

The pain, which is so subtle that it can hardly be felt, is real.

But he didn't say anything, just quietly followed Shen Jizhi not far behind.

However, for some reason, Qin Chi felt that Shen Jizhi was walking much slower today than before.

The private car was parked at the school gate, and Qin Chi saw it when he walked out of the school gate.

He subconsciously looked towards Silence.

"It's always a bit unsafe at night," Shen Jizhi explained, and opened the car door for Qin Chi,

The lights inside the car also turned on at this time.

After both of them got into the car, the head teacher quietly revealed half of his face.

Did Qin Chi run away from home and live in Shen Jizhi's house?

With such a realization, the homeroom teacher immediately calmed down a little panicked.

If Qin Chi lived in Shen Jizhi's house, why would he worry about it?

You can completely ignore it.

No, I can't say that I don't care about it... Forget it, let's ask the monitor tomorrow morning.

The so-called curve to save the country, Mr. Li understands that as long as the country can be saved, as for the process, then it is not important at all.

In the car.

"Does it still hurt?" Shen Jizhi suddenly asked.

Qin Chi thought he was talking about the wrist, so he shook his head seriously.

At this moment, his wrist really didn't feel any pain at all.

But then, Shen Jizhi stretched out his hand and pointed at Qin Chi's feet.

When Qin Chi kicked that chair, he must have hit his own foot.

"Did the monitor walk so slowly after school just now?" Qin Chi subconsciously asked this question.

The answer to this question was not announced until the two of them returned home, and Qin Chi was asked to sit on the sofa by Shen Jizhi to check.

Shen Jizhi said "en".

Under the warm light in the living room, the cyan marks on Qin Chi's insteps were very obvious, at least not the kind of scars that could be easily resolved with a simple concealer.

Bringing out the medicine box, Shen Jizhi knelt down in front of the sofa.

That is, in front of Qin Chi.

"Squad leader..." When the cotton swab touched his instep, Qin Chi subconsciously stretched out his hand, preparing to stop Shen Jizhi's next move.

How can you kneel down for yourself?

This... this is too...

"Does it hurt?" The silent voice rang out slowly.

Qin Chi was startled, then shook his head, and said, "It doesn't hurt." Then in Shen Jizhi's eyes, it changed to "It hurts a little."

Qin Chi's eyes were extremely innocent, but he didn't know it.

In the next second, Shen Jizhi had carefully painted all the purple spots on Qin Chi's feet with a cotton swab.

"Go to bed early today, and I won't make up lessons."

"Squad leader, I'm really fine!" Qin Chi didn't want to give up his unique tutoring.