An Ning wore an icy expression and snapped at her son, "Ridiculous! You still don't recognize your mistake, and you claim the money you earned is rightful?"
Yu Ziqian was adamantly firm on this issue, refusing to believe he was at fault. "I didn't force them to pay me; they chose to do so willingly, and I truly helped them. What I'm doing now is a tertiary industry service, and I've done nothing illegal, so why am I wrong? How am I wrong?"
An Ning was momentarily speechless; damn it, he seemed right, he hadn't broken any laws. "Just because you haven't broken the law means you're in the right?"
"Yes." Yu Ziqian nodded vigorously.
An Ning grabbed her son's collar, looking at his defiant stance, head tilted as if he feared nothing. She wished she could straighten his neck. "Then let me ask you, when you do others' homework, do they get trained? Can they learn what the teacher taught? What if they all score zero at the finals because of your service?"
