One of the girls named Wan Wan said, "Auntie, don't worry. Nobody in the class has ever beaten Xiaobao. Pangpangpang, the bully in our class, drags Xiaobao very hard every day. He bullies his classmates and laughs at Xiaobao for not having a father, and is knocked over by Xiaobao with a fist."

Cheng yingxuan's heart is sour. No matter how much maternal love she gives her son, she can't replace his father's love. Unexpectedly, her son's classmates laugh at him for this, "Xiao Bao, how can I not know if you fight with your classmates?"

"Mom, I..." The little guy is a little at a loss.

Cheng yingxuan looked at him lovingly, "there are also right and wrong in fighting, classmates bully you, you fight back is right. Mom's just worried about you getting hurt, and there's something to tell mom

"That was the other day." Xiaobao said wisely, "the teacher asked to call the parents. It happened that school was almost over. Aunt Wang came to pick me up and temporarily acted as a parent. It is pangpangpang's fault. The teacher only told him not to fight. It's nothing. I'm afraid you're worried, so I'll tell Aunt Wang not to tell you. "

Cheng yingxuan was moved, but also a little uncomfortable. She held her son in her arms. "Baby, I'll tell my mother in the future, you know? If you don't, mom will be more worried. "

"Well." Xiao Bao's voice has a touch of nasal sound. "Well, mom, you're going to be late for work. Let's go. Drive safely. "

Cheng yingxuan nodded. After leaving the school, she went into the lane beside the road and drove out.

Cheng Xiaobao secretly followed out, standing at the school gate, silently watching his mother's car disappear at the turn of the traffic lights.

In fact, he also loves his mother, and his mother is his life.

Just, he is a boy, it is not convenient to say so numb words.

The driver Zheng Wei drove Aston Martin Howe to take the boss to the company. On the way, the boss said that he would take this way. He wanted to say that he wanted to make a detour. Boss didn't regard time as his life. How could he make him detour and waste time?

Suddenly thought of Cheng yingxuan living in the neighborhood, he understood that their cruel boss fell in love and wanted to meet his sweetheart.

Passing by the gate of a kindergarten, Yan shiting in the back seat of the bus saw a delicate little boy standing on the street looking around. He was preparing to go back to school. It seemed that he had just sent someone off.

"Stop." He ordered.

"Yes." Zheng Wei pulled over to the side of the car, just as a car drove away from the parking space, he stopped in.

Yan shiting got out of the car and walked to the school gate. His cold voice called out, "Xiao Bao!"

Looking back, Cheng Xiaobao ran over happily, "Uncle Yan, it's you."

He tried to soften his cold expression so as not to frighten the child, "do you go to school?"

"Uncle, can I say that you are not very good at talking to each other." Cheng Xiaobao raised his wristwatch and said, "look at the time. At 7:40 in the morning, this time is not for school, but also for play?"

"Look at your small appearance, only four years old, even if this time is playing, also normal." Yan shiting didn't admit that he was despised by a child's IQ, "what were you looking at just now?"

"My mother sent me to school. She went to work." Cheng Xiaobao raised his head, "uncle, you're not good at talking to me." his expression was a little worried, "you can't get a girl at this level."

Yan shiting raised a rare smile mark on his lips and touched Cheng Xiaobao's small head with his big hand, "then tell me, how can I get a girl?"

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