Husband, don't play by the rules

Assistant Su Te shook his head quickly when he heard it, and said very kindly and softly: "I heard the teacher said that the child is fine, so let's just tell the child not to fight anymore, it is inevitable for the child."

Song Jiajia, who ran out first, was not happy. When she heard that Su Tezhu didn't speak to her, she yelled loudly: "No, I want Dad to come. You can't come."

Su Te helped coax the child in his arms and said, "Okay, I'll take you to find Dad right now, and let Dad come if there is any problem."

After coaxing her softly for a long time, Song Jiajia finally calmed down a bit.

Gu Xiaoxi just leaned against the side of the table and watched quietly, with a solemn face, bright and deep eyes, no emotion could be seen.

Su Tezhu's beautiful eyes were obviously suspicious, he looked at Gu Xiaoxi and said, "You are very similar to my old friend Gu Xiaoxi."

It's only been a few years, it's a lie if they don't know each other, it's just that Gu Xiaoxi doesn't want to care about Song's family anymore.

"Really? You've got the wrong person!" Gu Xiaoxi responded lightly.

Su Tezhu raised his eyebrows confidently, and said with a faint smile: "No way, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I don't even know anyone? It's just that Miss Gu is getting younger and more energetic. What about your child? "

Gu Xiaoxi let out an indifferent "hum".

The two children ran out of the room, and saw their mother jumping and jumping happily at [-]:[-].

Two round and pink children, like the two elves in his own fairy tales.

Seeing that the two came out at nine o'clock and ten o'clock, Jiajia was aggrieved and cried to Su Tezhu in a coquettish voice, "Uncle."

At nine o'clock, she made a face at Jiajia, then thrust her childish little face into her waist with arrogance, raised her beautiful starry eyes on her fair face and said, "Girls love to cry, If you beat someone else and you still cry, who told you to beat my sister?"

Assistant Su Te was even more taken aback when he looked at the little boy. He pointed to Gu Xiaoxi and opened his mouth to say nothing.

Gu Xiaoxi ignored his expression, knelt down and took his son's hand and whispered, "Hey, listen to the teacher."

The little boy jumped up and didn't sell his mother's account, and shouted sharply: "Whoever tells her to beat my sister first, if she dares to beat my sister, I will join her and let her cry."

The teacher on the side also coaxed helplessly and said: "You can't fight. If you have something to talk to the teacher."

Nine o'clock looked like an adult, beat the teacher, and said in a childish voice: "Teacher, why don't you understand that it was Song Jiajia who fought, not me. Can you control her?"

Because the teacher didn't understand the truth, I was so angry that I jumped up at nine o'clock.

The teacher was really embarrassed by what nine o'clock said. She blushed and said to Su Tezhu, "Yes, your child is too domineering. You should also say something about her."

Ten o'clock seemed to recognize that Su Tezhu was the parent, and said to him politely, tenderly, sweetly and crisply: "Xiao Shu, ten o'clock is very good, never fights or scolds, ten o'clock is a lot better award."

Song Jiajia seemed to be more excited with Su Tezhu, and she still had her feet condescending to kick ten o'clock in Su Tezhu's arms.

It's just that Su Tezhu hugged her and hid quickly without kicking her. Nine o'clock fists were clenched, so fast that no one could catch her, and he just punched Su Tezhu when he went up.

Seeing the arrogance of that little face, Su Te's assistant clearly looked exactly like his president.

He was funny in his heart, it seemed that they were all other people's children, it was better for him to have one thing less, and let the president come in person if there was anything else to do.

In the end, nothing happened, and the kindergarten teachers heaved a sigh of relief. They didn't expect the incident that caused them headaches to be so simple, as if it had never happened.

Several people were secretly surprised.

Gu Xiaoxi found out that she had found the wrong kindergarten for her child, so she took the time to find it again.

Sadly, the time didn't last even a day. The next day, the teacher called again, and her son scratched Song Jiajia's face. This time, the teacher sounded panicked and angry, and urged her to go over immediately.

Why are there so many headaches.

She put down her work, called Ruili and said, "I can't take it anymore, the kids are fighting again, you should quickly find a new kindergarten and transfer to another kindergarten."

Driving to the kindergarten, she saw the familiar and flamboyant sports car at the door, and her heart sank. According to her understanding, he was not happy today, and it seemed that it was because of his daughter's frequent contact with him.

I heard from the kindergarten teacher: This Jiajia is used to being arrogant in the kindergarten, and no one dares to provoke her.

Now that a tough opponent like Jiu O'clock has come, how can I let it go.

She was wearing a light blue dress, carrying a small white bag, and walked in bravely.

The teacher had already been waiting in the office, even the principal came over in person, and there were several black-clothed bodyguards outside the kindergarten.

What a big style, it seems that the real thing is here.

Gu Xiaoxi frowned, afraid of something.

Song Jiajia was sitting in her father's arms, sobbing tenderly, and her father was looking at the wound on her face with distress, and her face was full of gloom.

As soon as Gu Xiaoxi showed up, she had already forgotten the embarrassment in her heart. She no longer wanted this man to be the father of her child, and she gave up that idea since she knew he had a child.

A good and happy home, it seems that a fantasy is far away from me, it will be a lost dream.

Since this is the case, it can be said that the father-in-law is the mother-in-law, and she has to make decisions for her children.

Why should she and his children be angry with them.

She hummed disapprovingly in her heart. Her child didn't get any paternal love from him, and his paternal love was given to other women's children. What hope did she have? Now that everything was gone, she was a child. The only reliance, she must give the child the best room for growth.

She glanced at the man who looked up in disdain, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm the parent at nine o'clock and ten o'clock, shall we go and show your child the injury first, we seem to need to understand the situation when we get down."

This familiar voice in the dream made the eyes staring at his daughter's wronged face frown into a pimple, raised that cold and proud face, those star eyes turned a few times, and sank into the deep pool .

Time has left more aloofness and coldness on his face, and even the once pure and elegant have been covered with icicles.

"Are you a parent?"

He asked in a calm and deep way that people can't guess.

"Yes." Gu Xiaoxi could only answer truthfully, there was nothing dishonorable about her child.

"Would you like to meet the child?" He suddenly raised this question directly, causing Gu Xiaoxi to hesitate unprepared.

The teacher didn't wait for Gu Xiaoxi's answer, and nodded to Song Yihe fawningly, before calling out to the room: "Nine o'clock, ten o'clock, your mother is here."

As soon as the mother came, the two children flew over like two little butterflies.

The faces of the two children were all pink. It just so happened that a new teacher came here today, and the teacher followed. As soon as he entered the office, the teacher swept the faces of the two parents with immature eyes. , and said seriously: "You two are parents at nine o'clock and ten o'clock! You have seen it too, your family grabbed Song Jiajia's face at nine o'clock. This Jiajia's father is the famous Song Jiajia. President of the Group, it’s hard for us as teachers to explain it, so please show it to Jiajia first when you meet with your parents later.”

"Jiajia, let the teacher hug you, don't let the uncle hug you."

The little female teacher's attentiveness made Jia Jia burst into tears, hugging her father's neck and saying, "Daddy, daddy."

The little teacher was stunned, blushed, and turned her round eyes. Embarrassed, she pointed to nine o'clock and ten o'clock, so she said unsophisticatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you are Jiajia's father. I think nine ten o'clock looks so much like you, I thought you were a family."

The little teacher's explanation with a blushing face made Song Yihe observe the two children carefully, his left eyebrow slightly raised, and his starry eyes calmly looked up at Gu Xiaoxi.

Nine o'clock is not afraid of the heavens and the earth. As soon as he came in, he saw that Song Yihe was Song Jiajia's father. He put his hand on his waist unceremoniously, and said calmly like a little general who was commanding: "It depends on the injury. We went to see it together, and she pulled my sister's hair."

At nine o'clock, I was really serious. I took my little hand out of my pocket and stretched out my chubby little hand.

"This is my sister's hair. I have to reattach it one by one. I can't pass this young master's test without one hair."

Really like a little man, Song Yihe's deep eyes flickered a few times.

The little guy's thick eyebrows tightly furrowed, and those bright and shining star eyes raised his left eyebrow, which was really familiar.

Song Yihe's heart skipped a beat, the anger just now disappeared, he didn't know if it was because his daughter pulled his hair, or something else.

Seeing that her daughter had lost so much hair, Gu Xiaoxi hugged her daughter who was hugging her leg distressedly, and turned around, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

I panicked when I saw it at ten o'clock, so I hurriedly wiped my mother's tears, and said while wiping the tears: "Ma Ma, you are not good at ten o'clock, it made Ma Ma shed tears."

Nine o'clock is more like an elf. Seeing this battle, she cried "wow" loudly, while crying, her two bright star eyes kept turning.

Song Yihe didn't say anything, just sat there quietly, his eyes were as deep as a pool of ink, and he looked out of the window calmly but coldly and frighteningly.

Song Yihe's unclear attitude and the crying of the mother and the two children made the teacher feel at a loss, so he hurriedly said to Gu Xiaoxi: "Parents, please stop crying. If you really can't, call the child's father over!"

I stopped crying at nine o'clock, and slapped my chest. I was a child just now, and suddenly I became a little adult: "Mama said, you are too busy to take care of us, just tell me if you have something, and the teacher will tell you if you have something to do." Say it!"

The heroism of the little boy is really pitiful, and the atmosphere of embarrassment just now made people happy.

The teacher smiled slightly, knelt down and patted Jiu O'clock's little shoulder, and pawed his little face lovingly.

Song Yihe seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes were darker than before, and his pair of cold star pupils lowered.

The cold air was overwhelming, which made the teachers nervous and embarrassed again.

He lowered his head and bent slightly, looked at the little boy softly, and asked patiently and gently, "What's your father's name?"

"My name is..."

"Go, go, show your Song Jiajia's face first."

After Gu Xiaoxi finished speaking, he didn't look at Song Yihe again, and walked out holding Jiu o'clock with one hand.

She quickly put the child in the car, locked the door, and walked out.

Without any expression, he tucked a strand of hair behind his ear.

At this time, a luxurious black car ran over and stopped in front of it. Su Tezhu got out of the car, seemingly looking at Gu Xiaoxi, and carried Jiajia into the car from Song Yihe's arms, ignoring Jiajia's coquettish behavior Leave Dad's crying and go.