Her Little Sweet Lover

Everyone in the room stopped talking for a moment, and they all looked at Yu Xinghe.

There were too many people, Yu Xinghe was originally behind, and someone gave up her position, and she saw the monitoring screen. It was indeed her.

She remembered that noon.

That day, she took care of the children to take a nap, a small bed was empty, and Xiaoyu, who usually sleeps here, didn't know where to go.

Yu Xinghe went outside to look for it. There was nothing in the hall or in the yard. Finally, he was found on the back of the colorful slide. He squatted on the ground, lowered his head, and took a small branch to row on the ground.

She walked over and squatted down, "Why doesn't Xiaoyu take a nap?"

Xiaoyu's face was very awkward, and he didn't look up.

She felt that Xiaoyu's face was not bloody, and she touched his forehead, "Xiaoyu, is it uncomfortable?"

Xiaoyu did not speak.

Yu Xinghe helped him up, "The teacher's room has a thermometer. Let's take the temperature. It seems a bit hot."

She took him to the piano room, took out the medicine box, took his temperature, 37.6 degrees, not a high fever, but not low, the kindergarten did not have a doctor, she did not dare to give the child medicine.

In general, the parents were notified of this situation. Yu Xinghe took Xiaoyu back to the room where he was taking a nap, and called the parents to inform them that it didn't take long for Xiaoyu's mother to pick up the child.

Xiaoyu's mother looked at the surveillance camera, then looked at Yu Xinghe, her eyes slowly widened, and pointed to her: "I remember, it was you. You called me that day and said my son has a fever, right?"

She gradually became emotional: "Did you beat my son?"

Yu Xinghe frowned, "I didn't, I just took him to the piano room to take his temperature."

"Why don't you go to the classroom to take your body temperature? What about the monitoring of the piano room, I want to see the monitoring of the piano room."

Some people say that there is no surveillance in the piano room.

Yu Xinghe walked to the front, bent slightly, looked at Xiaoyu who was silent, and said softly, "Xiaoyu, tell the teacher, who hit you?"

Xiaoyu's eyes were in tears, and Yu Xinghe looked at him, "You told your mother, did Teacher Xinghe hit you?"

Xiaoyu's emotions were obviously wrong. She was frightened and shrank beside her mother, holding her legs, her hands trembling all the time.

Xiaoyu’s mother exploded and said sternly, "Isn’t it you? The child was so scared, you beat my son, turned around and pretended to call me again, so vicious at such a young age, he deserves to be a teacher. Is it possible for such a small child to be handed over, will you not have children in the future? Are you not afraid of retribution!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene was completely uncontrollable, and the few girlfriends behind him immediately yelled and clamored to rush forward. The teachers on the opposite side protected Yu Xinghe and shoved the room. Qin Yue's temper came up, and her arm curled up. Several women shook off: "Okay!"

"This is a kindergarten, can you pay attention to the influence? Can't you speak well? Do you have any evidence that she hit it? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

The opposite woman said, "That doesn't prove that it is not her. The entire kindergarten has checked it out. Only the piano room is not monitored. The child came out of the piano room and the whole person was stunned. Just now, she was so scared that she was crying. Who else could it be? "

Qin Yue guarded Yu Xinghe, "If you say something, just go up with the evidence. If there is no evidence, don't make trouble here. This is the school, not the place where you spoiled."

Xiaoyu’s mother sneered: “Schools? Schools like yours have no ethics and condone teachers to abuse children. They should have closed down long ago. I want to call the police. When the police come, you still dare to quibble,” she pointed to Yu Xinghe, “before the police came. You can't step out of this door with a single step."

"Call the police," Yu Xinghe said, "I'm not leaving."

She was innocently wronged, and it was bad enough. It was never before being scolded by someone pointing her nose like this. She admitted that she had a clear conscience and knew that if the quarrel continued like this, they would only be endless.

Besides, the child does have injuries. No matter who caused the injury, he must be found out.

The police will arrive soon.

They checked the surveillance and asked Yu Xinghe about what happened that day, and Yu Xinghe told the truth. After some investigation, the police said that the evidence was insufficient and they could not just listen to the child's mother to make a conclusion, but they said that they would formally file a case for investigation.

Child abuse is not a trivial matter.

Xiaoyu's mother was very dissatisfied. The preconceived impression had already occupied her mind. She believed that Yu Xinghe had beaten her son and expressed doubts about the police's handling.

The police are not used to her, what should be done, and they have explicitly warned her to calm down and not make trouble.

At the end of the day, Yu Xinghe was exhausted and took time off for piano lessons at night. He lay on the sofa as soon as he arrived home.

He Youting has not returned yet.

Her mind was confused, and after thinking about the daytime things carefully, she felt that the situation was a little unfavorable for her. Actually, the piano room was originally monitored, but not long after she came last year, the monitoring broke down, and it hasn't been repaired until now.

She rolled over irritably, this matter can only be hoped by the police.

The phone on the coffee table rang, and He Youting called, "Are you home?"

"Yeah." Hearing his voice, she seemed to have a catharsis for her grievances that she had nowhere to vent all day. She pursed her lips, "He Youting, I—"

"Xinghe, I'm going back later today, I have to go to a dinner."

She paused for two seconds, swallowing the words that had reached her lips, and responded to him: "Is it the one mentioned before?"

"Yes, it will be late, you go to bed first, don't wait for me."

Someone over there called him, and He Youting answered and whispered to the phone, "I'll hang up first, and you should rest early."

Yu Xinghe hung up the phone sullenly.

She knew about the meal he was talking about. She had heard him mention it a few days ago and talked about a financing project, which is the biggest project of Le Si Youpin this year. If it succeeds, the year-end summary and financial report at the end of the year will be very beautiful.

Yu Xinghewo lay on the sofa for a while, and fell asleep without knowing it.

I don't know how long it took, when she heard the sound of opening the door, she was confused, and was picked up before opening her eyes. She took the opportunity to hold the man's neck and leaned against him.

He Youting smelled of alcohol, not knowing how much he drank, he held her upstairs, "Why did you sleep there?"

Yu Xinghe said, "I'm too lazy to move."

He put her on the bed, brought her pajamas, put his hands on both sides of her, and looked down at her: "Change clothes and sleep well. I will go down to take a bath."

He rubbed her head, turned and went downstairs without waiting for her to speak, **** as he walked, probably because he really hated the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on his body.

Although he always spoke in a soft voice, Yu Xinghe could see that his face was not very good, and he didn't know if the talk was not going well.

Twenty minutes later, He Youting walked out refreshed, his hair dried, and he made a call downstairs.

Yu Xinghe didn't understand the specific content, but he could hear that it was for He Jichang, asking for some opinions.

It's tricky to get He Ji to go out often.

After a while, he hung up the phone and went upstairs. Yu Xinghe was lying on the bed, looking at him with only one pair of eyes.

He looked relaxed, walked over and first opened the quilt and kissed her on the lips, then turned off the light and crawled into the quilt.

He habitually stretched his hand under her neck, took the person into his arms, put his other hand on her waist, and let out a deep sigh of relief, "Go to sleep, I'm very tired."

Yu Xinghe's ears were pressed against his chest, and everything he wanted to say was suppressed, and everything changed to worry about him.

Yu Xinghe spent the night in anxiety and worry.

Yu Xinghe thought this matter as long as he waited quietly for the results of the police investigation.

Unexpectedly, another accident happened.

Yesterday after Xiaoyu's mother took her son home, Xiaoyu started to have a fever again. After spending the whole night in the hospital, Xiaoyu's mother felt sorry for her son. When she saw the wound on her body, she gritted her teeth more and more at Yu Xinghe.

She could not wait for the police to investigate, and brought the sister group to Xingqi Kindergarten again early the next morning.

Seeing that Yu Xinghe was still at work, her anger immediately rose. Regardless of the many parents in the kindergarten who had just sent their children over before leaving, they scolded at the door of the piano room.

It's hard to hear.

She not only scolded Yu Xinghe, but also scolded the principal: "You don't want such a teacher to suspend her job, and let her go to class here. My son is dying of fever in the hospital! How can there be such a reason!"

Seeing more and more people, Yu Xinghe was already surrounded by a lot of people, Qin Yue couldn't squeeze it up, feeling anxious, suddenly thought of something, and ran to the office.

Here, many parents gathered around and asked what happened.

These women talked about each other, adding fuel and jealousy to them, which immediately caused panic among the parents, asking whether their children had been bullied or beaten one after another.

How can this kind of things that can only be seen on the Internet appear in the kindergarten where your children are located?

Do other teachers have the same behavior?

After such a disturbance, the whole kindergarten was in chaos and could not teach normally.

The head of the kindergarten is big. The kindergarten just experienced an accident at the end of last year. It hasn't recovered its vitality. It really can't stand the toss. But these parents can't listen to anything. They must give an explanation.

Yu Xinghe was surrounded by a group of parents, pressing on every step of the way, and had already retreated to the corner. Nothing could be explained. It was useless to say anything. Her complexion was already very bad, her ears were red with anger.

Someone was already pulling her clothes, and at this moment, there was a strong man's voice at the door: "Let go of her!"

Everyone quieted down subconsciously and looked back.

He Youting frowned, full of anger, and strode over in a few strides, pushing away the crowd around her in twos or twos, blocking her in front of her, his eyes were shocking, "What are you doing!"

The parents were suppressed by his overwhelming aura for a while, and quickly reacted: "Who are you?"

He cast his gaze over, "I am her boyfriend."

"How about a boyfriend, can you abuse other people's children if you have a boyfriend?"

"It's okay, get out of the way!"

"Dare you dare to admit it?"

The parents quickly realized that they were the one with more people, and they became more courageous, and began to press endlessly, and they were about to pull Yu Xinghe out through He Youting.

He Youting directly squeezed the woman's wrist, with sharp eyes, "First, my girlfriend can't do that. You can speak before you have evidence. Second," he looked around, "I am here today, no one will think about it. Move her hair."

This tone is equivalent to not paying attention to the people in the house. The angry parents have long been unable to bear it. The emotions were aroused, and he yelled, took the chair beside him and smashed it.

Yu Xinghe couldn't dodge, his eyes closed tightly in fright.

With a loud noise, the wooden chair was smashed.

There was no sound in the room.

She clutched his clothes tightly, a few seconds later, slowly opened her eyes.

He Youting's face was right in front of her, he frowned and gritted his teeth to endure.

At some point, He Youting had already turned over quickly, with his hands on both sides of her body, protecting her all under her.

With his back, he took the chair.