Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

"What my son bought is mine!"

Cui Fenglan felt guilty and acted rogue.

Song Yuening stood up indifferently. She was so angry that her chest was stuffy and blocked.

But my mind is relatively clear and calm.

If she had respect for Lu Sheng's biological mother before, but after what happened that night, she completely understood that this person was a poisonous snake.

Even if it doesn't poison you to death, it will disgust you to death.

"impossible."

Cui Fenglan grabbed the water on the table and threw it directly. She opened her teeth and claws and wanted to hit Song Yuening: "You stinky cousin with a face thicker than the city wall, give me back the house!"

The waiter in the cafe came and pulled Cui Fenglan away.

Song Yuening grabbed her phone and said directly: "Hey, is this the police station?"

With eyes full of panic, Cui Fenglan broke away from the waiter and fled out the door.

When he arrived at the door, he stared at Song Yuening with resentful eyes.

"Song Yuening, just wait for me!"

Watching her figure walking away in a panic.

Song Yuening collapsed on the ground as if she had lost all her strength.

How could this day be like this?

Did God have to tease her to this point?

……

Song Yuening returned to school and found a clean towel in the office to wipe the water on her face.

A small figure stood at the door of the office.

Her young face was full of pain, she covered her stomach with one hand and looked at Song Yuening with tears in her eyes.

"Teacher, Xie Zitao hit me..."

Song Yuening held the child in her arms, opened her clothes, and saw the slightly red mark on her lower abdomen.

She rubbed her belly distressedly and took Xu Jia to the health room to check the situation.

Then Song Yuening quickly went to the classroom and caught Xie Zitao, who was about to push the little girl, back to the office.

Xie Zitao is the most naughty in the class, with a pair of dark pupils like a little leopard.

"Why do you always hit people? Tell the teacher."

But every time he faced Song Yuening, all the arrogant fireworks would be extinguished.

He just lowered his head meekly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Don't speak? If you don't speak, the teacher will call your parents."

Xie Zitao raised his head suddenly, rarely losing control in front of Song Yuening.

"I'll fight! I'll fight!"

Song Yuening's already fragile nerves were stimulated by the child's screams, causing her temples to throb.

She flipped through the family record book and dialed Xie Zitao's family directly.

"Excuse me, are you Xie Zitao's parent?"

The man responded calmly, calmly.

"It's like this. Your child has hit other children in the kindergarten more than once. I have tried to persuade him before. Today, the child's stomach was injured. I think it is necessary to communicate with the parents."

A cold male voice, just his voice carried an unwarranted intimidation.

"Okay, I will pick up Zitao in the evening, please teacher."

He was polite, distant, and cold.

For some reason, Song Yuening always felt a little familiar.

The man arrived late, and there was a delay of half an hour from the time when school was over.

Song Yuening was already a little dissatisfied with Xie Zitao's father.

When the man arrived at the office, Song Yuening raised his eyes and looked a little surprised.

The man was born with handsome features and deep eyebrows, and he had the calm and self-presence of a superior person.

Suit leather, all over the body, noble and noble.

Not only does he look good, he looks like a businessman.

It just matched her imagination.

"I know you parents are busy with work, but no matter how busy you are, you should pay more attention to your children."

Song Yuening got straight to the point.

The man nodded and walked to Song Yuening with a cool smell of cedar and sat down.

His pupils were dark brown, as deep as a deep pool, and he stared at Song Yuening's face without moving for a moment.

Song Yuening always felt like she had seen him before, but she couldn't put it in words. She just felt an indescribable and complicated feeling.

"Child Xie Zitao's personality has begun to go to extremes now, and many of his behaviors tend to be violent. He will punch and kick anyone who doesn't play with him, doesn't give him toys, or even blocks his way."

"He has also become autistic towards the outside world, refusing to communicate and immersed in his own world."

"If he doesn't listen in class and hits his classmates after class, he will soon be promoted to elementary school. If parents don't pay more attention to him, he will only get worse when he goes to elementary school. It will be difficult to correct him by then."

Song Yuening explained patiently.

She treats her students as her own children.

Especially Xie Zitao.

He was also a cute little kid who would stick to her side and act cute.

Now his character is getting worse.

The man squinted his eyes, tightened his fingers, and a certain emotion flashed across his eyes.

He was polite and apologetic: "I'm really busy at work. I pushed it for several times today before I was able to get around. I have an idea and I don't know if Teacher Song is willing to do it."

"Teacher Song is a very responsible teacher. If possible, I would like you to be Zitao's tutor privately."

Song Yuening was a little angry: "Dad Xie Zitao, I don't agree to your request. You use busy work as an excuse. I don't agree even more. Since you are busy with work, why did you have a child in the first place? After all the children have been born, they should be raised well."

"I'm not his father."

Song Yuening was stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, and Song Yuening couldn't see his expression clearly.

"I'm just his brother-in-law. His parents are no longer here, so I can only be his supervisor for the time being. I'm very busy with work, and now I'm on the rise, so it's hard to take care of his physical and mental development. , can only guarantee material prosperity."

Song Yuening did not expect this.

No wonder Xie Zitao’s character is like this...

"I have also found a tutor before, but Zitao is very reluctant to get close to others. When I first came here, I saw you hugging Zitao, so I think Teacher Song is a rare person who can get close to Zitao."

"I also want to take good care of him for his parents, so can Teacher Song do this for me?"

He raised his eyes, his dark brown pupils undulating deeply, with a meaning that was hard to refuse.

Song Yuening looked outside the office door. Xie Zitao was sticking half of his head out, his dark eyes full of anticipation.

A feeling rose in her heart.

A feeling that if she refuses, Xie Zitao will feel like he has been abandoned...

"Because the transition from kindergarten to primary school is about to happen, I originally planned to send him directly to the institutional center where he is transitioning to kindergarten. But you also know Zitao's character. Going to a new environment may only make things worse."

"So during the two months of summer vacation, I wonder if I can invite Teacher Song to come to my home to tutor and correct Zi Tao."

Song Yuening looked past the man and landed on Xie Zitao again.

Xie Zitao ran over from the door this time, his small and soft body threw himself into Song Yuening's arms, and he buried his face in Song Yuening's arms.

"Teacher, I will be good."

Song Yuening sighed softly and rubbed Xie Zitao's head lovingly.

She looked at the man: "Okay, I promise you."

The man raised his lips slightly and handed out a business card with a hint of joy in his beautiful brows.

"Then look forward to Teacher Song's teaching in a month."

She was holding a business card with the man's name written on it.

Xie Mingyuan.