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"Dalang, it's time to drink medicine."

While Lu Chen was chatting with Lao Zhang, a crisp female voice sounded.

I saw the graceful Concubine Cao Xuan walking in with a steaming pottery bowl.

She had a charming smile and a rosy face. She carefully held the soup and brought it to Lu Chen's mouth.

"Come on, Dalang, take some medicine."

"..."

Lu Chen's eyes twitched.

Why does this picture look familiar?

"Dalang, what's wrong with you? Drink."

Concubine Cao Xuan smiled sweetly, with a bit of playfulness in her beautiful eyes.

"Uh, is it okay if you don't drink?"

Lu Chen was full of resistance.

"Of course not, this is carefully prepared by the slave family for you."

Concubine Cao Xuan raised her eyebrows: "Why, you don't suspect that the Nu family is poisoning, do you?"

"Oh, it's so cool to be a ghost under the peonies."

Lu Chen sighed, then took the soup and drank it in one gulp.

Seeing the misery and laughter of the people in front of her, Concubine Cao Xuan finally couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, let's go eat first. Today is all about your favorite dishes."

Concubine Cao Xuan took out a tissue, wiped Lu Chen's mouth, then took his arm and walked out of the door.

"Jingle Bell......"

Just a few steps into preparation, the phone suddenly rang.

When Concubine Cao Xuan heard the call, her face instantly turned cold.

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute!"

After responding, she quickly hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chen was a little strange.

"Baoer ran into trouble in the kindergarten. I have to go there immediately." Concubine Cao Xuan explained.

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

Lu Chen didn't hesitate and immediately motioned to Lao Zhang to drive.

Since Hong Niu left, he regarded Bao'er as his goddaughter.

When my daughter is in trouble, she can't just sit back and watch.

. . . . . .

At this moment, inside Golden Apple Kindergarten.

"Bitch! How do you discipline your daughter? Look at this little bastard, he scratched my son's face!"

"My son is pampered and has never been hurt. How dare this bastard hit my son? I think she is tired of living!"

A fat and luxuriously dressed rich lady was pointing at Lin Juan's nose and yelling curses.

Next to him stood a fat little man with a sinewy face.

The little fat man is very strong, much taller than his peers. There is a faint nail scratch on the left side of his face.

"Mrs. Liu, children are bound to bump into each other. Besides, it was your son who made the first move."

Lin Juan glanced at Bao'er, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

It's just that because of the other party's identity, he didn't dare to have an attack.

"Hmph! So what if my son made the first move? If this little bastard hadn't provoked my son, how could my son beat her? In the end, it was all this little bastard's fault!" Mrs. Liu put her hands on her hips and looked menacing.

"Bao'er, what's going on? Did you get into some trouble?" Lin Juan turned around and asked.

"I didn't, I didn't..."

Bao'er shook his head repeatedly and said with an aggrieved look: "It was Liu Zixin who scolded me first. He scolded me for not having a father and calling me a bastard. Then he led his classmates to beat me. Mom, I didn't make a mistake. It's not Bao'er's fault. .”

As he spoke, tears began to fall again.

"Baoer, don't cry, mommy believes in you."

Lin Juan wiped her daughter's tears, turned around and said, "Mrs. Liu, did you hear everything? It's because your son didn't discipline him well, and he scolded and beat him. Moreover, the injuries on my daughter's face are worse than yours." My son is much more serious."