Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

The next day, in the afternoon, a black Maybach stopped in front of the small rental house on time.

Wen Shichu limped out with his backpack on his back. As soon as he went out, he met Qi Xiao's assistant Jiang Ming.

"Mr. Wen, give me the luggage." Jiang Ming took the bag from Wen Shichu's back: "Is this all?"

"It's not that I won't come back." Wen Shichu smiled, looked past Jiang Ming, and saw Qi Xiao in the car.

Qi Xiao's complexion looks very bad today, his dark and unclear eyes are full of sinister, staring straight at him, there are thick dark circles under the eyelids, adding a domineering and treacherous hostility.

Hearing Wen Shichu's voice, Qi Xiao opened the door, borrowed the strength from the car door when he got up, and seemed to have some difficulty standing up.

Wen Shichu looked at Qi Xiao's legs, a little lost in thought.

"Anyway, they are all being adopted. If you continue to live in this crappy place, why not follow me? Are you afraid that others will see that you are selling yourself?"

Wen Shichu took a deep breath.

He knows Qi Xiao's temperament, when he likes a person, he can tolerate everything about that person; but if you are not interested in a person, no matter if you show weakness or reveal your difficulties to him, you will only get ruthless sneers and ridicule from Qi Xiao.

Even though he knew this, Wen Shichu still lowered his head hopelessly, and his voice was very weak:

"Ruan Ruan is still in school, it's not good for his classmates to know..."

If other children in the kindergarten see that the place where Ruan Ruan lives every day is in the home of the benefactor who raised her father, they will definitely be ridiculed and excluded.

Living in a small dilapidated house is not terrible, what is terrible is the parents behind other children.

They will say: Ruanruan's father is out to sell, and Ruanruan is definitely not a good thing, and he will go out to sell when he grows up.

It's not that Wen Shichu was overly nervous, that's how he was in his childhood.

When Wen Shichu was a child, he was always alone in the kindergarten.

Swinging alone, sitting on a seesaw alone.

Once when it rained, he stood at the doorman's shelter and waited for his grandma. He heard a parent holding his child's hand and saying:

"Stay far away from that Wen Shichu. His father is a prisoner in a labor camp. Even his mother doesn't want him anymore. A kid like this will go to prison when he grows up!"

Adults think that three- and five-year-old children can't understand the words, but in fact, Wen Shichu at that time could hear clearly and understand clearly.

He wanted to grab the grown-up and tell the grown-up that he would not be a reform-through-labor prisoner when he grew up, but he was too timid, so he could only squat at the door and cry quietly.

Wen Shichu wrapped his fingers around the corner of his clothes: "I will go to Qi's house on time every day, so..."

"Who said I would take you to Qi's house?" Qi Xiao's falcon-like eyes glanced over Wen Shichu's pale face.

Qi Xiao said: "I have more than one property in the imperial capital, do you think I will bring you into Qi's house?"

Wen Shichu heaved a sigh of relief, with a relaxed smile on his face: "Then I really am being sentimental."

"Jiang Ming, go in and pack your things."

Jiang Ming quickly packed up his things, taking everything he could carry with him.

"Where's the child?" Qi Xiao was a little tired after standing for a long time, walked into the rental house with a tall and strong body, and sat down on the sofa dignifiedly.

"Tuesday today, Ruan Ruan is in kindergarten." Wen Shichu said truthfully.

"Boss Qi, everything is packed." Jiang Ming came out dragging two suitcases, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Qi Xiao gestured, and Jiang Ming immediately understood, and moved everything into the car.

Sitting in the car, Qi Xiao's expression was always cold and gloomy, and Wen Shichu leaned against the car door, a little uncomfortable.

"Which kindergarten is Ruanruan in?"

Wen Shichu didn't want to say it at first, but he knew Qi Xiao's skill and eyes, even if he didn't say it, Qi Xiao would be able to find out if he just checked, so he had to report his name:

"Chuxin Kindergarten."

Qi Xiao glanced at the Rolls-Royce handmade watch on his wrist: "I will pick up the child for you tonight."