If you can't play bad, you will be suppressed

Hei Yao was so frightened that he pushed desperately, tears quickly filled his big eyes, he choked and tugged at the collar of Ding Yiluo's clothes, "Dad...I'm sorry...Dad..."

Ding Yiluo looked down and saw Ding Erer was about to cry, he patted him on the back distressedly, and coaxed, "It's okay, it's okay, Dad is joking with uncle... Don't you see that Dad always jokes with you? Just kidding..."

"Really?" With misty eyes, Ding Erer rubbed his collar, wrinkled his small face and confirmed with uncertainty.

"Well, really." Ding Yiluo nodded heavily, and rubbed Er Er's big head with his chin.

"Okay, Erer is going to be late for school." Lan Yi stepped forward in time, took Ding Erer from Ding Yiluo's hand, and wanted to carry him back to the bedroom to change his clothes.

"No, no!" Ding Erer shook his head violently, his body was still struggling, and the tears that had just stopped seemed to be about to fall again, "I won't go to school!"

"What's the matter?" Ding Yiluo was puzzled, and looked at Lan Yi who was holding Ding Erer.

"It seems that there is always a classmate who bullies him..." Lan Yi hangs his head, hesitating with a guilty look, "When you're not here, you don't say anything, I can't help it..."

Ding Yiluo sighed helplessly as he looked at the two people who had done something wrong with their heads down and waited to be criticized.

Desperately shoving Ding Erer into the hands of the kindergarten teacher, Ding Yiluo didn't have much interest in going to the company anymore, and returned home empty, and Lan Yi had already gone to work, so he fell back on the sofa weakly, with his hands in his hands. Resting on his eyes, his head swelled so badly, his body felt almost collapsed, the warmth from Hei Yao's palms seemed to remain on his body, and the low-pitched sighs of passion seemed to echo in his ears... It's really strange, After so many years, his heart that should have died long ago is still beating... Hei Yao can't be blamed entirely... Really... After all, he also had a chance to leave in these three days... It's just... he didn't dare anymore... He didn't dare to try other feelings that could make his heart beat violently...

……

Ding Yiluo put his feet on the office chair with a pen in his mouth, flipping through the company's performance for the past two months. Sure enough, Li Rurou's income did not decline as much. He still has children to raise, and Ding Erer has to earn How about enough money to marry a wife? If this continues, the company may go bankrupt before saving enough money to marry a wife. It seems that it is essential to go out and take the initiative to attract big customers, but the orders of big companies are all related to the top management. Where is the joint relationship so easy to grab...

On the big advertising wall opposite the office window, there are workers putting on real estate advertisements developed by a certain group, saying "Start a noble manor house life today." The words "Xingyao Group" on the advertisements make people feel uncomfortable. At the extreme, Ding Yiluo jumped off the chair, put down the blinds, jumped back onto the boss chair, and drew circles randomly in his notebook. If he knew that in those three days, he would have secretly taken a few photos of Hei Yao's bed or nude photos. Under the banner of "Business Giant Lady's Dream - Hei Yao's Real Nude Photos", go to gossip magazines to exchange some money for the company's turnover... Shaking his head violently, Ding Yiluo dropped his pen, his beautiful eyebrows almost wrinkled, his nose He hummed and said to himself, "Why should I rely on that pervert to turn over the company! Bastard, evil-minded... just wait, one day I will definitely ride on your head!"

A week has passed since that day, and it is true that Hei Yao never came to look for him. Every time Ding Yiluo thinks about those three days, Ding Yiluo feels annoyed and has the urge to hit the wall. It is obvious that he has been tricked again. , It’s still the kind of free play that doesn’t cost money!

Ding Yiluo, who was aggrieved, planned to cheer up again, erase this disgraceful experience of "receiving guests" from his mind, and vowed never to go to places related to Hei Yao again, and would never ask him for help no matter how difficult it was... …

Then...then Ding Yiluo had a tragedy...

The matter started in the morning. Ding Yiluo went to send Ding Erer to school early in the morning with dark circles under his eyes. Unexpectedly, Ding Erer was sobbing and holding on to the telephone pole and refused to let go, as if he refused to enter the kindergarten. look like.

He knew that Ding Erer didn't want to go to school because he was always bullied by a boy named "Big Big Wolf" in his class. He also thought about this problem when he sent Ding Erer to this private kindergarten. After all, the children here are from families. Conditions are good. There are definitely many cliques since childhood. In fact, it’s not a big deal. After all, he used to bully others when he was in school. He knows how it feels to bully others. (M: The feeling of bullying others ? Dear, are you a real father?) As a child, it is enough to bully and bully feelings.

In the end, after persuading Ding Erer for a while, he didn't persuade Ding Erer to get off the telephone pole. He was having a headache. A well-dressed, expensive-looking cute boy walked over with a schoolbag on his back and walked over with small steps. What he said was true. Not very cute, "Yo, Er Fatty is crying," looking up at Xiaofen's face, "It's so embarrassing."

When Ding Erer saw the little boy in front of him, he immediately let go of the telephone pole and threw himself on Ding Yiluo's lap, sobbing even more violently. It seemed that this little boy was the demon king "Big Big Wolf" that Ding Erer was talking about. Potential to play bad, "Little friend, Ding Erer and you are classmates, don't give your classmates ugly nicknames, if you talk about others like this, others will be sad..." Ding Yiluo knelt down and held Ding Erer behind him. Er pulled to the front and patiently talked to the little boy.

As a result, the boy in front of him seemed completely unaware, and his big eyes looked Ding Yiluo up and down with disdain, "Who are you? Is it his father? You look good..." The big eyes moved to Ding Erer's fat one The oily little face was pinched, "It's not my own at first glance."

After speaking, he entered the gate of the kindergarten without looking back.

"!!!" Ding Yiluo's hair was covered with black lines, this kid must be so fucking dragged, look at Ding Erer next to him, his mouth is puckered and he is about to burst into tears.

"Er Er...not sad..." Rubbing the top of Ding Er Er's head, the boy's tugging face was really annoying, and it was impossible not to think of bullying him back.

"Son, if this kid bullies you again in the future, you will bully him and come back, you know?"

"But, didn't dad say that you should be humble and not bully your little friends..." Ding Erer looked at Ding Yiluo aggrievedly with his big wet eyes.

"Uh... this..." Ding Yiluo scratched his head in embarrassment. At first, he was afraid that this kid would bully others according to his personality, so he kept instilling such gentle thoughts in him, but who knew, it was completely unnecessary. Tun Tun looks like his mother, but luckily, Ding Yiluo's son will be bullied one day, "Actually, if someone is really bullied badly, it doesn't matter if he comes back after being bullied."

"Yeah, yes, yes." Ding Yiluo nodded quickly, and pulled Ding Erer to the corner of the street, mysteriously, "If he bullies you, you can do this... that and that... understand No?"

Ding Erer looked suspiciously at his father who was smiling like a fox, and nodded half understanding.

After educating his son on how to successfully bully someone to death, Ding Yiluo happily drove a small domestic car to work in the company.

It turned out that before the afternoon, I received a desperate call from the kindergarten teacher.

When Ding Yiluo arrived, that "Big Big Wolf" had already been transported to the hospital, and standing in the teacher's office was Ding Erer who had already caused a catastrophe and was crying into tears.

Seeing this, Ding Yiluo quickly stepped forward to hug Ding Erer to coax him. The kindergarten teacher who was always fascinated by his handsome appearance immediately stepped forward, nervously looking anxious for him, "Oh, Dad Ding, You see what to do, Er Er is usually very obedient, I didn't expect to be so careless... Hui Chen's mother is very difficult, how can this be good..."

"Then I'll go to the hospital and take Erer to apologize, I'm really bothering the teacher," Ding Yiluo smiled slightly, asked for the address of the little boy's hospital, hugged Ding Erer and nodded goodbye to the teacher.

"Dad, I'm sorry..." On the way to the hospital, Ding Erer sat obediently in the passenger seat, biting his pink lips, and apologized with a twitch of his nose, "Xiaomei and I played on the slide, but He didn't let Xiaomei play with me... He also said that I was a dead fat pig... He said that the children who played with me would be infected with fat pig disease... Woohoo..."

"So you just pushed him off the slide?"

"No, no," the little face with teardrops on it shook his head fiercely, "It was he who pinched my stomach on the slide...I won't let him pinch..."

Speaking of which, Ding Yiluo generally understands the situation. Children, it’s normal to fight and fight, and it’s normal to get injured by accident. I believe it’s okay to go to the hospital and explain clearly. Of course, medical expenses and certain compensation Of course he won't play tricks.

I went to the hospital and found the ward where the little boy lived. It turned out that the family was in good condition, and even with a broken arm, he lived in a luxury single-person suite.

"Son, woo woo, it hurts...it's so pitiful...my mother is so distressed..."

Before opening the door, I heard the voice of a woman howling dryly. I don't know if it was Ding Yiluo's illusion or what, but no matter how I heard it, I felt that the voice was familiar.

When he entered the door and saw Zheng Meiyuan dressed like a peacock, Ding Yiluo closed the door again and took Ding Erer to run away, "It's you?!" The sharp-eyed Zheng Meiyuan didn't wait for Ding Yiluo to escape As for the plan, he caught him straight, and his eyes fell on Ding Erer beside Ding Yiluo, "Why is it you?!"

"Ha," Ding Yiluo laughed dryly, "It's me."

Lying on the bed like a grandpa with Erlang legs crossed, one hand is wearing plaster and the other hand is not idle eating