[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

There was an eerie silence on both ends of the phone.

It seemed like a century passed before Peter heard the voice from the other side.

"Why did you suddenly think of bringing Sophia to me?" Stark asked calmly, "Did something happen to her? Or... did something happen to you?"

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Subconsciously said the familiar words, Peter froze in place.

A long time ago, he had said the same thing to that person countless times, but he never seemed to believe it.

Stark seemed to have no reaction to that sentence, and said lightly: "Okay, then come and find me, and have a meal together at noon."

Peter suppressed the unexplained sadness and loss in his heart, responded, and hung up the phone.

"...Let's go." Peter smiled and looked at the curious girl, reached out and took out the car keys, and unlocked a silver car parked by the yard.

That man himself always wears something flamboyant and eye-catching, wishing that others would stare at him and couldn't take his eyes off, but the ones he gave me were always such low-key broken cars, stingy.

Peter pouted, helped Sophia close the car door, and bowed into the cockpit.

The journey was not far, and soon, the two came to the downstairs of the Stark Industrial Building.

"Let's go!" Sophia took Peter with ease, slipped from a hidden path into a spacious corridor, and finally stopped in front of the silver metal brushed gate.

"Pupil recognition... Passed! Welcome Miss Sophia! Mr. Stark is waiting for you on the 48th floor~"

Sophia hurriedly dragged Peter, who seemed to be wandering for some reason, into the elevator, and just halfway there, he suddenly froze again.

"...Damn it."

When she was nervously waiting for the siren of "unidentified person intrusion" to sound through the building, she suddenly found that the lights in the elevator had turned on—this meant that the identification had passed? !

"......What's wrong?"

Peter looked at the girl in front of him suspiciously. For some reason, a complex and strange expression suddenly appeared on her face.

Sophia remembered that Stark had told her that there were only two kinds of people who had access to private elevators: close family members, and friends who had gone through life and death.

Which is it?Sophia tilted her head.

Peter didn't get a response, and he was a little puzzled, so he walked into the elevator.

The elevators in Stark Tower are always fast.The air pressure in the eardrum was beating, and it didn't take long before it exploded again.

"Ding!"

Sophia took Peter out of the elevator and walked to the president's lounge in Stark Tower.

"Mister and Miss, please go to the left!" The artificial intelligence's voice was still soft, but it was a little strange—since the deserters were driven away, Stark had thoroughly checked all the artificial intelligence systems of the entire company, pulled out There were many viruses and malfunctions that had never been thought of, and by the way, the director of the artificial intelligence research and development department was sent to prison.

Sophia looked up at the light bar on the left side of the ceiling, and followed the instructions to walk there.

The structure of the Stark Tower is very complicated. She walked many times and still often lost her way. Later, Stark put light strips on all the places she frequented. No more mistakes.

Sophia led Peter, who fell into an eerie silence as soon as he entered the building, through many corridors, and came to a familiar place.

"Ah, Stark is in the small living room, let's go straight to dinner!" Sophia narrowed her eyes happily.

The door swung open.Looking into the house, in front of the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, the back of the man sitting sideways is still so familiar, but it seems a little strange.

The man seemed to be working, with his legs crossed, squinting at the transparent screen in front of him, and he didn't forget to turn the poor ballpoint pen in his hand.

"Coming?" Hearing the movement at the door, Stark kicked his feet, and the armchair creaked and turned around.He threw the pen and glasses in his hand on the table, patted the armrest, and stood up straight.

"Stark..." Sophia felt like crying again when she saw the parents she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Let's agree not to cry!" Peter subconsciously tensed up, and whispered to Sophia cautiously, "First, let's eat first, aren't you looking forward to eating?"

Stark looked at the two children in the distance who didn't know what to mutter together, narrowed his eyes, and raised his eyebrows playfully.

How did these two kids get together?Stark couldn't figure it out, and was a little curious.

"Baby, how did you come to see me today? Did something happen?"

"No, no." Sophia glanced at the boy next to her, and sniffed aggrievedly.

Peter:......No, don't look at me, it really has nothing to do with me......

Stark took a closer look, only to see Sophia's puffy eyes swollen into peaches, his heart skipped a beat, and his expression instantly became serious.

"What's the matter?" Stark looked at Sophia, then turned to stare at Peter beside him.

Peter: "...I had a little conflict with my classmates, it's nothing to do, I helped her ask for leave from school."

"Woo, woo..." Sophia was still holding back.

Peter helplessly: "Okay...cry, cry..."

"Wow!!!" After hearing Peter's desperate voice, Sophia threw herself into Stark's arms as if she had received some imperial decree.

Stark frowned, while calming the emotions of the child in his arms, he took the time to gesture to Peter beside him with his eyes.

Peter:.......All right.

He sighed in his heart, sorted out the mess of thoughts, and began to act as a conscientious commentator.

The matter was not very complicated, and soon, he explained the ins and outs of the whole matter.

"I'll go find Charles and ask about the situation." Stark was still frowning, and was about to reach out for the phone in his pocket.

"Oh, no, I am, just cry, don't you want to go to Professor Charles..." Sophia poked her head out of Stark's warm embrace full of cologne, a little embarrassed looking up at the man.

Sophia poked Stark's arm, the man paused, then let go of his arm, and took a step back very naturally.

"Listen to me, really, don't go to Professor Charles!" Sophia wiped her eyes and stared into Stark's eyes very seriously, "I can solve it myself, I just... .only......"

"Okay, I got it..." Stark patted the child's head helplessly, "Then let's go eat first, speak slowly, don't worry."

"Stark," Sophia took a sip of orange juice, her little face was full of confusion, "what's going on with this matter? I can't figure it out... What did I do wrong? What do you think? What should I do?"

"What do you think?"

"I think? I don't know..." Sophia scratched her head in doubt.

"Honey, I'm not asking you."

Peter Parker: "...Sometimes, what you think is good for someone is not necessarily what she wants. Sophia, when you raised your hand to ask for an answer, Hilda stopped you ?"

"...Yes." Sophia lowered her head.

"Since she is unwilling, there must be her reasons, and among these reasons, there is likely to be unknown pain." Peter Parker looked inexplicable, as if there were other unknown meanings behind the words, "Do you think, you After answering the questions for Hilda, I can win her the opportunity to communicate with her beloved professor without exposing her uncomfortably to the gazes around her, am I right?"

Sophia didn't answer.

"You think it's the best of both worlds, but have you actually asked Hilda if she really wants this gift?"

"Also," continued Peter, "after what happened, Hilda didn't go back to the dormitory. But did you try to find her and ask her why she didn't come back? She really must have had a baby." Are you angry?"

"So, Hilda isn't angry with me?" Sophia instantly forgot everything just now, raised her head, her eyes were as bright as stars.

Looking at the pair of clear, dust-free eyes in front of him, Peter Parker was caught off guard for a moment.

"Also," Stark tapped the table twice before taking the conversation, "is it right to skip class no matter what time it is?"

"No." The joy in Sophia's eyes shrank again, she tugged at the hem of her clothes, and replied weakly.

"Okay, drink that juice, I'll ask the driver to take you back to school." Stark turned his head and looked across the dining table, "No. [-], go to the coffee shop and ask for some ice packs."

"Okay, sir."

"Huh? Do you want the driver to take me back?" Sophia pointed to Peter at the side, "Won't the teacher go back with me?"

The two looked at each other and nodded tacitly: "We have something to talk about. Brother Peter will go back to school by himself later."

In this way, the listless Sophia quickly turned back into a high-spirited Sophia. She hadn't seen Hilda for a few days, but it seemed like she hadn't seen Hilda for several years. She couldn't wait to get back School, explain all the misunderstandings clearly.

While Sophia was happily sitting in the car imagining how the two of them would hug each other and cry, Stark and Peter fell into a serious and tense discussion.

"What do you think?" Stark's brows that had just been stretched out were disobedient and frowned again.

"That math teacher probably has a problem." Peter's face darkened slightly.