After the divorce with the cub, the cold ex-husband cried and asked to remarry

Chapter 159
Mu Yao subconsciously glanced at Lu Jingchen, and then realized, why did this person arrive before her, and said that the matter has been dealt with?
Just as he was talking, Kun Kun's parents came out of the infirmary.

It was Designer Li.

Mu Yao was obviously surprised when she saw her.

On the contrary, Designer Li looked calm. He came in front of several people and bowed his head to apologize: "Manager Mu, I'm sorry, it's our family's Kunkun who is naughty. I apologize to you on his behalf, and to Little Mango."

After speaking, he bowed deeply.

Mu Yao was about to speak.

She has already pulled Kun Kun aside.

"Kun Kun, hurry up and apologize to your aunt and sister."

Kunkun has become much more obedient now, and has long lost the previous arrogance. He bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, auntie, I'm sorry, sister."

"I didn't expect your child to be in this kindergarten." Mu Yao sighed.

"We will transfer to another school soon. Manager Mu doesn't have to worry about Kunkun having conflicts with Little Mango in the future." Designer Li kept his head down.

transfer?

Mu Yao glanced at Lu Jingchen, is this what he said has been dealt with?

Mu Yao knew that Designer Li was a single mother just like herself, it was not easy, and it was troublesome to transfer schools.

Moreover, it is normal for children to have physical conflicts, there is no need to make the relationship so stiff.

But when he saw the wound on Little Mango's forehead, he shut up again.

Perhaps, transferring schools is the best result.

"Mother Mu, do you think you are satisfied with the result of this treatment?" the kindergarten teacher asked worriedly.

After finishing speaking, he took another cautious look at Lu Jingchen, knowing that Mr. Lu was someone to be offended.

Kindergarten had its own faults first, and if Mr. Lu pursued it, they would indeed have to bear the blame.

Therefore, I had no choice but to ask Mu Yao for help. As long as Mu Yao agreed to the result, Mr. Lu would not pursue it.

Mu Yao nodded: "I don't want similar things to happen next time."

"No, no, don't worry, mother Mu, there will never be a next time." The teacher hurriedly assured.

After dealing with the kindergarten, the two of them sent Little Mango to the clinic closest to the school. After making sure that the injury on his forehead was fine, they were relieved.

At the entrance of the clinic, Mu Yao took Little Mango's hand and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Lu Jingchen was a little flattered. After the reunion, he rarely saw her so polite. It was genuine politeness, not deliberate alienation.

On the contrary, I feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay, I'm just on my way."

Actually it wasn't, it was the teacher who called Mu Yao, and after not seeing her for a long time, asked Little Mango if there were any other parents' phone numbers.

Little Mango originally wanted to talk about Auntie, but Auntie was not in City A recently.

Except for my aunt and Mu Yao, she can only recite Lu Jingchen's mobile phone number.

This was what Lu Jingchen asked her to write down when they were playing games.

When Lu Jingchen received a call from the kindergarten teacher, he was in a meeting.

Hearing that Little Mango got into a fight with someone, he immediately left the meeting room full of people and rushed over.

"Mum, Uncle Lu is amazing. When Kunkun saw him, he didn't dare to say anything." Little Mango looked at Lu Jingchen with admiration.

Mu Yao looked at Little Mango's forehead which was still wrapped in gauze, but was smiling brightly, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed: "Does it still hurt? Here."

"I'm fine now. Uncle Lu bandaged me at school. Uncle Lu is amazing. He didn't hurt at all." Little Mango praised.

Mu Yao couldn't tell what it was like when she heard her say Uncle Lu on the left and Uncle Lu on the right.

"Okay, little mango, are you hungry? Uncle treats you to dinner." Lu Jingchen suggested that it was time for lunch.

Little Mango touched his stomach, and was about to say that he was hungry, when he suddenly remembered that Mommy had said that you should not eat people casually.

So he asked cautiously: "Mum, can I say I'm hungry?"

Mu Yao was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head and looked at Lu Jingchen subconsciously.

He looked at Little Mango: "Little Mango, don't you know if you're hungry? Why did you ask Mommy?" There was an unconscious pampering on his always indifferent face.

"My mommy said you can't just eat other people's food." Little Mango replied honestly, and looked at mommy with a troubled expression.

She really wanted to eat with Uncle Lu, but she was afraid that Mummy would be unhappy, so what should I do? It was so embarrassing.

"Uncle Lu is not someone else." Lu Jingchen said, squatting down and hugging the little mango. "Didn't you say you wanted Uncle Lu to be your father?"

Little Mango was startled, and quickly looked at Mommy, with a flattering smile on his face: "Mommy, is it okay?"

"Impossible!" Mu Yao had already wavered about eating.But when he mentioned the word father, he immediately became sober and flatly refused.

Turning to hold the little mango back, he was about to leave.

"Mum, are you angry?" Little Mango asked her.

Looking at her cautious look, Mu Yao shook her head: "No."

After thinking about it, he said again.

"It's just little mango, not anyone can be a father, you know? You can't tell people casually in the future, you can let whoever you like be your father, understand?"

Little Mango nodded.

"Okay, I will listen to Mommy."

"Yaoyao." Lu Jingchen chased after her. "Don't be angry. I won't talk nonsense next time. It takes at least an hour to get back to your house from here. It's peak season and it's hard to take a taxi. Little Mango didn't even have a snack in the morning."

Just as he was talking, Little Mango's stomach growled.

Mu Yao was surprised: "Didn't you eat the school snacks? Why?"

"I'm bandaging my wound and I can't eat any more." Little Mango looked aggrieved. "Mommy, I'm hungry."

"Yaoyao, no matter what, you can't starve the child." Lu Jingchen continued to persuade.

Mu Yao didn't speak.

He has already stretched out his hand to hug Little Mango: "Little Mango, do you want Uncle Lu to treat you to a big meal?"

Little Mango nodded yearningly.

"Then let's vote on whether it's okay or not. Those who agree to go to dinner with me raise their hands." Just after finishing speaking, the two raised their hands at the same time.

Mu Yao looked at the big and the young, singing together, why did she feel like she was an outsider?

"Yeah, we won two out of three votes, it's useless for your mommy to object." Lu Jingchen said, and got into the car with the little mango in his arms.

"Mum, do you agree?" Little Mango asked again in the car.

She thinks Mommy's opinion is still very important.

Mu Yao stretched out her hand to shave the broken hair around her ears, and nodded slightly.

Little Mango clapped his hands and applauded: "Yeah, Mommy agrees."

Lu Jingchen obviously breathed a sigh of relief, why did he feel that inviting Mu Yao to a meal now is more difficult than going to heaven?
It wasn't that difficult when I first started pursuing her.

It seems that the road to chasing his wife is still very long.

(End of this chapter)