Chapter 162 If One Day He Knows

In the afternoon, when Ye Muliang came home from the company, he stopped by the kindergarten to pick up the little fur ball.

Maybe they were a little angry and they sent themselves to kindergarten, so the little furball was not very happy on the way home.

When Ye Muliang talked to him, he didn't reply much, just leaned on the back of the chair, looking out of the window depressedly.

When getting off the car at the villa, Ye Muliang reached out to hug him, but he politely pushed his hand away and said, "No need, Dad, I can go by myself."

Then, avoiding Ye Muliang's hand, he got out of the car and ran towards the gate of the villa.

Ye Muliang turned around and looked at him, feeling a little uncertain, not understanding what happened to the child today, so he wouldn't even let him hug her.

But thinking of him as a child, changes are always impermanent, so he didn't care. After carrying the little fur ball's schoolbag, he followed into the house.

Pinellia's meals are ready and calling.

Seeing Little Fuqiu coming into the house, he went straight to the bathroom without saying hello to her, and then Ye Muliang also walked in.

After Banxia hung up the phone, she ignored Ye Muliang, and hurriedly followed to the bathroom to check on the child, but suddenly heard Ye Muliang's voice.

"He doesn't seem to be in a good mood today."

When Ban Xia heard it, she turned to look at Ye Muliang, "What? Did you lose your temper?"

"Is that the case, I just see him not as happy as before."

"..." Could it be because of being forced to go to school?
Ban Xia thought about it, then turned around and went into the bathroom.

But as soon as she went in, the little furball turned around and came out, and then ignored no one, just climbed onto the chair by itself, sat down and ate properly.

Ban Xia Ding stayed in the same place for a few seconds, and finally came to sit next to Xiao Fuqiu again, and asked him carefully: "What's the matter, Xia Tian? Isn't it fun in kindergarten today?"

The little fur ball raised its head and said angrily: "The kids there cry all day long, they are so annoying to death, it's not fun at all, Mommy, I don't want to go."

At this time, Ye Muliang also washed his hands, walked over from the bathroom, and heard the child's words, he directly vetoed: "You are also a child, it is natural for children to cry, if you don't play with them, who do you want to play with?" ?”

Pulling up the chair and sitting down, Ye Muliang looked at the little furball with a serious face.

Little Fuqiu didn't dare to confront him, because he was afraid that if his father got angry, he wouldn't want him anymore. At that time, he would have to hurt Mommy again.

So he bowed his head and didn't say a word.

Ban Xia saw it in her eyes, and felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

However, a child is a child after all, and she has to let him meet other children in kindergarten.

"Xiamen, I know why you are unhappy today, but you have to know that since you are my son, Ye Muliang, then I have to be responsible for your future, so even if you don't want to go to kindergarten, you still have to go. "

Ye Muliang looked at the little furball with a serious and cold face.

The little furball didn't dare to look up at him, and said in a low voice, "I see."

Then, he ate his meal with an aggrieved face.

Seeing that there was one person missing at the dining table, Ye Muliang asked Ban Xia: "Where is Xia Xia's aunt?"

Ban Xia pursed her lips, "She won't be coming back tonight, she said she was at Ling Xiao's place, to help him handle some procedures for us to adopt Xia Tian."

Speaking of Ye Muliang's adoption of Xia Tian, ​​Ban Xia was actually very guilty.

What's more, I still feel extremely guilty.

If one day, Ye Muliang knew that Xia Tian was the child of her Ban Xia, he would probably tear her to pieces.

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