Going Wrong as a Wife: Young Master Gu, Don't Be Arrogant

Chapter 694 Don't Like That Woman

As time goes by, everything hasn't changed much, but somehow, with so many differences, some people still haven't been able to meet.

In France, with the help of Gu Chuan, Xia Yu got out of the pain of Gu Chun's death, and put all her energy into improving her abilities.

Xia Siche was sitting on the swing, and the golden fur with soft hair was crawling obediently beside her, and his big black stone-like eyes were slightly narrowed comfortably.

Suddenly the little girl heard a creak, and jumped off the swing neatly, with a soft voice: "Mom..."

Xia Yu, who opened the door and entered, looked at the little girl running over from not far away, the exhaustion on her face was suddenly relieved, and she hugged her with a smile: "What's wrong with Sisi?"

Seeing his master's return, the golden retriever rubbed his head on Xia Yu's trouser legs affectionately, flicking his tail with a naive look.

"Mom, I met the little brother next door today, and he even drew me a picture, I'll take it to show to my mother..."

Children are always like this, when they encounter something they like or see something happy, they want to share it with others, but Xia Siche doesn't have any friends of the same age here, so he only likes to share everything with Xia Siche. Yu said.

Xia Siche ran into the room energetically to get the painting, Xia Yu picked up the thing that was placed at her feet just now, raised her hand to stroke the over-enthusiastic golden hair, and glanced to the side.

The house next door is said to be the residence of a well-known French painter, but she was able to live here thanks to Gu Chuan's blessing, so she didn't bother to visit the door, so I never knew if it was true.

It should be fake. It is said that the child next door is autistic. Since he has this kind of problem, he probably won't like others to approach him.

Then there is no possibility of drawing for Xia Siche, shaking his head to shake off the thoughts in his head, just in time Xia Siche rushed over with the painting, his face was red with a smile: "Mom, look quickly, little brother draws a picture for you!" It's even better to teach me a teacher, I said let my little brother be a teacher, but he refused..."

Xia Yu pinched the little girl's nose, and there was a hint of indifferent helplessness in her smile: "The teacher my mother contacted you was originally a specialist in French, how could she have many skills?"

If you don't learn French, you will have a hard time here, and you may not even be able to go to school with children of the same age.

The girl babbled and regarded the man as the best person to confide in. Xia Yu carried the man into the house, leaving a gap to wait for the golden retriever to come in and then closed the door.

She put the child on the sofa before taking the time to look at the painting. She thought that the conductor was an abstract painting of a child, but she didn't expect it to be a realistic sketch, which fully presented the appearance of the little girl in the painting. on paper.

"Mom, must you be dumbfounded!" Xia Siche giggled in his arms, unable to see his eyebrows.

Xia Yu nodded her head sincerely: "It's really good."

After speaking, he returned the drawing paper to the little girl, changed his shoes and got up, "But it should be time to eat now, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl was completely moved by a painting and became a little fan girl, her eyes widened: "Mom, you didn't even praise the little brother, it's very impolite!"

Xia Yu was half-forced to say a lot of good things, dumbfounded, and she began to wonder in her heart, what kind of gentle person the next door child would be.

Ye Wang, who was far away on the other side, was sitting on a long-backed chair, with an OK mask on his face, and a hint of refusal in his eyes, "I'm obviously not wrong, why did you call my parents over?"

The little fat man standing opposite him immediately had red eyes, and the skin on the corner of his mouth was obviously broken. He hissed lightly, and threw himself into his mother's arms with a loud cry: "You beat me like this, and you still have the face to say I am not wrong! Don’t think that your father is lawless because of his strength!”

The woman with a gentle face hugged the little fat man distressedly, looked at the teacher at the side with a slightly cold look, and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "I paid a lot of money to put the child here, not because he was beaten for no reason. of."

The teacher who was wiping off the cold sweat raised his glasses, looked at the little devil who was always silent by his side, and then looked at the little fat man who had suffered a lot, feeling a little helpless.

The teacher turned his head to look at Ye Wang, and said in a weak tone, "Otherwise..."

She knew who the father of the child was. He was a big man who could make T city tremble by stomping his feet. Will move the family out, so it is best to pick him to start.

"I'm not wrong, I won't apologize." Ye Wangmo's eyes were full of anger, he looked into the teacher's eyes, and said every word lightly, the gentleman was not like a child of this age.

The little fat man gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't apologize to me, you will never leave!"

Ye Wang frowned, took his own high-level math book from the side, and didn't give alms to the little fat man in his eyes, just jumped off the stool, "If the teacher asked me to come here to wrong me, then I will leave first."

"Night forget what kind of attitude you have!"

"The teacher condemned me indiscriminately, and he doesn't look like a teacher, so I don't need to respect you."

"But the children in the class say that you did it first, what else do you want to explain?"

"They've always been xenophobic. Teacher, it's not like you don't know. Apart from their mouths, why can't you check the surveillance?"

After saying that, he turned his head to look at the fat man with his wounds on his face, and twitched the corners of his lips. A sneer hung on his father-like face: "Fools live happier than smart people."

"asshole!"

Regardless of the expressions of the people behind him, he turned a blind eye and left, leaving behind the teacher who opened his mouth to say something, and finally frowned to check the monitoring, and the mother and son whose expressions changed slightly.

At the school gate, the private car has been parked for a long time.

The driver looked at the young master who was wearing a small suit and had no expression on his exquisite face, and said with a sneer, "Young master, Madam told you to go to the night house. The old lady misses you very much."

Ye Wang got into the car, and there was a touch of emotion in his soft and cold voice: "Is that woman also here?"

The driver started the car, froze for a few seconds, and smiled even more awkwardly: "Yes."

"What's my grandma's attitude?" Ye Wang paused as he turned the pages of the book, complex emotions flashed across his eyes.

He doesn't like that woman, whether it's on the surface or secretly, but everyone in the night house is subtly accepting her.

Even with his father, there is only that woman at present.

(End of this chapter)