Adorable Wife: My Professor Husband is the President

"What if a teacher doesn't call his mother? What if other children's parents find a teacher? Is the teacher a mother? Is the teacher obliged to take responsibility for you! Stand up!"

"Mom, I was wrong."

After dealing with Tang Xiaoxuan, it was about 5 p.m. when she got home. LAN Weiwei wanted to cook. Tang Ruochen grabbed her: "you're tired today. I asked Chen's mother to cook."

"Forget it, Xiaoxuan prefers to eat what I made..." halfway through, touching Tang Ruochen's cold eyes, LAN Weiwei swallowed it back and changed his way: "I like what I made."

"Is there any reward for breaking into trouble?" Tang Ruochen asked coldly, dragging Lan Wei.

"Let mother Chen do it," Lan Wei said weakly.

So Tang Xiaoxuan was punished by Tang Ruochen to the wall of his study. Tang Xiaoxuan went in without saying a word and reflected on the wall for two hours.

"He's tired. Let him out?" Lan Weiwei said and fed Tang Ruochen a mouthful of fruit.

"He came out, who went in and stood?" Tang Ruochen asked.

"Ah?" Lan Weiwei didn't respond: "in fact, it's not Xiaoxuan's fault."

"Is that the teacher's fault?"

"Of course not, but Xiaoxuan went in alone for a long time." Lan Weiwei looked at the food on the table, which Xiaoxuan loved to eat, but he didn't eat a bite.

Of course, LAN Weiwei didn't dare to say this. He knew it from Tang Ruochen's smelly face. It was as cold as ice.

"You think Xiaoxuan's face is bad."

LAN Weiwei nodded.

Tang Ruochen asked expressionless, "so, do you want me to call the headmaster, send the teacher and let them together?"

Lan Wei stopped talking.

After a while, Lan Wei couldn't help but use his killer mace, dragged Tang Ruochen's arm and squatted next to him: "husband, will you let Xiaoxuan eat something, just a little."

"No."

"Why!"

"I'm telling him what politeness is." then Tang Ruochen left LAN Weiwei and went upstairs. Only LAN Weiwei was left next to the table.

"Cut... Don't know if you look in the mirror. Do you know politeness? Ask others to be polite?" Lan Weiwei muttered in a low voice.

Tang Xiaoxuan was tired and sat on the ground in his study. He was angry against the wall. It seemed that he hadn't calmed down yet.

Lan Wei carries a plate of his favorite cake and carefully walks to the study: "Xiaoxuan, have something to eat."

Tang Xiaoxuan saw his favorite cake and his stomach growled, "Mom, but Dad won't let me eat."

"Mom won't let Dad see it." Lan Wei squatted in front of Tang Xiaoxuan and fed him: "eat another piece."

"Mom, dad knows if he will be angry. Xiaoxuan is afraid to be seen by his father." Tang Xiaoxuan said uneasily.

"No, Dad went upstairs and ate some more. Does his leg hurt and his mother rubbed it." Lan Weiwei held him on his leg and asked painfully.

Tang Xiaoxuan's anger was dissipated by LAN Weiwei's tenderness. He hugged LAN Weiwei and cried, "Mom, Xiao Xuan knows he's wrong and won't bully the teacher in the future."

"Well, mom believes Xiaoxuan. Xiaoxuan is still small now. You can't be so angry. If Xiaoxuan is always like this, slowly, everyone doesn't like Xiaoxuan, do you?"

"HMM." Tang Xiaoxuan buried his head in front of LAN Weiwei's chest and sobbed,

"Stop crying and go out to dinner with mom."