President spoils the dark wife

After Jing mowen left, Qi moyiran lay back in bed and was ready to sleep. As a result, the mobile phone rang again.

"Hello?"

"What are you talking about? OK, I'll be there in a minute!"

Mo Yiran hung up the phone, hurriedly washed and changed his clothes, and then went out.

After arriving at Cui biejun's house, Mo Yiran got out of the car and rushed in quickly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiaoyan playing chess with Cui biejun.

She rushed over and pulled Xiaoyan. Because she was too angry, she couldn't help holding out her fingers to the child, "well, you, Mo Yansheng, your wings are hard, aren't you capable? Fight with your classmates, skip class, talk back to the teacher, and you're not ready to tell me!"

Mo Yiran was almost angry and cried, "how can you do this!"

The trained Xiaoyan did not show a sad or self reproach reaction, but looked at it for a while and Mo Yi touched his fingers.

Suddenly he also stretched out his little hand. His index finger pointed to Mo Yiran's finger and sang sweetly, "insects fly..."

At this moment, Mo Yiran's heart suddenly missed a beat.

Looking at the child's innocent and lovely appearance, he lost his temper in an instant, angry and funny.

She bent over and hugged the child. "Is this your teacher's Protestant song?"

Xiaoyan also hugged Mo Yiran and answered obediently, "yes, Mommy, don't be angry with Xiaoyan, okay?"

Mo Yiran gave a "um" and let go of Xiaoyan.

"Just now mommy was impulsive and shouldn't yell at you. Then you have to tell mommy what happened, okay? Mommy wants to know what happened and what you think."

However, Xiaoyan stopped talking, ran away from Mo Yiran's arms and sat opposite Cui biejun again. "Uncle Cui, let's go on playing chess."

Cui biejun smiled gently and called the old housekeeper to replace him and continue playing chess with Xiaoyan.

Mo Yiran and Cui biejun walked to one side of the sofa and sat down.

Before Mo Yiran asked, Cui biejun handed a book to Mo Yiran.

It is a small checkered book with three very beautiful thin gold bodies on the cover.

——Mo Yansheng.

When I opened the book, there were a few lines of crooked dog planing words.

Mo Yiran chuckled. "The child... Wants face. In order to write his name well, he practiced with me for a long time, but the other words are ugly."

Cui biejun smiled with a gentle voice. "Children, don't worry. It will be fine in the future. You'll see the content first."

Yiran nodded. After reading the contents of the book, she took a smoke from the corner of her mouth.

Close the book and don't want to read it again.

Looking at Mo Yiran's reaction, Cui biejun couldn't help laughing and drank a cup of tea to cover up.

Looking at the man in front of him, Mo Yiran had no choice but to help his forehead, "what's going on?"

Cui biejun put down his cup, his eyes and eyebrows were peaceful, with a faint smile.

"Yesterday, I received a call from Mr. Xiaoyan, saying that Xiaoyan had a fight with someone and asked his parents to go. I estimated that Xiaoyan was afraid of you getting angry and didn't dare to tell you, so I only reported my call. When I went yesterday, I just ran into Xiaoyan who was climbing over the wall and ready to run away, and then brought him back."

"Then why did you tell me now?" Mo Yiran frowned.

Cui biejun just looked at Mo Yiran and smiled without saying anything.

"Well, I admit it's my problem. If I pay more attention to him, I won't need you to contact me to know about him."

Don't defeat the array with ran.

"Then why did Xiaoyan fight with people?"

Cui biejun glanced at the book, "because of that composition."

“……”

When it comes to composition, Mo Yiran is even more angry.

What did you write? That's

"Mo Yansheng! Come here!"

Mo Yiran yelled at the child.

Xiaoyan shook and came over obediently.

"Read your composition."

Xiaoyan gave a dull "Oh", which seemed reluctant.

However, when I really read it, I was still in high spirits.

"Title, my silkworm baby. One day, the teacher sent us several silkworm babies. From the moment the teacher gave me, I felt a little sick. Now it has grown up a little, and I think it is getting more and more sick."

Looking at the child's leisurely reading, he didn't feel anything wrong at all. Mo Yiran felt that Xiaoyan was very like Jing mowen.

No matter what you face, you are confident.

Mo Yiran was really out of breath and laughed. "Other children think baby silkworm is cute. Even if they feel disgusted in their heart, they still have to say a few words of cute when doing their homework. You are disgusted from beginning to end. Can the teacher of baby silkworm be happy?"

Xiaoyan threw the book away, jumped onto the sofa, lay lazily and snorted, "what does it matter to me whether she is happy or not? Who asked the old woman to send me such disgusting things?"

Listening to the child's words, Mo Yiran frowned.

The child has never said such words at the expense of others and himself when he followed himself before. He has always been kind.

At best, he is a little arrogant in temperament, just like his father.

How did this happen?

What did he learn at school?

Mo Yiran didn't say much for the time being, but then asked as if nothing had happened, "then why did you fight with your classmates?"

"I'm used to speaking French. They say I'm putting on airs. I don't know much about them. But they say Mommy never comes to school to pick me up. They say Mommy doesn't want me anymore. They also say bad things about Mommy, so I beat them up."

Children, it is normal to do evil with their young and ignorant skin.

Mo Yiran didn't feel anything. She was like this when she was a child. Han Dao was the victim of her growth.

"Are you hurt?"

Mo Yiran cares more about this.

"Of course not. Even those weak chickens can hurt me?"

Speaking of this, Xiaoyan was a little proud. He sat up excitedly and was about to talk about his heroic deeds. As a result, as soon as he said a word, he looked at Mo Yiran with cold eyes.

He shut his mouth.

"Biejun, did some parents go to school to discuss? You handled it yesterday. Thank you."

Cui biejun smiled carelessly, "it's a small matter."

Mo Yiran nodded, turned his head and looked at Xiaoyan, "who do you play with and learn these rude words with recently?"

Mo Yiran can see that the child must have been damaged by someone.

In the past, when he was in Lyon, the child was gentle, occasionally naughty, and even a little crying. Now he has a lot of fortitude, but his behavior is becoming less and less elegant.

"No..."

Xiaoyan turned his head and hesitated.

"Don't say?" Mo Yiran narrowed his eyes.

Xiaoyan was surprised. Looking at Mo Yiran's appearance, he knew that she was going to be angry and hurried to recruit. "It's a big brother named Nian. I met him in the Taekwondo class. He is very nice and always takes me to play."

Yiran frowned.