The president's beloved dumb wife

Yu Sheng touched the little girl's head, whispered a few words of comfort, and looked at Xiao and an.

Xiao and an had red marks on their chin and face. It was obvious that they were beaten by the little fat man just now.

Yu Sheng's face was full of heartache. He reached out and gently touched the wound on Xiao and an's face: "and an, does it hurt?"

Xiao and an shook their heads: "it doesn't hurt."

"How can it not hurt? It's all red."

Xiao dingxun took the ointment from the school doctor's hand and handed it to Yu Sheng: "he an won't let others wipe it for him. You can wipe it for him."

Yu Sheng took the medicine from Xiao dingxun's hand and gently and carefully wiped the waist of the wound on Xiao and an's face. Xiao and an obediently nestled in Yu Sheng's arms, without half resistance, and even some attachment between their faces.

Yu Sheng kissed Xiao and an's face: "thank you today."

"You're welcome." Xiao and an stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss Yu Sheng. "She is my sister. As a brother, she should protect her sister."

Yu Sheng smiled: "you and an look like brothers."

Xiao dingxun sat next to him, and all his attention was on the three people, one big, two small.

Hearing Yu Sheng's words, he echoed: "yes, that's what a little man looks like."

Xiao and an smiled in their eyes and leaned on Yu Sheng's shoulder.

The headmaster and Mr. Li looked at each other, and then looked at each other. There were some little fat people sobbing on one side, and they both knew it.

Ma Yifan is still young. He obviously doesn't know that Yu Sheng is the benefactor of the Xiao family and should have married Xiao dingxun. Yu Xiaoxiao, the biological mother of Xiao and an, is the vicious woman.

"Headmaster, I didn't make it clear on the phone. Now ah Sheng and I have come. Can you please tell us the whole story?"

Xiao dingxun glanced at little pangdun lightly: "who is right and who is wrong about this matter? As the father of Xiao and an and Su Yinian, I always have the right to know the truth."

In fact, on his way here, Xiao dingxun probably glanced at the monitoring in the classroom. Coupled with the three words the teacher said when he called, he had made a decision in his heart. He just wanted to hear what the headmaster said again.

"Let Miss Li talk to you."

Mr. Li took a step forward. It is reasonable to say that these words will not be said until the parents of both sides arrive. However, Xiao dingxun's identity is unusual. Ma Yifan's parents will arrive at least 20 minutes later. Mr. Li told Xiao dingxun what he saw and heard in advance.

Every time Mr. Li said one more word, Xiao dingxun's face became ugly. Especially when he heard such words as "little three", "illegitimate children" and "die", his eyes became more and more dark, like the treacherous sea, which made people's heart tremble.

Xiao dingxun looked at Ma Yifan: "it seems that when his parents come, we should have a good communication."

Ma Yifan seemed to feel the low pressure on Xiao dingxun and didn't dare to sob. His ass moved back and tried his best to shrink himself so small that he didn't appear in Xiao dingxun's eyes.

Although he is still young, he has a keen sense of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

Xiao dingxun didn't look at xiaopangdun anymore. He turned to look at the little girl who had gradually stopped crying in Yu Sheng's arms. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she kept sobbing.

Xiao dingxun was very distressed. He took out a paper towel and gently wiped the tears on the little girl's face: "don't cry when you read it. It won't look good if you cry again."

As soon as I read, Xiao dingxun let her wipe away her tears. When I spoke, I still sobbed: "Dad, Ma Yifan said that my mother is a junior, and junior is a bad thing, isn't it?"

Another tear fell from her eyes: "my mother is not a junior."

Yu Sheng's painful heart was breaking: "mom is not..."

"Of course not." Xiao dingxun took the little girl out of Yu Sheng's arms, let her sit on her lap and said to her seriously, "it's your mother's fault that your father is sorry for your mother and let you separate from your father for such a long time."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Dad won't lie to you."

The little girl continued to complain: "Ma Yifan also said that my father and I are not the same surname, but an illegitimate daughter..."

Xiao dingxun's forehead was blue and his veins jumped: "who says it's not a surname or an illegitimate daughter? He knows too little."

"And..." the little girl leaned against Xiao dingxun's arms and continued to complain, "I pushed Ma Yifan. He said he was going to kill me. Xiao and Anke were great. He helped me beat Ma Yifan..."

The little girl looked at Xiao dingxun with guilty eyes: "Dad, are we wrong to take the initiative to hit people?"

"Of course, it's others who are wrong." Xiao dingxun's hand gently patted the little girl on the back, "but if someone says so next time, don't take the initiative to hit people. Go home and tell Dad that Dad will support you, okay?"

When he said this, a cold light flashed in Xiao dingxun's eyes. He wanted thousands of Jiao and 10000 pet to let her grow up like a little princess. He was bullied by other children at school. It's not easy for him to directly find trouble with children, but parents who teach such a child should always bear corresponding responsibilities for their own education.

The little girl wrinkled her steamed stuffed bun face: "I will try to do it, but sometimes I can't care about anything when I get angry."

"Just try to do it." Xiao dingxun practiced pinching the little girl's red nose, and his tone was particularly spoiled. "You are my father's little princess. You can't suffer a little injustice outside."

Mr. Li listened and was very clear in his heart.

Xiao dingxun said this, but he didn't intend to let it end casually.

Miss Li thought of Ma Yifan's mother's arrogance, which everyone looked down on, and her heart was a little excited.

Ma Yifan's mother, relying on her family's little money, usually looks down on their teachers. She talks with her nostrils, shows her sense of superiority all the time, and belittles them all.

More than that, Ma Yifan's mother also thinks that teachers are a cheap profession, which is really unpleasant.

Teacher Li's joy flashed quickly and looked at the little fat man with his head down silently.

Xiaopangdun Ma Yifan usually likes to make trouble. Every once in a while, she had a conflict with the children in the class or other classes. She once called parents. She took the grapefruit class and saw Ma Yifan's subtle changes with her own eyes.

At first, Ma Yifan also knew how to think for other children. Gradually, he became more and more like his mother. A few days ago, he quarreled with another child in the class and said insulting words like today, because the child's parents died and his uncle brought him to such a big school.