Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"An An, was that handsome uncle your father just now?"

"Yeah." The little guy nodded.

When the little guy said yes, the children became excited and all of them gathered around.

"It's really your father, your father is so handsome, so tall, like a big star, and very young."

"Song Jiahao also said that An An doesn't have a father, and that An An is a monster. That's not it. An An's father is the most handsome of all dads. I will tell him when Song Jiahao comes, let him always talk about An An. "

"Then when does your mother come to school? Your father is so handsome, isn't your mother also the most beautiful?"

"Yeah." The little guy nodded again.

He often looks at pictures of his mother secretly, and her mother is particularly beautiful and the most beautiful.

"Really? When will your mother come? I want to see, can I go to your house to play? I went to Lin Xiaoyin's house to play yesterday, and saw her mother. Her mother is not beautiful and very fat."

Children talk about what they think of and say what they say, without considering other things.

The little girl named Lin Xiaoyin immediately retorted angrily: "Your mother is not pretty either, she must not be as beautiful as An An's mother. An An's father is the most handsome, and her mother must be beautiful too."

The children are chatting around the little guy. The teacher now sees the little guy just like seeing the ancestors. I dare not touch or say anything. Seeing so many kids arguing around him, she is afraid that she might bump into him, so quickly let the other kids reply. Go to your seat.

But after a while, those children leaned over again, and kept on saying "Papa An'an".

Originally, because his father personally sent him into the class and said that he would come to pick him up in the afternoon, the little guy was very happy, but slowly, he didn't feel happy anymore.

Because he found that there were a lot of children missing in the class.

Song Jiahao who bullied him didn't come, another boy who bullied him didn't come, the kid who said he didn't have his parents didn't come, and the one who said bad things about him didn't come.

And that, that, none of them...

Suddenly there were a dozen fewer, and the class was empty.

Throughout the morning, in addition to saying "Papa An An", the children were saying "Why Song Jiahao hasn't come yet", "Where did Huang Huatao go?" "Tan Congyin isn't coming today?"

The little guy slowly realized that they didn't come because they were not sick.

Throughout the day, the little guy looked worried.

After school in the afternoon, the little guy was led out of the classroom by the teacher with his schoolbag, and went to the school gate.

He saw Tsing Yi who was waiting there, but he didn't see Jun Moyan. The other children had just kept saying that they would also like to see his father, so their eyes were on the little guy.

The little guy thought Jun Moyan was waiting for him in the car, and many children thought so too, and couldn't help but lose sight of him.

Tsing Yi took the little guy from the teacher, brought Xiaojia to the front of the car, and opened the door for him.

When he was about to hold the little guy in the car, he saw the little guy turning to look at him.

Tsing Yi saw that something was wrong with him, and immediately knelt down.

"What's the matter, little master?" he asked with a smile.

"Where is Dad?" the little guy asked.

There is no dad in the empty car, and there is no expectation on the little guy's face.

"Dad has something to do." Qing Yi didn't know that Jun Moyan said in the morning that he would come to pick up the little guy in the afternoon.

"What's the matter? Is there something to tell Dad?"

The little guy didn't speak.

"If you have anything, you can talk to Uncle Tsing Yi."

The little guy shook his head.

"Then wait until Dad comes back and you will tell Dad, OK? Let's go back first." Tsing Yi got up, took the little guy into the car, and put it on the seat.