President Ba kneels and begs to get the certificate with me

Chapter 113 Who gave you the right to call my child

"The one without parental education should be you." A cold voice sounded outside the door, and then a tall figure walked in.

Su Qianye looked at the fat woman with a stern look in his eyes, "Who gave you the right to talk about my child?"

The woman was frightened by his powerful aura, and couldn't help but take a step back: "You, who are you!"

"Sorry!" Yang Yiyi hurried in to block Su Qianye, glanced at the two babies standing in the corner, "We are the children's father... mother."

The obese woman glanced at them up and down and snorted, "They are dressed like dogs. How can the children they educated be so uneducated?"

Su Qianye's aura obviously cooled down, Yang Yiyi had a premonition that he would lose his temper, and immediately stood in front of him and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry my lady, but the child is here anyway, let's be more careful when we speak."

Su Qianye looked down at her standing in front of him, his clenched hands trembling from forbearance.

The fat woman didn't make a big fuss, and she seemed to be a person of status, so she went to the side to discuss with Yang Yiyi.

Seeing Yang Yiyi's apology, Su Qianye panicked, but she held back when she looked at the two babies, walked forward and looked down at Su Ziming, "This is the second time you have caused me trouble in the kindergarten." .”

The two babies seemed to know that they had made a mistake, they stood there with their heads slightly lowered and did not speak, Su Yinuo even looked like he had been crying, his big eyes were red, and his nose was dripping out.

Su Ziming raised his eyes to look at him, with anger written in his eyes, he suddenly said loudly, "We don't need you!"

Su Qianye frowned slightly, but he had already pushed him away and ran out, even Yang Yiyi who was beside him was startled.

"Woooooo..." Su Yinuo couldn't help crying, and hit Su Qianye's leg with a small fist, "I hate daddy! I hate daddy!"

Yang Yiyi stepped forward to hug Su Yinuo, and looked at Su Qianye helplessly, "Go and chase."

Su Qianye took a deep breath, turned around and chased after him.

……

Su Ziming was sitting on the playground of the kindergarten, his little shoulder twitched, and he was tearing silently as he grabbed the fresh grass on the ground.

Su Qianye walked forward slowly and stood in front of him to block the light, but Su Ziming turned his back to him.

Su Qianye raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, squatted down on the ground with one knee, and lightly patted his shoulder with his fingers, "Turn around."

Su Ziming didn't move, his small hands grabbed the fresh grass on the ground, as if venting something.

Su Qianye sighed softly, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

He has never really been with them, and he doesn't know how to communicate with children. Sometimes he feels that they can't understand what he says.

"Su Ziming, if you have an opinion on me, just say it, don't get angry with me here, you know I don't like this." Su Qianye looked at his small back and said seriously, "If you continue not to talk to me , I'm leaving."

Su Ziming seemed to have paused for a few seconds before getting up and looking at him, "He bullied my sister."

Su Qianye raised his eyebrows, "Who?"

Su Ziming lowered his head, "An annoying guy."

"Then why did he bully my sister?" Su Qianye smiled softly.

Su Ziming lowered his head silently, his voice was very low, "Because...he said we don't have a father."

"Then am I dead?" Su Qianye's tone was a bit heavy, seeing him grabbing the hem of his skirt uneasily, licking his lips and saying unnaturally: "You can tell them that you have a father, but he is very busy and doesn't often exist."

ps: I suddenly found that the way Su Da speaks is very cute!If you like it, you must pay attention, praise it, and recommend it. If you don’t like it, you can leave, but please respect the author and don’t deliberately lower the rating of the work. You can see that I am really a very ethical author, and I never stop updating, and I update less.

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