Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 21 Mr. Yu who doesn’t talk to strangers

Mr. Xiaoyu hit someone, in exchange for Mrs. Yu’s slap on his ass.

Compared to Mrs. Yu, the victim didn’t take it seriously, and even showed interest. He even gave the champagne rose to Mr. Xiao Yu. Mr. Xiao Yu took the flower unceremoniously and was about to go to class. Mrs. Yu didn’t care. The relevant people are all driven out of the lecture hall.

Being led by Sister Yu out of the classroom, the little guy quietly squinted his eyes and glanced at the man in fancy clothes next to him.

Perceiving the child’s gaze, William looked back and showed an amiable smile. As a result, the child pursed his lips and withdrew his gaze solemnly, ignoring him.

Then, the little guy opened his arms for Aunt Yu to hug and looked at the flowers.

William was idle, pretending to follow him downstairs casually.

When he walked down the steps, he saw the child squatting in front of the flower bed at a glance. The babysitter did not intervene and let the child take a small wooden stick to pry the dirt to play. William walked over and stood a few steps away, observing the child’s behavior. In the past while, the child dug a small pit, took the champagne rose he had placed beside the flowerbed, pinched the flower in one hand and put it in the pit, and pushed the soil back with the other.

Soon, the child’s hands were covered with mud.

At some point, William had already stood by Yu’s wife. His Chinese was not fluent, but he was understandable. He asked Yu’s wife, “Don’t stop it? If this continues, the child’s clothes will get dirty.”

Because William knew his wife, Yu’s wife was not wary of this “crooked nut” and told him truthfully: “Mr. told him, don’t stop him when the child is playing.”

“Your husband pampers children so much?”

William was a little surprised.

He could tell that Song Qingcheng was married well.

In China, although those rich people spoil their children, they don’t let the children play wildly. They think that is unsightly. But now, he sees a child of a rich family who is tolerated playing in the mud.

“It’s not to indulge, sir, you can’t restrain the child’s nature too much.”

Aunt Yu watched the children play while saying: “My husband is a literate man himself, and he can’t be wrong.” Then she turned her head and looked at William and asked, “Are you friends with our wife?”

“…That’s it.” William touched his nose.

Then he walked to the flower bed and squatted down and started talking to the child: “What is your name, can you tell me?”

The little guy took care of himself without looking up.

William continued his efforts and spoke as close as possible: “Little guy, my English name is William, and my Chinese name is Mark. You can call me William or Uncle Horse.”

The little guy glanced at him, didn’t speak, he didn’t talk to strange-looking strangers.

This stinky virtue made William feel unable to continue chatting, but thinking of the purpose of his trip, he still squatted in front of the flower bed with the child and actively talked: “Your mother is so beautiful, have you ever thought of letting her Beauty is appreciated by more people.”

“I don’t want to!” The child suddenly uttered two words.

William: “…”

He thought that the child didn’t understand, and it was difficult to get off the ground.

The little guy threw away the wooden stick in his hand, ran to Sister Yu’s side, grabbed Sister Yu’s leg, and said, “Dad, call! Miss Dad!”

Aunt Yu took her cellphone, and the little guy looked at William again, with a vigilant face.

After Song Qingcheng finished two classes, his son was connected to him in the classroom. The little guy firmly took her by the hand. When going down the stairs, he was not allowed to hold him. He had to lead her up the steps by himself, and said, “Rainbow walks by himself. , Looking at mom.”

Mr. Yu’s restless mother: “…”