"I want to send Youyou to kindergarten, and he wants to go too. You are his father, so I think it's best to talk to you."
Qian Mohan: "Yes, but his classes cannot be stopped. He has to use his rest time to make up for those classes."
Ning Yue: "I think he has to take too many classes. Some of them he doesn't like, and those classes are of no use to him. Is it possible that he doesn't need to take them anymore?"
Qian Mohan's expression was always cold, and the way he looked when he said nothing was, to be honest, quite bluffing.
"for example?"
Ning Yue: "Actually, I have only contacted two of his private teachers today. I haven't met the others yet, but I asked him and I feel that he prefers Teacher Qi, who teaches him mathematics and programming.
Painting can sharpen your temper, but etiquette and Go can be dispensed with. By the way, there is a teacher who teaches him economics. A five-year-old child teaches this, so what will he study when he goes to college? "
The man thought for a moment, today is Monday, the child should have a foreign language class. If he likes Teacher Qi, does that mean he doesn't like Lisa? !
The fact that she would bring it up in such a subtle way also shows that she probably doesn't like Lisa either.
So, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Assistant He.
There are thousands of people who can teach his son foreign languages. There is no need to make his child and woman unhappy because of an outsider.
Therefore, just because of Ning Yue's words, the teacher Lisa received the dismissal notice that night.
Qian Mohan: "Study management, finance or law."
Ning Yue: ...Is Wa'er's biological father a little too crazy?
She thought he would talk about learning to fall in love!
"Then he learned the same thing as you, being so cold and not even remotely popular?"
Qian Mohan: ...If he is not popular, is it possible that he is still a dead person?
This woman seemed to be really not afraid of him anymore. She had been facing his face for so long and she still hadn't run away!
"Why does he want to be popular? All he needs to do is make people angry!"
Ning Yue:......
"Do you know why Longding is firmly ranked among the top three of the top 500 companies in China?
Because anyone who dares to take advantage of my Qian Mohan will be pissed off by me! "
Serious nonsense!
I can still believe it if you say that all those people were beaten to death by you!
"Then will you let your son go to kindergarten?"
Didn’t you say that this man talks little? She didn't notice it at all.
Qian Mohan: "...Go up."
Ning Yue: ...Then why are you wasting your words?
"But his classes cannot be interrupted. Well, if you agree, then send him to kindergarten."
After Qian Mohan finished speaking, his eyes kept staring at Ning Yue's face, as if observing her reaction.
Ning Yue: ...What are you looking at? There are no flowers on her face. Do you believe that if you look at her again, you will look back?
Then the two started looking at each other!
Unfortunately, after looking at it for a long time, the man opposite didn't respond at all. Ning Yue had to retract her gaze and said, "Ahem, I want to ask you something~"
Qian Mohan looked away, and his straight back relaxed slightly. For some reason, he was a little nervous when she stared at him.
"Um."
"Didn't the injury on your face get any treatment at that time?"
Qian Mohan's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Are you saying my face is ugly?"
Ning Yue: ...Isn't this obvious? With such a large scar on her originally handsome face, how much conscience must she have to say something that is not ugly?
"You have beautiful eyes. You should have looked good before you were injured."
"You know it again." Doesn't it mean that he looks ugly now?
"Well, Youyou is only half like me, maybe less. The rest should be inherited from you. If he looks like that, you will definitely be the same."
Qian Mohan pursed his lips and said nothing.
Although he didn't speak, Ning Yue felt that the air pressure on Qian Mohan's body was very low just now, and now that low air pressure had mysteriously disappeared.
"There's something else I want to ask you about."
"explain."
Ning Yue resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Now she believed that this man was taciturn.
"Do you think Youyou's attitude towards you is very cold? Do you think this kind of father-son relationship is normal?"
"Then what?"
Ning Yue: "I hope you try your best to spend time with him. Children grow up in a blink of an eye. The cultivation of father-son relationship is in childhood. When he grows up, even if you want to accompany him, he won't need to.
I want Youyou to have a healthy childhood with his parents, and you don’t want to regret it when he grows up, right? "
Qian Mohan shut his mouth immediately. She was still ignoring and even abusing Youyou the day before yesterday. In the blink of an eye, she could accuse him?
She's so good!
However, I have to admit that what she said makes a little sense.
"knew."
…
After watching Ning Yue leave, Qian Mohan dialed his subordinate's phone number and said, "Check Madam's information again, especially during the recent period, to see if anything special has happened to her.
Also, check that man again to see if there is still a connection between them. "
Something is wrong with her!
Something is very wrong!
No matter how much a person changes, she will never change so much, so what happened to her?
…
Ning Yue came out of Qian Mohan's study and hurried to find Qian Xingrui, fearing that he would be impatient.
In the little guy's room, Qian Xingrui was leaning on the bedside, holding a children's book: One Hundred Thousand Whys in his hand.
Well, a book that he had already read in its entirety.
His eyes were not on the book at all, but on the phone watch on his wrist.
It's already half past nine...
Forget it, she must have forgotten, it's not like he doesn't know how to sleep on his own anyway!
Just as he was about to put the book back on the bedside table, he heard two slight knocks on the door, and then a woman's voice came over, "Youyou, mom is coming in."
The door was quickly pushed open, and Ning Yue walked in with a cup of warm milk in her hand. The little guy's body was a little weak. She estimated that it was because the original owner had several abortions when she was pregnant with him, which affected his health. In addition, In the past year, the original owner has abused him from time to time, making him look thinner than other children of the same age, so he must be helped to recuperate his body.
"Come on, come on, mommy will give you warm milk with her own hands. Drink it while it's hot, and then mommy will tell you a bedtime story."
Qian Xingrui: She is still with him?
Could it be that she was treating him like a three-year-old child?
After all, it was his mother who brought it to him, so he took the milk and drank another glass. His stomach was a little bloated, but not too uncomfortable.
Ning Yue saw him drinking, took the cup and put it on the bedside table, then picked up the book "One Hundred Thousand Whys".
However, she didn't think about it, just glanced at it twice and put it down.
"Okay, the bedtime story begins. Baby, lie down. Today we will tell a story about light."
What's there to say about "A Hundred Thousand Whys"? He's already read it himself, so he'd better listen to her made-up version of the story!
