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"Sorry, I’m late."
Su Xiaong knocked on the door. When it opened just a crack, she poked her head in, looking quite apologetic.
"Mom!"
"Mom..."
As soon as Xiao ng’s voice ca out, Shuangshuang and Huang Huang instinctively turned their heads towards the door, perfectly synchronized in their movents.
Shuangshuang didn’t even bother with her shoes, climbed off the sofa, and ran towards Su Xiaong for a hug, just like she would always do when welcoming Xiao ng ho.
Prince Huang sat more formally on the sofa, but his gaze was fixed on Su Xiaong.
At the sa ti, even though the principal hurriedly got up to greet Su Xiaong, she didn’t overlook Yin Huaiyu’s subtle actions.
The child twisted his hands together, revealing a trace of unease.
This detail left the principal even more surprised... because this child didn’t purely want to use violence to solve problems. He also knew... that violence was wrong.
Now that his mother had arrived, did he also know that he would be scolded?
Xiao ng hurried to pick up Shuangshuang and walked quickly to the principal,
"Hello, Principal. I’m the mother of Huaiyu and Jinxi. I’m really sorry to have kept you waiting."
"No problem, it wasn’t a long wait."
"These must be the parents of the injured child, right?"
Xiao ng asked knowingly, looking innocent, especially with those bright, grape-like eyes that resembled those of Yin Jinxi in her arms.
Anyone who saw her couldn’t bear to speak harshly, especially not n.
"Yes, this is little Yue Wenshan, and this is Mr. Yue, his father, and Mrs. Yue."
"Oh, hello, nice to et you. I’m Su Xiaong, the mother of Yin Huaiyu and Yin Jinxi."
Su Xiaong...
Mrs. Yue seed to have heard this na sowhere, finding it very familiar, but couldn’t recall it at the mont.
On the other hand, Mr. Yue recognized this woman the instant Xiao ng entered.
He hurriedly stood up, which understandably drew dissatisfaction from his wife.
Su Xiaong was already naturally charming, and now, with her deanor refined over ti, she was even more attractive, seeming to carry an aura wherever she went.
Every smile and every movent was filled with her confidence.
Won, despite the increasingly independent and strong nature of society and tis, still couldn’t completely erase the deep-rooted "jealousy" and "competition" in their veins.
Mrs. Yue was born with good looks, married a businessman, and lived a contented life, full of self-importance.
But now, as Su Xiaong walked in, the defects of "jealousy" and "competition" displayed themselves.
Mr. Yue’s standing imdiately triggered Mrs. Yue’s first thought of being seduced by beauty.
The dissatisfaction in her heart instantly surfaced on her heavily powdered face, speaking up before her husband could,
"So you’re the mother of these two kids. Judging by your appearance, you should be a reasonable person, but your son is so young and has already learned to hit others... I’m genuinely curious about the kind of education these two children have received since childhood."
Mrs. Yue’s words were not aggressive; she had to maintain her poise, but the sarcasm was evident.
"It’s my fault. Regardless, my child using violence to solve problems is indeed due to my flawed education. Mrs. Yue, please calm down and allow to understand the situation in detail, okay?"
Su Xiaong spoke gently, very politely and courteously.
This quickly made Mrs. Yue feel like her punch landed on soft cotton, rendering her powerless.
Back and forth, Mr. Yue’s face had already darkened. He glanced at his wife and whispered,
"Please, don’t say anything more."
This mutter made Mrs. Yue’s heart skip a beat with even more anger,
"What did you say?"
Mr. Yue also knew well how impatient his wife could be. Seeing her face change, he realized her temper was rising, and that explaining further might only make things worse.
So, he simply frowned and remained silent towards his wife.
If one party doesn’t speak, even divine interventions beco difficult... More or less like that.
With her husband no longer speaking, Mrs. Yue couldn’t continue her questioning either.
After all, before resolving their son’s issue, they couldn’t start a fight themselves.
Su Xiaong put Shuangshuang back on the sofa, noticing her bare feet, and frowned,
"Why did you take your shoes off?"
"Hehe."
She just giggled foolishly, not knowing why her shoes were off. She probably didn’t know either.
Xiao ng helped Shuangshuang put her shoes back on, then t Prince Huang’s gaze and casually asked,
"Huang Huang, what happened? Why did you hit another kid?"
Prince Huang twisted his fingers more forcefully, staring directly at Su Xiaong. A long ti passed before he released his twisted hands and then opened his right hand towards Su Xiaong, revealing a small cloth bag, a doll-like item that was tightly held in his fist, which hung on Shuangshuang’s backpack.
The sa cloth bag was hanging on Prince Huang’s backpack, both hand-sewn by Bai Sixian for the little ones.
In case they went missing, a kind person might be able to contact them.
Although Huang Huang wasn’t too sure what purpose the cloth bags served, they were sewn by his grandmother.
Shuangshuang had a big heart; she might be upset for a while, but then she’d forget it like it never happened.
But Huang Huang couldn’t forget so easily. He enjoyed crafts himself, whether folding paper or building models. This child was very ticulous, understanding how difficult making sothing could be.
Moreover, he watched his grandmother sew each stitch and hang them on their backpacks.
Yue Wenshan tore it off, and he couldn’t let him off.
Of course, this was secondary. The main reason was that... his sister fell and cried.
Despite Prince Huang being extraordinarily smart and sensitive, he wasn’t one to openly display emotions, perhaps having inherited Yin Shixiu’s personality.
Furthermore, the expressive capabilities of a three-year-old are limited, let alone using words to express motives and emotions.
Xiao ng looked at the doll-like cloth bag in Prince Huang’s hand and took it.
Shuangshuang seed to have completely forgotten about this cloth bag; when she saw it, her eyes brightened, she enthusiastically introduced to her mom,
"Mom, this is from Grandma for Shuangshuang."
"..."
Xiao ng recognized the item, naturally.
The principal hurriedly spoke,
"The classroom’s surveillance showed Yue Wenshan carrying Yin Jinxi’s backpack and pulling it, causing the item to be torn off. Yin Huaiyu then pushed and hit Yue Wenshan. Jinxia’s mother, would you like to see the footage yourself?"
Su Xiaong put the cloth bag in Shuangshuang’s hand,
"Put it away. When we get ho, Mom will hang it up for you again."
"Oh! Okay!"
Shuangshuang heard this and happily put the item away.
As Xiao ng looked at Prince Huang again... Huang Huang’s expression appeared increasingly uneasy and restless, his hands twisted together again.
She maintained her stance at eye level with Prince Huang, looked at him, and seriously said,
"Why don’t you apologize to Yue Wenshan, okay?"
"..."
Prince Huang stared at Su Xiaong, his bright eyes wide open.
Su Xiaong didn’t know the extent to which other children could comprehend the term "apologize," but her son Yin Huaiyu wouldn’t misunderstand these "two words."
Perhaps because of this, the little guy’s unwilling expression beca increasingly apparent.
"You hit soone, which is wrong. Didn’t Mom say before going to the kindergarten that you should get along well with other kids and absolutely must not hit anyone?"
"..."
Prince Huang closed his mouth, still staring closely at Su Xiaong, as if there were many unsaid words hidden in his bright eyes. Eventually, his gaze shifted from Su Xiaong’s face.
From the little guy’s side profile, the accumulation of tears in his eyes was more evident.
Su Xiaong held Prince Huang’s hand,
"Huang’er, look at Mom and properly apologize to Yue Wenshan. Otherwise, Mom will be unhappy too."
Seeing his mother’s face turned stern, Prince Huang couldn’t hold back anymore. He opened his mouth and loudly exclaid,
"Dad said if anyone bullies Shuangshuang, we should hit!"
"..."
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