I am happy to be a mother in my 80s, but the factory director’s wife is ruined

Chapter 116
"No, Zixuan won't do that."

An An immediately denied Aunt Sun's speculation, and then looked at Sang Yu worriedly, as if thinking about how to defend Zhu Zixuan.

Sang Yu was afraid that asking more about Zhu Zixuan would make An An more resistant, so she waved Aunt Sun down first, and then poured An An a glass of warm water.

After she calmed down, Sang Yu sat down next to An An, "Have you told anyone else about this skirt?"

An An rolled her eyes, then suddenly lowered her eyes and became silent. She didn't know whether she was thinking of something or was worried that Sang Yu would blame her.

At this moment, Xi Boyang walked in from the door. He was still holding a table tennis racket in his hand. He was obviously playing ball with friends.

As soon as Xi Baiyang entered the room, he noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He held the racket between his arms and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves. His expression became serious, "What's wrong with my sister?"

"An An's dress got torn somehow. I'm going to wear it at the wedding tomorrow. It seems I can only buy a new one." Sang Yu pretended to sigh with regret.

When An An heard that he still had to spend money, his face turned pale, and his tears fell uncontrollably.

Sang Yu handed her the handkerchief, "It's not your fault. Just come back and tell your dad. Don't be sad."

Xi Baiyang frowned, "But when I bought it that day, the clerk said it was the last one."

After he said this, Sang Yu remembered that there seemed to be such a thing, and the department store was the only large-scale consumption place in Licheng. They didn't have it there, let alone other places.

Of course, this does not rule out the possibility that the store clerk is trying to sell clothes.

An An naturally didn't expect so much. She only knew that she was causing trouble to other people again and that her father would spend more money.

But she didn't know what to do, so she could only cry helplessly.

Seeing her crying so sadly, Sang Yu couldn't bear it. She took the skirt and tore it hard along the torn opening, directly pulling off the white gauze outside, leaving only the white cloth underneath.

This move made the two children present dumbfounded. An An stopped her tears and looked at Sang Yu blankly.

Aunt Sun made an ouch and raised her voice and said, "Madam, even if you are angry, you can't tear An An's clothes off."

Xi Zheng heard such a sentence as soon as he walked in. He frowned and glanced at the sofa. He saw Sang Yu holding An An's skirt in her hand. The brother and sister stood aside with a slightly surprised expression. An An blushed. The corners of his eyes seemed to have just shed tears.

Anyone who saw this scene would think that Sang Yu had bullied the child, but when he thought of the previous misunderstanding, Xi Zheng quickly calmed down, walked to the sofa, and handed the briefcase in his hand to Aunt Sun.

Aunt Sun quietly looked at Xi Zheng's expression and couldn't tell whether he was angry or not.

He sat on the sofa, looked at An An, and then at Sang Yu, feeling oppressed and asked, "What happened?"

Xi Boyang quickly told what happened, but did not mention Sang Yu's tearing of clothes.

An An stopped crying just now. When she saw Xi Zheng, she finally regained some sense, "It's all my fault for ruining the skirt. Dad, can I not wear a skirt tomorrow?"

Xi Zheng looked at the white gauze on the table, and then at the skirt in Sang Yu's hand, "Forget it if it's broken, I'll buy another one at the worst."

"Oh, what a big deal." Sang Yu shook her skirt, "Since the gauze outside is torn, we can just leave it alone. It's also very beautiful. An An, what do you think?" Looking at the brand new white skirt, An An His eyes widened, "Is this okay?"

Sang Yu blinked at her, "What's wrong? Others don't know what your skirt looks like. Ask Aunt Sun to wash the dirty parts later, and you can wear it tomorrow."

"That's great, sister, so you don't have to worry." Xi Boyang was happy for An An from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes." An An cast a grateful look at Sang Yu, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Remember from now on, don't cry in a hurry when something happens. You won't be a good doctor this way." Sang Yu touched her head, "You must be hungry, wash your hands and eat first."

Seeing this heartwarming scene in front of him, Xi Zheng felt inexplicably soft. He didn't understand why An An favored Sang Yu before, but now he realizes that spiritual help is sometimes more important than material help.

When the two of them went to wash their hands, Xi Zheng suddenly glanced at Aunt Sun next to him, his falcon-like eyes showing a little chill.

Aunt Sun's heart thumped and she said angrily, "My wife is still the one who makes up her mind. She scared me just now."

He may not necessarily be very active in work, but he is good at instigating people. Letting such people stay at home will easily have a bad impact on An An and Bai Yang.

Xi Zheng's voice was slightly cold, "I know you care about An An. You should take this incident as a lesson. An An's skirt became like this for no reason. You also have to think about what the problem is."

"Sir, I don't want to quibble. I have never touched An An's wardrobe. Except for Bai Yang, only Zhu Zixuan has been in her room. I don't know anything." Aunt Sun was worried that Xi Zheng would be held accountable, so she quickly put the Pushed himself clean.

Xi Zheng narrowed his eyes, "Are you sure?"

Aunt Sun nodded, "I don't dare to let other people in casually."

Xi Zheng pondered for a few seconds and said, "Don't spread this matter out yet. Wait until I find out."

Seeing that he believed her, Aunt Sun breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly excused herself to help An An wash her skirt, and disappeared soon after.

Sang Yu glanced at Xi Zheng. Could it be that he wanted to help An An stand out?
As a father, it's natural for him to be angry, but he just doesn't know what Xi Zheng's plan is.

Although the skirt issue was temporarily resolved, An An was still a little depressed during the meal. She probably couldn't feel at ease until the truth of the matter was figured out.

After lunch, Xi Boyang took An An upstairs to sleep. When there was no one in the room, he called An An.

"Sister, you know who ruined the skirt, right?" Xi Baiyang watched her grow up, and An An's thoughts could not escape his eyes. "You told Zhu Zixuan that you wanted to be a flower girl. ?"

Seeing that Xi Baiyang had guessed it, An An could only nod, "A few days ago, Zixuan said that her family was going to take her to a banquet, so I mentioned it to her and said that my father bought me a new skirt. I I just opened the cabinet and showed her, but didn’t let her touch the skirt.”

Xi Baiyang frowned, "Are you sure she never touched that skirt again?"

"No... I really didn't see it." An An lowered her head and twirled her fingers, "I probably tore it accidentally."

(End of this chapter)