Girl, you are being calculated!

The male teacher saw that Yang Xuekong was well-dressed and had a dignified demeanor, which made him look like a rich man. Since he said that he would get people to send money, he would not make a mistake, so he felt a little more balanced.

Seeing that Yang Xuekong was backing him, he became even more arrogant, pointing at Jiang Yuhan and scolding him.

Jiang Yuhan clenched his small fists tightly, and his face turned blue and purple with anger, obviously dissatisfied.

Yang Xuekong didn't want to listen to his rambling, so he told Jiang Yuhan, "Apologize to your teacher."

"I don't!" Jiang Yuhan turned his head angrily.

Yang Xuekong's face turned cold, and he said word by word: "Apologize to your teacher!"

He originally had a face of a thousand-year-old iceberg, and a temperament of a thousand-year-old glacier. Every time he spoke with such a cold face, let alone a child, even a few adults would be frightened and their calves twisted, and they couldn't stand still. But Jiang Yuhan didn't buy it, and pursed his lips stubbornly, "I won't!"

Yang Xuekong looked at him, frowning tightly.

If Jiang Yuhan wasn't the child of Jiang Yifan and Xiao Huanhuan, he would have hung him up and whipped him eight hundred times, why would he stand here and waste so much talk with him?

But he happened to be the child of Jiang Yifan and Xiao Huanhuan, the slap on his little face just now made him feel distressed, he couldn't say anything and couldn't slap him anymore.

He thought for a while, then slowed down his voice and said, "Xiaohan, uncle often fought when he was young, but there are two kinds of people. Uncle never fights."

Jiang Yuhan turned his head to look at him, his clean and clear eyes were full of curiosity.

Looking at his clear and innocent gaze, and then at his bruised and swollen face, Yang Xuekong resented himself even more for his recklessness just now... No matter how hot and powerful he is, he is only a six or seven-year-old child, how could he hit him with his hands? a child?

"Uncle used to fight a lot when he was young, but he never hit a girl or a teacher," he sighed, knelt down in front of Jiang Yuhan, and gently stroked his little face, "There is an old saying that one day is a teacher , a father for life, how can you beat someone like your father?"

After Jiang Yuhan finished listening, he raised his eyes, cast a contemptuous glance at the teacher, and hummed softly, "He is not worthy!"

For a moment, Yang Xuekong was startled by his expression.

At that moment, Jiang Yuhan's expression resembled Jiang Yifan's more than ten years ago.

Jiang Yuhan originally looked a lot like Jiang Yifan, coupled with the same demeanor, it was like a reversal of time and space, and the person standing in front of him became Jiang Yifan who had been around for more than ten years.

He suddenly remembered a sentence - dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make holes. Only now did he clearly realize that the child standing in front of him, no matter how old he was, was Jiang Yifan's son after all. It must be done, he said he didn't, even if he really hung him up and beat him eight hundred times, he would not change his words.

He couldn't help taking a breath, touched the bruise on his little face, stood up and held his hand, "Let's go, let's go home."

The male teacher was furious, jumping up and down and shouting: "He beat me like this, we can't just let it go, you..."

"What do you want?" Yang Xue turned back abruptly, squinting at him coldly.

The male teacher only felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and the cold air penetrated directly into the crevices of his bones, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back. He shivered violently, shut his mouth tightly and dared not speak.

God!

This handsome and handsome man who looked like a snow sculpture was too scary, as cold as if carved out of ice, with a chill from head to toe, as if he would freeze if he was not careful.

He didn't dare to make any noise anymore, and watched Yang Xuekong take Jiang Yuhan away.

The only consolation in his heart now is that most successful men like Yang Xuekong make promises and spend a lot of money. Tomorrow he should receive a large amount of medical expenses and mental damage expenses, which is considered a blessing among misfortunes.

Yang Xuekong took Jiang Yuhan's hand and walked out of the school slowly, his brows were furrowed all the time, thinking about how to deal with today's affairs.

He doesn't mind Jiang Yuhan fighting, as Jiang Yifan said, every child has his own nature, Jiang Yunuan is elegant and dark-bellied by nature, the twins are smart by nature, the little girl is shy and introverted by nature, and Jiang Yuhan is martial and aggressive by nature.

He had the same opinion as Jiang Yifan, and he didn't want to kill Jiang Yuhan's nature.

What's more, Jiang Yifan and Xiao Huanhuan have always educated Jiang Yuhan very well. Although Jiang Yuhan has a hot temper and likes to fight, he respects his elders and loves his younger siblings. Every time he fights, those bullying bad guys teach him a lesson.

Take today as an example, he couldn't contain his anger in his rage, and slapped him to the ground. After rushing over, he found that he was the one who hit him, so he put down his fist and obediently called him uncle. .

Therefore, he has always felt that although Jiang Yuhan likes to fight, his quality, character, and self-cultivation are all good, until what happened today.

Yang Xuekong would never forgive him for beating his own teacher!

What made him even more unforgivable was that he still didn't bow his head and admit his mistake.

Yang Xuekong had a headache, but after thinking about it, this is not his son, so take him back to make his boss a headache. Based on what he knows about his boss, his boss will definitely not let him off this time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear it again—what if his boss really punished Jiang Yuhan severely?Not only would he feel distressed, but if his brothers knew that he not only didn't help Jiang Yuhan hide it, but also sold Jiang Yuhan, those brothers would have to take his skin off.

He frowned, thinking wildly, in a dilemma.

"Uncle, can I stop the car in front?" Jiang Yuhan probably knew that he was in a bad mood, so he hesitated to ask.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xuekong looked around to see if there was any parking space.

"My sister said she wanted to eat hibiscus cake this morning." Jiang Yuhan pointed to a pastry shop not far ahead.

It was a time-honored pastry shop in Moonlight City. It only sold hibiscus cakes. It had a small appearance, but it lasted for a long time. The shop next to it had changed hands countless times, and it was the only one that stood still.

When Yang Xuekong heard him mention his sister, his clear and bright childish voice suddenly softened a little, his eyes were filled with love, and his heart couldn't help but warm a little.

The Jiang family's children are so affectionate that people are envious. If any woman can give him such cute and loving children in the future, he must pamper her like a princess.

He parked the car in a nearby parking lot, and then led Jiang Yuhan to buy hibiscus cakes.

As he was walking, Jiang Yuhan suddenly stopped, and looked up at Yang Xuekong with his small face, "Uncle, when you get home, can you not tell my father and mother that I beat the teacher at school."

Yang Xuekong looked down at him, "Why?"

"I will solve my own affairs, and I don't want my parents to be angry and upset because of my affairs." Jiang Yuhan looked at him with clear but firm eyes.

Yang Xuekong nodded - his intentions were good, but how would he solve it?Do you want to beat up that teacher tomorrow until he is subdued?

He pondered for a while, "Okay, I can promise you to hide it for you, but you have to promise me that you will go with me to apologize to your teacher tomorrow."

The expression on Jiang Yuhan's little face suddenly became ugly, and he turned his head away, "I don't want it!"

Yang Xuekong frowned, why is this kid so angry?

He lowered his face, "If you don't apologize to your teacher, I can only tell your father about it, because it's a matter of principle, and I can't cover you up."

Jiang Yuhan lowered his head, feeling extremely annoyed in his heart, but his little hand was still obediently held by Yang Xuekong, and he didn't show his temper at him at all.

Yang Xuekong's heart softened again.

This child, on the one hand, has a hot temper that scares people, and on the other hand, is cute and makes people feel distressed. It really makes people feel conflicted and headaches.

Jiang Yuhan walked forward with his head down, and came to a shop selling hibiscus cakes.

There was a long line in front, Jiang Yuhan obediently stood at the end of the line, and Yang Xuekong stood beside him to accompany him.

Yang Xuekong is a person who never takes care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation. His personal assistant takes care of all his food, clothing, housing and transportation. He never wastes time on these trivial matters, let alone queuing in front of a pastry shop. , this is the first time since he was born.

Looking down at Jiang Yuhan beside him, he followed the team's progress little by little, with an expectant and serious look on his face, without a hint of impatience.

Yang Xuekong knew that Jiang Yuhan's taste followed Jiang Yifan's, he liked salty ones and disliked sweet ones, so he bought hibiscus cake purely to make the little boy happy.

He felt warm in his heart, and it was a little funny... It is said that Jiang Yuhan's temper is irritable and hot-tempered, but a person who can stand in line for a long time in front of the pastry shop just to buy a catty of hibiscus cake for his sister, his Can temper be considered hot?

Looking at Jiang Yuhan, Yang Xuekong pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly... What a conflicted child!

More than half an hour passed, and there was still a girl left in front of Jiang Yuhan. The girl paid the money and took a big bag of hibiscus cakes. While packing, she made room for Jiang Yuhan so that Jiang Yuhan could stand over .

Jiang Yuhan thanked the girl politely, and then said to the waiter in the shop, "I want five catties of hibiscus cake."

There are many Jiang family members, so no matter what they buy, they buy a lot.

The waiter glanced at Jiang Yuhan, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, kid, today's hibiscus cake is sold out, so come early tomorrow."

Jiang Yuhan was a little disappointed.

He knew that this shop was like this. The owner of the shop had a very weird temper. He only made one hundred catties of hibiscus cakes a day and closed the store when they were sold out. He didn't make more than one catty.

Thinking of the little girl in his arms in the morning, pinching his face and saying in a childlike voice that she wanted to eat fu cakes, he felt even more regretful.

Xiaoguai's teeth can't chew very hard things yet, and the soft and fluffy hibiscus cake is best for her. If he goes home empty-handed, she will be very disappointed.

"Forget it, Xiaoguai is still young, what I said in one second is forgotten in the next second, let's go to the next shop and buy her other delicious food, shall we?" Yang Xuekong couldn't bear to look at his disappointed face look, and comforted him.

Jiang Yuhan didn't seem to hear, looking thoughtfully at the girl who just stood in front of him.