Soon after going to work, Nan Ying received a WeChat message.

[Yingying, thank you last night. Xiaohai likes to eat chocolate, there is a discount for buying two boxes, one of which is given to you, put in the first drawer of your desk, please smile. 】

The woman pulled out the drawer and took out the gift, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she was in a particularly good mood.

Suddenly, Zheng Miaoyin popped out of nowhere, "Yo, Xiao Nizi, so soon, someone is relieved to secretly agree, is it MK's Jiang Mubai, or Mr. Jin?" ”

Nan Ying patted her shoulder with a slight annoyance, "What nonsense? ”

"Neither? It seems that there are a lot of people chasing you, huh? ”

Nan Ying explained solemnly, "Where do you want to go." I did them a great favor yesterday, so they gave me chocolates as a thank you, understand? ”

Zheng Miaoyin shook her head, "I don't understand, I just know that today is Qixi Festival, and the person who gave the chocolate either has a good impression of you or is showing love to you." ”

"Ahh

Nan Ying realized later, it turned out that today is White Day.

The more she explained, the more she couldn't figure out the relationship, she simply knocked Zheng Miaoyin on the head, "Hurry up and work, tomorrow is the new product launch conference, there are so many things." ”

Knowing that she couldn't ask what the result was, Zheng Miaoyin shrugged her shoulders and returned to her place.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the day passed unconsciously.

Yang Kaiyu soothed his nervous eyebrows, and was about to get off work, but received a call from his son's primary school homeroom teacher.

It turned out that Yang Ruihai had a fight with his classmates and knocked the other party's head out of the blood.

Racing all the way, soon, Yang Kaiyu came to the head teacher's office.

"Mr. Yang, you came just in time. Xiaohai won the first place in this monthly exam, he was a top student, but he fought with his classmates and saw blood, which had an extremely bad impact. I kept asking him why he was beating, but he didn't avoid answering. Tomorrow, my classmate's father will come to the school to ask for a talk, so please have a good chat with him. ”

Yang Kaiyu endured his anger and apologized to the teacher, "I'm sorry teacher, I've caused you trouble, I must ask what's going on." ”

"That's good, it's not early, you can go back."

"Yes."

Yang Kaiyu left holding his son's hand tightly, and when he came to his car, his temper suddenly exploded.

He tried his best to communicate with the child in the most gentle tone, "Xiaohai, why are you hitting your classmates?" ”

Yang Ruihai bit his lip and explained, "He said that I took a double hundred points for plagiarism, and said that he would tell the head teacher that I am not an honest child, and he also said ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Kaiyu.

"Smack-"

A loud slap on the little boy's cheek, a hot sting.

"If a classmate says you plagiarize, can you hit someone? Xiaohai, violence is not the solution to the problem. After a pause, he continued, "Do you know what you did wrong?" ”

"I'm not wrong." Yang Ruihai and his father were on the pole, glaring at him coldly and arrogantly, with a face full of resentment.

"Smack-"

Another slap in the face.

"Do you admit your mistakes?"

"I'm not wrong."

The little boy stared stubbornly at his father.

Yang Kaiyu was angry and wanted to screw him into the car and clean up after he went home, but he didn't expect the little guy to slip away and run away without a trace.

He wandered nearby, shouting anxiously, "Xiaohai, Xiaohai, where are you, come out ......"

Yang Ruihai squatted in the corner of the food stall where he ate last night, crying profusely.

A heavy rain fell unexpectedly, drenching him into a soup chicken.

I don't know how long it was, he took out his mobile phone from the waterproof study and dialed Nan Ying's phone.