The male teacher saw that Yang Xuekong was well-dressed and had a noble temperament. He looked like a rich man. Since he said he would send money, he must not have made a mistake, so he felt a little more balanced.
Seeing that Yang Xuekong was supporting him, he became even more arrogant and pointed at Jiang Yuhan and scolded him.
Jiang Yuhan clenched his two small fists tightly, and his face turned blue and purple with anger, obviously he was not convinced.
Yang Xuekong didn't want to listen to his verbosity, so he ordered Jiang Yuhan: "Apologise to your teacher."
"I don't!" Jiang Yuhan turned his head angrily.
Yang Xuekong's face turned cold and he said word by word: "Apologise to your teacher!"
He originally had the face of a thousand-year-old iceberg and the temperament of a thousand-year-old glacier. Every time he spoke with a cold face like this, even a few adults, let alone a child, would be frightened to the point of getting cramps in their calves and unable to stand still.
However, Jiang Yuhan didn't buy it and pursed his lips stubbornly, "I won't!"
Yang Xuekong looked at him, his brows furrowed tightly.
If Jiang Yuhan wasn't Jiang Yifan and Xiao Huanhuan's child, he would have hung him up and whipped him eight hundred times. Why would he be standing here talking to him so much?
But he was the child of Jiang Yifan and Xiao Huanhuan. The slap he had just slapped on his little face made him feel distressed, and he couldn't help but slap him again.
He thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said: "Xiaohan, uncle often fought when he was a child, but there are two kinds of people, and uncle never fights."
Jiang Yuhan turned back to look at him, his clean and clear eyes full of curiosity.
Looking at his clear and innocent eyes, and then looking at his bruised and swollen little face, Yang Xuekong resented his recklessness just now... No matter how hot and strong he was, he was only a six or seven-year-old child. How could he hit him?
A child?
"My uncle used to fight a lot when he was a kid, but he never hit a girl or a teacher." He sighed, squatted down in front of Jiang Yuhan, and gently stroked his face. "In ancient times, there was a saying that a day is a teacher.
, as a lifelong father, how can you hit someone who is just like your father?"
After Jiang Yuhan listened, he raised his eyes, cast a contemptuous glance at the teacher, and snorted lightly, "He doesn't deserve it!"
For a moment, Yang Xuekong was shocked by his expression.
At that moment, Jiang Yuhan's expression looked very much like Jiang Yifan's more than ten years ago.
Jiang Yuhan originally looked a lot like Jiang Yifan, and with the same demeanor, it was like time and space were reversed, and the person standing in front of him became the Jiang Yifan who had been there for more than ten years.
He suddenly remembered a saying - a dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, a mouse's son can make holes. Only then did he clearly realize that the child standing in front of him, no matter how old he was, was still Jiang Yifan's son.
If you go out and do it, if he says he doesn't, even if he hangs him up and whips him eight hundred times, he won't change his tune.
He couldn't help but take a breath, touched the bruise on his little face, stood up and held his hand, "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 Xuekong turned back coldly and squinted at him coldly.
The male teacher felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and the cold air penetrated into the seams of his bones. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his spine. He shivered violently, closed his mouth and did not dare to speak.
OMG!
This handsome and handsome man who looked like a snow sculpture was so scary. He looked as cold as if he was carved out of ice. He was covered in coldness from head to toe, as if he would be frozen if he wasn't careful.
He didn't dare to make any noise and watched helplessly as Yang Xuekong took Jiang Yuhan away.
The only consolation in his heart now is that most successful men like Yang Xuekong make huge promises and spend a lot of money. Tomorrow he should receive a large amount of medical expenses and mental loss expenses, which is a great blessing among misfortunes.
Yang Xuekong held Jiang Yuhan's hand and slowly walked out of the school. He kept frowning tightly, 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 by nature and has a dark belly, the twins are smart by nature, the little boy is shy and introverted by nature, and Jiang Yuhan is martial and aggressive by nature.
He had the same view as Jiang Yifan, not wanting to stifle 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, he teaches those bad guys who bully the weak.
Take today as an example. When he was furious, he failed to contain his anger and slapped him to the ground. After he rushed over, he found that he was the one who hit him. He put down his fist and called him uncle. It was all good manners.
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Therefore, he always felt that although Jiang Yuhan liked to fight, his quality, character, and cultivation were good, until what happened today.
Hitting his own teacher is something Yang Xuekong will never forgive!
What makes him even more unforgivable is that he still refuses to bow his head and admit his mistake.
Yang Xuekong had a headache, but then he thought about it, this was not his son, so it would be better to take him back and give his boss a headache. Based on his understanding of his boss, his boss would never let him go easily this time.
Thinking like this, he felt a little unbearable in his heart - what if his boss really punished Jiang Yuhan severely? Not only would he feel distressed, but if his brothers knew that not only did he not help Jiang Yuhan,
He concealed it and sold Jiang Yuhan, so those guys had to skin him.
He frowned, thinking wildly, and was in a dilemma.
"Uncle, can you park the car in front?" Jiang Yuhan probably knew that he was in a bad mood, so he asked a little hesitantly.
"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 the pastry shop not far ahead.
It was a time-honored pastry shop in Moonlight City. It only sold hibiscus cakes. It had a small storefront, but it had endured for a long time. The shop next to it had changed owners countless times, but it was the only one that remained standing.
When Yang Xuekong heard him mention his sister, his clear and bright childlike voice suddenly softened a bit, his eyes were full of love, and he couldn't help but feel a bit warmer in his heart.
The children of the Jiang family are so affectionate that people are envious of them. If any woman can give him such cute and adorable children in the future, he will definitely pamper her like a princess.
He stopped the car in a nearby parking lot and took Jiang Yuhan to buy hibiscus cake.
While walking, Jiang Yuhan suddenly stopped and looked up at Yang Xuekong, "Uncle, when you get home, can you not tell my dad and mom that I hit the teacher in school?"
Yang Xuekong lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Why?"
"I will handle my own affairs myself. I don't want my parents to be angry or upset because of my affairs." Jiang Yuhan looked at him with clear but firm eyes.
Yang Xuekong nodded—the intention was good, but how was he going to solve it? Will he beat the teacher again tomorrow until he is subdued?
He pondered for a while, "Okay, I can promise you to hide it for you, but you also have to promise me to go with me to apologize to your teacher tomorrow."
The look on Jiang Yuhan's face suddenly turned ugly, and he turned his head, "I don't want it!"
Yang Xuekong frowned, why is this child so angry?
He lowered his face and said, "If you don't apologize to your teacher, I can only tell your father about this matter, because it is a matter of principle and I cannot protect you."
Jiang Yuhan lowered his head, feeling very annoyed, but his little hand was still held by Yang Xuekong obediently, and he did not get angry with him at all.
Yang Xuekong relented again.
This child, on the one hand, has a hot and scary temper, but on the other hand, he is so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed. It is really contradictory and a headache.
Jiang Yuhan lowered his head and walked forward until he reached the shop selling hibiscus cakes.
There was a long queue in front of him, Jiang Yuhan stood at the end of the queue obediently, and Yang Xuekong stood beside him to accompany him.
Yang Xuekong is a person who never takes care of his own 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.
He lowered his head and looked at Jiang Yuhan beside him. He was moving forward bit by bit as the team advanced. The expression on his face was expectant and serious, without a hint of impatience.
Yang Xuekong knew that Jiang Yuhan's taste was similar to that of Jiang Yifan, and he liked salty food but not sweet food, so he bought hibiscus cake purely to make Xiaoguai happy.
He felt warm and a little funny in his heart... Jiang Yuhan was said to have a quick and hot temper, but a person who could queue up in front of a pastry shop for a long time just to buy a pound of hibiscus cake for his sister, his
Can a temper be considered hot?
Looking at Jiang Yuhan, Yang Xuekong twisted his lips 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 large bag of hibiscus cakes. While packing her things, she made way for Jiang Yuhan to stand over.
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Jiang Yuhan politely said thank you to the girl, and then said to the waiter in the shop: "I want five kilograms of hibiscus cake."
Jiang has a large family, so no matter what he buys, he buys more.
The waiter glanced at Jiang Yuhan and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, kid, the hibiscus cakes are sold out today. You can 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 eccentric temper. He only made a hundred catties of hibiscus cake a day and would close it when it was sold out. He would not make even one more catty.
Thinking about Xiaoguai being in his arms that morning, pinching his face and saying in a sweet voice that she wanted to eat fu cake, he felt even more regretful.
Xiao Guai's teeth can't chew very hard things yet, so soft and spongy hibiscus cake is most suitable for her. If he goes home empty-handed, she will definitely be disappointed.
"Forget it, Xiaoguai is still young. What he said one second ago will be forgotten the next second. Let's go to the nearby shop to buy her other delicious food, okay?" Yang Xuekong couldn't bear to see the disappointment on his face.
With a look on his face, he spoke to comfort him.
Jiang Yuhan seemed not to hear, looking thoughtfully at the girl who just stood in front of him.
