C525 Genius(1)

When Jing reacted, she only had time to see Jiajia's hurried back. She thought that Ms Jiajia must have something urgent to do. Ms Jiajia had always been calm when doing things. There was no rush, no rush. It was rare to see such an expression on her. She quietly packed the documents, stepped on the bag, and turned off the lights. She went out.

When Jiajia rushed over, there was no longer a shadow of two or three people in the kindergarten. She cursed in her heart, "Oh no!"

She did not go anywhere else but ran straight to the teacher's office and rushed in. Sure enough, she saw her son sitting on the chair, bored, playing with the iPod that she had just bought. Flipping around, he seemed to be extremely impatient.

"Teacher, I'm here to bring Xiaomo home. Thank you for looking after him!" Jiajia said apologetically to the teacher who was crouching on the desk and writing materials.

"You are Xiaomo's parent, right? I am not talking about you. If you don't come soon, I will call you and ask you whether you want him or not. I've seen my parents busy, but I've never seen anyone as busy as you. The child is so young, how can you be so irresponsible?" Elli, who was lying on the desk, looked up and pushed her glasses up. Her tone was stern. To be honest, she had never seen a parent like her before. Which parent wasn't as precious as a national treasure? Yes, she didn't deny that Xiaomo, as well as all the teachers and children in the school, liked him. Not only did Xiaomo have a handsome appearance, but he also had a smart head. Even she could not help but complain and speak up for him. She really didn't know how such a mother raised such an outstanding child.

Jiajia smiled apologetically as she said, "Yes, yes, yes. I will definitely pay attention next time. This kind of situation won't happen again." What a joke. What else could she say when she thought she was in the wrong? For the sake of studying in this public kindergarten, she had spent a lot of money on the teachers. But then again, she had indeed neglected Xiaomo because of work all these years. No matter how smart and mature he was, he was only a five-year-old child. She felt guilty for not giving him a normal childhood life. So she tried her best to make it up to him.

Did someone say that this was the usual calm, reserved, and serious chief designer? However, Jiajia was really an idiot when it came to taking care of children in life. Sometimes, even Xiaomo could not help but look down on her, just like at this moment.

Xiaomo had naturally heard his mother's footsteps a long time ago, so he deliberately did not make a sound. He wanted to see what his mother was going to do to ruin his worldview. Indeed, after seeing Mummy's embarrassed and lackey assurances, he rolled his eyes helplessly. Since when did his mother not say that? He would recite it all, okay? The poor Jiajia was openly looked down upon by her son.

After a few exchanges, the teacher's expression also became slightly better. Jiajia could not help but let out a light sigh of relief and wipe the sweat off her forehead. One must know that she was especially afraid of the teacher in the past. When she was studying, her grades had always been average. She had been recited by the teacher many times. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It was even more tiring than fighting in the business world.

Xiaomo had been observing their expressions and felt that it was about time. He stood up and held Jiajia's hand handsomely and politely said, "Teacher, it's late. Mummy and I will go back first. See you tomorrow, teacher!" At the end, he added his signature smiling face.

As expected, the teacher stopped asking her questions. She smiled gently at Xiaomo," Xiaomo, see you tomorrow! " It couldn't be helped. Who asked Xiaomo to be so cute? It made Xiaomo unhappy every time. The teachers loved his way of doing things.

When Jiajia heard the two of them say goodbye, she was speechless and swallowed her saliva. She held her forehead with both hands. Why was her words not as effective as Xiaomo's? She was a smart person at such a young age, but she actually knew the trick of a handsome man. She couldn't help but feel worried for her future.

"Mummy, let's go!" Xiaomo immediately changed his face when he faced Jiajia and said impatiently.

After leaving the school, Xiaomo's original appearance was revealed. He shook off Jiajia's hand and walked in front of her. Xiaomo might be small, but his temper was not ordinary. He really did not know who he had followed, but he had his own policies. He had his own countermeasures. Jiajia had honed her thick skin that was comparable to a city wall in these few years. She naturally knew how to treat the problem.

When she saw Xiaomo walking forward unhappily, her eyes turned, and her face was full of smiles as she jogged forward. It was more important to pacify this little ancestor first. "Amo, Xiaomo, baby, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time." She was the most aggrieved Mummy in history. She was never like her again. Living under the despotic might of the son of an elf, it was truly sad.

"Humph!" Xiaomo still ignored her and continued to walk forward.