C109 Father's Soliloquy

"Is there such a thing?" Dempsey Wilson was slightly surprised. His cute little princess could even bite? He even bit his classmate's finger until it bled? Ai, I really did not expect her to be such a little fellow.

"Mr. Wilson, why don't you ask the mommy of the children to come over? Emma cried for a long time." The teacher requested carefully.

"I'll be there right away. Help me comfort Emma first!" Dempsey Wilson also said very politely and hung up the phone.

Then, he stood up, took his suit jacket and pressed the button on the landline: "Isaac Corbyn, prepare the car, I want to go to school."

Isaac Corbyn hurriedly arranged the car and followed him downstairs with a nervous expression, "young master, did something happen to the children?"

"Yes, Emma bit her classmate. I need to go and take care of it." At the very least, his child had bitten someone else. As a parent, he had to go and apologize in person. Compensation is one thing, but personally apologizing is a basic etiquette for a person.

"Ah …" When Isaac Corbyn heard this, he also had a face of disbelief. In his mind, he remembered that childish little thing. She actually still had the courage and courage to bite her classmate? You really can't judge a book by its cover.

"Isaac Corbyn, you don't have to go. There's a meeting in the afternoon. Please help me manage it!" Dempsey Wilson stopped and ordered.

Isaac Corbyn could only nod his head, "Alright, then young master will deal with the child first. I will keep an eye on this side."

Dempsey Wilson's convoy stopped outside the school gates as a tall and elegant figure appeared at the classroom door.

From afar, he could hear the familiar cry of his daughter, and as soon as he heard it, his heart tightened.

Even though it was bad that the little guy had bitten her, and he would definitely teach her a lesson later, hearing her cry in such a wronged manner, as her father, the feelings in his heart were naturally not easy to bear.

Thus, he quickened his pace and entered the classroom. He saw that in a small wooden house built into a pile of toys, there was the sound of a little fellow crying.

A few teachers were standing by the small door of the wooden house, anxiously spinning around, trying to coax the little guy out of the house. Unfortunately, Emma Scott, who was already frightened and hurt, refused to come out of the wooden house.

When Dempsey Wilson saw this scene, he felt as if his heart was stabbed by a knife and rushed over quickly.

"Mr. Wilson, you finally came. Hurry up and let Emma come out. She's been hiding in there for a long time, she doesn't care who calls her."

The other young teachers were also extremely anxious about Emma Scott's condition, but when they saw their father appear, their faces turned red with embarrassment. This man was simply too handsome and his temperament was too great. Even as a teacher of a child, he couldn't resist his charm.

"You guys go greet the other children, I'll coax her!" Dempsey Wilson said politely.

Then, he frowned and asked one of the teachers: "Where's Frank Scott? Why didn't he come and talk to his sister? "

"Frank did, but Emma wouldn't listen, so he ignored her." The teacher was at a loss whether to laugh or to cry. Although Frank Scott and Emma Scott were both born from the dragon and phoenix, the difference in their personalities was like heaven and earth.

"Got it, thank you!" Dempsey Wilson let out a sigh of relief. That stinking brat, Frank Scott, his sister was crying so much that she was out of breath. He actually dared to ignore her and go back to see how he was going to deal with him.

"Emma, come out quickly. Daddy is here to bring you home!" Dempsey Wilson bent down and looked at the tiny figure in the dark passage.

"Daddy …" Emma Scott, who was crying so hard that she almost fell asleep, shook her head. She was slightly awake when she heard her father's voice.

When she raised her head, she saw her father's gentle face.

"Daddy, it really was you …" The little guy's voice was hoarse, but the moment he saw his father, he immediately stopped crying. His small hands and calves quickly crawled out, and he instantly threw himself into his father's embrace.

"5555, Daddy, I'm in trouble. Mommy will definitely beat me to death." The moment the little fellow threw itself into the cauldron, it began to wail and admit its mistakes while doing so.

Dempsey Wilson hugged his daughter tightly and rubbed her shoulders with his big hands. He comforted her, "Alright, I'm fine. Daddy is here!"

"Mommy, if you know that I've bitten your classmates again, you'll definitely beat me to death this time …" 555, Daddy, I'm so scared. " Emma Scott didn't know why she cried for such a long time, but she was terrified inside. She knew she was in big trouble.

"She won't hit you. She didn't come!" When Dempsey Wilson heard his daughter say that again, his handsome face tensed up. Could it be that this wasn't the first time this little thing bit a classmate? Was it a habit? That was really bad. He had to help her change it.

Emma Scott only raised her head from her dad's shoulder when she heard that his mother hadn't come. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She glanced outside the classroom while sniffing. She looked pitiful.

Dempsey Wilson's shoulders were covered in tears and snot from the little guy. However, no matter how much of a germaphobia he was, he did not care about it at all. He only wanted his daughter to calm down from the shock.

"Emma, can you tell Daddy now why you're biting your classmate?" Seeing that his daughter finally calmed him down, Dempsey Wilson decided that it was time to have a good talk with Xiao Budian.

"He stole my toy …" Emma Scott's voice was soft, and she sounded scared. Obviously, she knew she was wrong.

"You bit him just because he stole your toy?" Dempsey Wilson was shocked. It seemed that the little guy was very overbearing.

Emma Scott shrunk her shoulders and said with a bit of grievance, "I told him to let go, but he said he wouldn't let go even if he died, so I bit him …" Daddy, I bit his finger and it bled. I really didn't mean to, but... "But I don't know why I want to bite him …"

Dempsey Wilson heard his daughter's explanation and felt a headache coming on. Thus, he had to pretend to be serious and scolded her: "Emma, what you're doing is very wrong, do you understand? Toys are from the school, everyone can play with them. If you want, you can talk to them first. "

"I've already told him. If he doesn't want to listen, then I'll have to bite him!" When Emma Scott mentioned this matter, she still felt wronged.

Dempsey Wilson also knew that his daughter must have been wronged. Otherwise, she wouldn't be like a little rabbit, biting someone when she was anxious.