1055: C1055 Report

C1055 Report

After coming out of the banquet, Xue Xue'er still tightly held onto Ouyang Qing'an's arm.

"President Ouyang, how was my performance tonight?"

"Pretty good."

Ouyang Qing'an looked at Xue Xue'er and his fingers gently brushed across her face.

His fingers were a little rough. After he swept them just like that, it brought a numb feeling.

That numb and numb feeling quickly spread throughout Xue Xue'er's entire body.

"Not serious."

She pushed Ouyang Qing'an's hand away and looked at him reproachfully.

"So many people are still watching."

"It's fine. You are my wife. Whatever I do to you is good."

Ouyang Qing'an smiled and pecked Xue Xue'er's lips again.

Xue Xue'er really did not want to get entangled with him when he was so indecent. She poked his forehead with her finger and quickly got into the car and did not look at him anymore.

Seeing that she pretended to be angry, the corner of Ouyang Qing'an's mouth curled up slightly.

"Let's go home."

No matter how outstanding she was, she was still his woman.

The next two days were peaceful and comfortable.

Ouyang Qing'an deliberately brought Xue Xue'er along to show off his affection. From time to time, he would give her flowers and kiss her in front of everyone.

The two of them had such a good relationship, so the ambiguous public opinion about them was quickly suppressed.

After Su Ruoxi heard about it, she gritted her teeth in anger, but there was nothing she could do.

Wasn't she just a yellow-faced woman? Why did Ouyang Qing'an like her so much?

She thought for a while, then secretly started to think of a new plot.

That afternoon.

Xue Xue'er was still designing jewelry when the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello."

After she answered the phone, she heard the voice of the agency's Teacher Tang.

"Madam, please come to the office. Little Miss is arguing with other classmates and she is crying nonstop. We really can't stop her..."

Teacher Tang's voice was full of apology and guilt.

As the teacher of the organization, she was really guilty that she was unable to resolve the conflicts between the children.

Xue Xue'er thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"I will go right now."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.2

Nianxue had a gentle temperament and would not easily get angry with others. Even if she was bullied, she would still smile and not take it to heart.

Now, she was actually angered to the point of crying by other classmates. It definitely was not a small matter!

But this time, Xue Xue'er thought wrong.

When she rushed to the dance class classroom, Nianxue was still crying. The students beside her were looking at her pitifully and were at a loss as to what to do.

Xue Xue'er quickly came to Nianxue's side and pulled her small hand.

"Nianxue, what happened to you?"

"I don't want her to wear those dancing shoes."

Nianxue pointed at the pair of white dancing shoes and cried in a low voice.

She looked very wronged. Her eyes were red like little rabbits. Her lips kept moving as she buried her head into Xue Xue'er's arms.

Xue Xue'er used her hand to lightly pat her back and looked at her classmates at the side.

This was a little boy who had just been five years old. His face was full of depression.

But from the looks of it, he was actually very worried about Nianxue and did not seem like he was bullying her.

After thinking for a moment, Xue Xue'er kissed Nianxue first.

"Be good, don't cry. Mommy, go and ask clearly."

"Okay."

Nianxue closed her eyes and used all her strength to wipe away her tears.

At this moment, the little boy's father also came. Just as he was about to aggressively pursue the matter, he saw that Nianxue's eyes were red from crying. He immediately scratched his head awkwardly.

He looked left and right and slapped his son's back.

"Tell me, did you bully the little girl?"

"I didn't."

The little boy's face was full of grievance as he pointed at the white dancing shoes beside him.

"This pair of shoes was given to me by my teacher, but just as I was about to wear it, she came over and took the shoes away, not allowing me to touch them. The moment I mentioned her, she cried."

Just because of this?

Xue Xue'er looked helplessly at Nianxue. Nianxue was staring at the little boy with her eyes wide open.

"It's just that you are not allowed to wear it. That is my teacher's."

Although she said it fiercely, her tears still fell.

The little boy's father was even more embarrassed.

The one who made a mistake was her own daughter. Xue Xue'er hurriedly apologized.

"It is my daughter who is not sensible. I am sorry."

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