Back For My Daughter-Chapter 38 - Won’t Love Mumma!
Meanwhile, as Yuan Meng and Ning Wei quickly left the staff room there were many people who stood there in a daze, it was as if they didn't hear that the bell rang and they were released.
Soon the female teachers scoffed.
"Does she think she is some she is a bigshot?"
"Yeah just because she found a wealthy man to play with doesn't mean that she had the right to look down at others."
After scolding they picked their bags and started to leave.
The male teachers turned to look at each other and sighed.
'Ahh here we thought that she might be someone new, she was Miss Yuan.'
'This Yang Kun is really lucky if only she was someone with real power we might have seen some real action here.'
Most of them sighed for Mr. Yang while a few thought it was unbelievable for Yuan Meng to look like this in a day.
Soon the staff room was empty and only one person stood there.
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"Fu*k, it was that Yuan Meng all this time."
Yuan Kun kicked the iron desk hard and cursed.
"Ahhhh."
He then felt a pain in his leg after kicking and sat on the chair while checking his leg.
it was black and blue and was swelling.
"Yuan Meng, I will definitely see into things now."
As he said another thought appeared in his mind.
"So you rejected me and found another man huh, let me see the man you liked after all these years. I will definitely take a look at him and see what's so special in him."
A devious glint flashed in his eyes as he thought and tried to stand while supporting himself with the use of the desks.
"Hey you, yes come here and help me go back to my house."
He called out to a clerk and ordered him to drop him home.
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In the meantime, as Yang Kun was walking to his car in the parking.
In a taxi moving towards Muqin Park.
In the taxi two ladies were talking to each other, well we can't say talking as the middle-aged lady seemed to be teasing the one that seemed to be in her early 20's.
While the younger lady was blushing sometimes and sometimes she countered.
"Alright Sister Wie, I won't be going further I want to go to the old age home now."
"Hey, don't tell me Little Qiqi will be there."
Ning Wei frowned.
"I thought her father would take her home."
"No, it's not like that Qian'er said that he will pick up Qiqi from school so she won't be there."
"Oh, then why do you want to go to the old age home?"
"Well, the uncle and aunties really loved Qiqi a lot if she doesn't come to them they would definitely feel sad, so I want to tell them about that."
"You really are considerate, and they have really taken care of Little Qiqi all this time."
Ning Wei sighed and asked the driver to take the car to the Old Age home.
As they arrived at the entrance of the old age home Yuan Meng asked about the fees.
"How much for the drive sir for both of us?"
"Hey, what are you doing, didn't I brought you here."
Ning Wei scolded but Yuan Meng looked at her sternly.
"Sister Wei, don't say such things, I know, you also try to save money, for Little Jia's studies. Besides if I dont use the money Qian'er will think I came walking and scold me again."
With that, she took the 100 Yuan note from her purse and handed it to the cab driver.
"Miss the total is 25 Yuan's."
The driver took the money and handed the remaining change back to Yuan Meng.
"Thank you."
Yuan Meng smiled and was about to open the door when she saw a figure through the glass.
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At the stairs of the Old Age Home.
Ye Qian carried Little Qiqi in his hand as she played with his hair.
"Hey, Butterfly tell Papa what did your Grandma Xue told you to keep in mind."
Ye Qian asked as he pinched her nose.
Little Qiqi giggled and answered while trying to dodge his hands playfully.
"Qiqi will tell papa but papa has to make delicious food for Qiqi today."
"You naughty Butterfly, even if you dont tell me Papa will always make delicious for you and mumma."
Ye Qian said as he felt honey was dripping from his heart while pinching Little Qiqi's nose.
"Hehehe Papa Qiqi is not naughty, Qiqi is obedient and behaves well."
Little Qiqi giggled.
"Alright, my little Butterfly is the most obedient and well-behaving girl. Now tell papa what your Grandma Xue told you."
Ye Qian smiled and started walking to the gate.
"Papa Grandma Xue told Qiqi that Qiqi should give some time to Papa and Mumma and Papa should take responsibility for all the time while Papa was not with Mumma and love her a lot."
Hearing her saying such things in her baby voice, Ye Qian's facial muscles started to distort and his lips twitch.
'What are those old ladies teaching her. I think this message was only for me.'
He sighed and shook his head.
"Papa, why are you shaking your head, don't tell Qiqi that you won't love Mumma?"
"Humph."
Asking that the little girl pouted her lips and turned her head to the side and harrumphed.
"Hey, my little Butterfly who told you that Papa won't love your Mumma. What your Grandma Xue told me is right I must love your Mumma more now and take responsibility she has really suffered a lot while I was gone."
Ye Qian found the little girl's actions were too cute and reassured her as he sighed as he completed his sentence.
Noticing his sadness Little Qiqi turned to him and held his face with her tiny little hands and consoled him.
"Papa doesn't have to worry Qiqi knows papa missed Qiqi and Mumma a lot and is trying hard to take care of Qiqi and Mumma and give a lot of love to us."
As she said a teardrop fell from her eyes.
"Hey, my little Butterfly should not cry now, how about we go out to do shopping and eating."
Ye Qian felt bad as he saw Little Qiqi cried and rubbed her cheeks.
Little Qiqi quickly cheered up and said.
"Yes, Papa Qiqi never went to malls, Little Ji, Rong, Wie, Jing, Xue and Little Min. Said that there are many things in the mall and there are many big and small toys and foods and tasty snacks too."
Little Qiqi exclaimed as she gestured with her tiny hands.
As she continued Ye Qian smiled at her gestures.
Suddenly her tone turned silent.
"What happened Butterfly why did you suddenly fell silent? Are you fine or are you not feeling good?"
Ye Qian asked worryingly.
"No Papa Qiqi is fine, but Papa won't you need to spend a lot of money if we go to the mall tomorrow."
"How about we don't go to the mall and go to Muqin Park?"
Seeing her worried look Ye Qian felt sad again.
'She is really sensible like Mengmeng.'
Ye Qian patter Little Qiqi's head and comforted her.
"My little Butterfly doesn't have to worry about spending money, and we will go to the mall tomorrow and get new clothes for Qiqi and Mumma and eat a lot of snacks as well."
"And don't we need to bring things for the party here on Sunday?"
"But Papa..."
Little Qiqi still didn't give up and tried to convince Ye Qian.
"No buts, how about Papa tell Butterfly a secret."
Little Qiqi forgot about convincing when Ye Qian said secret her interest peaked and she looked at Ye Qian with start eyes.
"Yes, Papa tell Qiqi."
"The bag that papa is having is filled with money, I will let you see when we go home."
"Really, Papa has so much money?"
Little Qiqi's eyes widened as she asked.
Ye Qian was amused by her expression and patted her head.
"Yes, why would Papa lie to his Little Butterfly. Don't you believe papa?"
"No no papa Qiqi believes you, we will go to the mall and buy new clothes for Qiqi and Mumma tomorrow."
Little Qiqi quickly said as she felt that Ye Qian might feel bad for it.
They turned to Guard Le and said him goodbye.
"Bye-bye Uncle Le and Uncle Ji, Qiqi will come back on Sunday, you should come to the party too!"
Little Qiqi gushed as she waved her hand at Guard Le.
Guard Le smiled and waved his hand at them and said.
"Yes, I will surely come to the party."
"Bye-bye Little Qiqi."
The other guard also waved his hand and smiled at them as Ye Qian carried Little Qiqi to the road.
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