088 Difficult little guy

"Are you the little wife my father just married?" With a cold tone and a sophisticated expression, Zhou Yishu thought that this kid must belong to the kind of precocious child mentioned on the Internet.

She walked over and threw the bag on the sofa, and then smiled and said, "Little friend, didn't your teacher teach you to speak respectful words with your elders, especially for beautiful women?"

Zhouzhou smiled contemptuously: "I communicate with my grandparents, aunts, and even my father in this tone and attitude... Also, don't call me a child!"

"What's the name of that?"

"Don't call me, I don't want to talk to you!"

Zhou Yishu tilted her head slightly with a very annoyed expression, "What should I do? You hate me, but your father likes me very much.

"You don't cheat me as a child, my father won't like you." Zhou Zhou raised his head to refute her.

Zhou Yushu raised her eyebrows, leaned over to him, and smiled brightly. "Little guy, if your father doesn't like it, how can I marry me?" In fact, she said this just to tease the little guy and eliminate his arrogance. But the little guy took it seriously and blushed with anger.

"In a word, I won't admit that you are my stepmother!"

"Why? Where on earth do I annoy you?"

"Well, I might as well tell you that in fact, my father was cheated back by my grandmother when he was critically ill when he returned to Shanghai last time, because we are all against my father marrying you."

When his father left that morning, he clearly promised that he would consider it, but it turned out to be just perfunctory.

Hearing Zhouzhou say this, Zhou Yishu's face changed slightly. She glanced at the pride in the little guy's eyes and immediately laughed.

"So many people oppose your father's insistence on marrying me. I can imagine how important I am in his heart. I'm so happy." Humph, she was not angry when she said those words to make her angry.

"It's not! A woman like you is really thick-skinned. There is a big difference in age between you and my father. Why do you rely on him?

Zhou Yushu shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "If you don't have a thick skin, you can't catch up with your father. I like him because I want to be with him, so I rely on him. Is that strange?"

"Huh! You don't even understand the reservedness of women. My father won't like a stinky little girl like you. Zhouzhou seemed to be angry. He suddenly got up from the sofa and rushed to Zhou Yushu fiercely.

Zhou Yishu didn't expect him to make this move. If she avoided it, she would be afraid that he would fall to the ground and hurt him, and she couldn't really fight with him. She could only hug him when he came, but the little guy's body was very heavy. She was hit by the impulse, and her whole body leaned back. The two fell on a group of sofas behind her at the same time.

When she fell down, her waist just hit the edge of the sofa, and Zhou Yishu's facial features shrank into a ball in pain.

Zhou Yushu thought that she was deliberately trying to fall. She struggled to get up from her and fight again, and her low voice suddenly raised.

"What are you doing?" Song Chun took a shower and changed his home clothes. He was going to the kitchen to cook noodles for his son, but he saw the scene in front of him.

He came over and saw Zhou Yushu falling on the sofa. Seeing that her face turned white and her expression changed slightly, "Yi Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yushu was so painful that she couldn't speak. She just stretched out her finger to her waist.

Song Chun picked her up and strode to the bedroom.

"Dad, she pretended it on purpose! It just fell on the sofa. It didn't hurt at all, but she pretended to be so exaggerated that she was obviously lying to you!"

Zhouzhou was sad, angry and annoyed when he saw that his father was so kind to Zhou Yushu.

Song Chun went into the bedroom and put Zhou Yishu on **. He raised the hem of her clothes with his big hand, and saw a large piece of bruise on his waist.

"What's wrong with you? You're so careless."

Zhou Yishu held his hand and said pitifully, "It doesn't matter. I accidentally fell down while playing with Zhouzhou."

"I don't know why Zhouzhou suddenly came back from Shanghai."

"You don't have to explain. I believe in you."

Song Chun nodded gently, "You take a rest first. I'll go and see the little guy."

Zhou Yishu watched him go out, frowned and moved her body, thinking that the little guy was really difficult to deal with.

It turned out that the Song family didn't like her as much as the mother and daughter of the Sun family.

But it doesn't matter whether others like her or not, but that little guy is different. It can be seen that his weight in Song Chun's mind is not low, so this little guy must conquer and let him stand on the same front with himself, otherwise it will affect the relationship between her and Song Chun.

Song Chun took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and made a bowl of braised noodles for his son.

Zhouzhou looked much more well-behaved to his father with an ugly face. His father did not speak, but his mind turned quickly, thinking about how he would answer if his father asked him why he suddenly ran back from Shanghai.

After waiting for Zhouzhou to finish eating and automatically clean the bowl, Song Chun said, "Come to the study."

Zhouzhou couldn't help shaking when he heard these four words, and his father was about to start training.

In the study, Song Chun sat behind the desk. Zhou Zhouzhou walked to his father with a bitter face and stood still, with a gesture of admitting his mistake.

"Do you want me to ask or confess yourself?"

Song Chun looked at his son and said something warm, but every word was full of wind and rain.

Zhouzhou looked at him timidly, "Dad, are you frank and lenient?"

Song Chun's face was stiff and speechless.

Zhouzhou shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, I'll confess."

"I came back with my grandparents and aunts behind my back, but I called them when I got off the plane."

"Who brought you back?"

"It was my aunt who asked her friend to pick me up from school and bring me back."

"Auntie? Where did you get your aunt?"

"How dare you ask, Dad, how can you let your grandparents and aunt tell me that I have an aunt?"

It's really Lin Siyu.

Song Chun's face became colder.

"Auntie's classmates showed me photos of her and her mother. It turned out that they were good sisters for more than ten years. No wonder grandma is against you marrying this woman. She must also want you to be with your aunt. At least it is fat and water that doesn't flow to outsiders, and you can also kiss."

"Zhouzhou, I have married her. She is now my father's wife. You should be polite to her in the future. You can't shout, you can't be disrespectful to her, let alone fight like just now..."

"Dad, are you too biased? She threw me on the sofa. Why didn't you teach her a lesson but only taught me? Is it because I won't pretend to be pitiful? Do you sympathize?

"Do not interrupt the elders' speech!"

"I'm just in a hurry, and she's pretending--"

"I just saw a big piece of blue on her waist with my own eyes."

Zhouzhou lowered his head and said nothing.

"Don't look at her with preconceived preconceived opinions. If you contact her for a period of time, you will find that she is a good-hearted and easy-to-get girl."

"I don't want it! In short, the best stepmother in my mind is my aunt.

"Then I advise you to die."