Little Youzi muttered: "How can he say bad things about Little Youzi? It's so annoying."

Ye Jiaqi asked, "Do you want to apologize to Teacher Ji?"

"Don't apologize!" Xiao Youzi said stubbornly, "Xiao Youzi is at fault. He made Xiao Youzi angry, but he still didn't comfort Xiao Youzi."

"He is your teacher. He should not coax you, but he shouldn't coax you. You have to remember that he is a teacher, and he is different from brother Chengfan and father."

"Teacher can also coax little Yuzi."

"He is only responsible for teaching you your homework."

"Little Youzi thinks this is not good." The little girl pouted, just not satisfied.

"If you feel bad, then mom will find you a new teacher another day."

"No." Little Youzi thought it couldn't be done again, "Dad said that everyone must be trustworthy. Yesterday, he promised Little Youzi that he would come today, but he didn't come. He did something wrong."

"If he makes a mistake, he will apologize to you, but if you make a mistake and you don't apologize to him, then I will have to change your teacher."

After all, Xiaoyouzi is young and is no match for Ye Jiaqi.

She lowered her head aggrievedly, kicked the pebbles on the ground with her little leather shoes, and muttered after a long time: "He doesn't seem to like Little Pomelo."

"Teachers like obedient students."

"Isn't Little Yuzi disobedient?"

"If you apologize to the teacher, the teacher will like you."

"But he's not even here."

"Mom, I'll call you, be good."

Ye Jiaqi deliberately carried Little Youzi on his back to make a phone call. In fact, Ji Changmu didn't say he couldn't come, but he had a cold today and might be a little later.

It’s time to educate little Yuzi and let her know how to respect the teacher.

Xiao Youzi thought for a while and just apologized. She wouldn't suffer.

At nearly nine o'clock, Ji Changmu came to Qiao's house.

Ye Jiaqi had already gone out. Little Yuzi was lying on the table listlessly, with rice balls walking around at her feet.

Ji Changmu came over with a few books: "Sorry, I'm late, we are going to class."

Little Yuzi blinked and stared at him: "Brother, I'm sorry."

"Huh? What did you do again?"

"Little Youzi shouldn't have just left yesterday."

"Oh." Ji Changmu thought it was a big deal, "It's nothing. Let's go to class. It's late today."

"Let me ask you a question."

"Um."

"Do you really hate Little Pomelo? Do you think Little Pomelo is disobedient?"

"No." Ji Changmu looked at the little girl lying on the table, "I'm very fair. If you can be a good student, I will like you very much."

"Then do you like me now?"

"like."

"If you like me, hug me." Little Youzi opened her arms and looked at Ji Changmu expectantly.

Ji Changmu had never held a child before, let alone his employer's child.

He hesitated for a long time.

Little Youzi sighed: "You still don't like Little Youzi. It's useless to say nice things. Little Youzi won't accept this."

Ji Changmumo, who did she learn from?

Little Yuzi walked over from the table disappointedly: "Class."

Ji Changmu still didn't hug her, he was just not used to it.

He led Little Pomelo to the South Garden. The wind there was very cool, the leaves there seemed to be brighter green than elsewhere, and it was full of tranquility.

When the wind passed by, the corners of Ji Changmu's gray coat were blown away. The little girl kept two steps away from him and followed behind him, like a slow little duck.
Chapter completed!