Song Beisen has a really bad temper. Although he is still a little kid, no one can stop him.

The servant tried to stop him, but he broke free from the servant's hand, and the servant did not dare to use brute force, so he had to follow.

He walked to the parking lot of Qiao's villa, found his car, and patted the car door: "I want to go home! I want to go home!"

The driver was at a loss, what happened? Why did the young master suddenly want to go home?

Ning An quickly caught up and grabbed Xiao Senbao: "You have a temper, right?! Who gave you such a temper?"

"Humph." Xiao Senbao tried desperately to break away from Ning An's hand, and raised his little face, neither looking at Ning An nor acting coquettishly with her. He was as stubborn as a calf.

Ning An was very angry at him: "You know how to have a bad temper, right? OK, I'll take you home now."

"Don't go home with you." Xiao Senbao pouted.

"This is not up to you." Ning An opened the door and dragged him into the car.

No matter what, Xiao Senbao was still a child, so of course he couldn't defeat Ning An. He cried and fussed while Ning An held him in place and fastened his seat belt.

Ning An suddenly realized something, this son was too rebellious.

She has a gentle personality, but she has never dealt with such a rebellious child. She has been beaten and talked about, but it still doesn't work.

She called Song Shaoyan: "Song Shaoyan, where are you?!"

"What's wrong? I'm discussing business with a client."

"You go home."

"What's wrong? No, we are at a critical stage now. I can't leave my client here alone. He is also a big client of our Song family."

"So what?"

"What's wrong, An An?" Song Shaoyan felt that her tone was not right.

"Song Shaoyan, I'm very disappointed in your son. I'm really disappointed. I can't control it anymore!" Ning An's mood collapsed a little. "I'll do whatever you want. If you want to come back, you can come back. If you don't want to come back, just talk about it."

What about the next big business? Do you believe that your son can destroy all your family property in one year?"

Song Shaoyan was frightened: "It's not that exaggerated... Senbao is still young. Didn't I tell you, he is just a little naughty, a bit like me when I was a child. It's okay. It will be fine when he grows up and goes to school."

"Do you know someone like you?"

Song Shaoyan choked.

Shouldn't he admit it?

It seems like nothing I say is right.

"He looks like An'an, very good-looking." Song Shaoyan could only coax.

"Song Shaoyan, don't tell me whether he has these things or not. I can't control him anymore. I have decided today to send him to the military kindergarten as soon as school starts."

"Is it so serious? What did he do today?"

Ning An was so angry that she couldn't speak.

After a long time, she calmly repeated it to Song Shaoyan.

Song Shaoyan still felt distressed: "Should we give him another chance? The little thing is so pitiful, he's still young."

"How many chances did I give him?"

Song Shaoyan choked again.

But Senbao is really too small.

"Song Shaoyan, I don't want to tell you on the phone anymore that educating little Senbao is not my business alone. Don't you, the father, need to be responsible? Or are you just going to spoil him like this? I'll do whatever you want.

If you want to come back, you can come back. If you don't want to come back, it's okay. At worst, you can leave it to me alone."

At the end of the sentence, Ning An's tone was calm and her voice lowered.

How dare Song Shaoyan ignore it.
Chapter completed!