Sun Chuyuan and his wife were startled and rushed to the door, only to find their son, who deserved a beating, crying his eyes out, sobbing and complaining, "Fifth Young Master, you can't abandon me..."

Mo Qingcheng and Bai Yueniang, who arrived shortly afterward, were speechless.

"Mo Mo, come here." Mo Qingcheng beckoned with a serious expression.

Bai Ziming ran over and hugged Mo Qingcheng's leg tightly: "Mommy, Momo missed you so much! Yiming bit someone, Momo doesn't want him anymore..."

The little guy, afraid of being scolded, spoke up first.

Um?

Mo Qingcheng was slightly taken aback: "Tell Mother, why did Yiming bite people?"

Bai Ziming's eyes darted around: "They insulted Mother, and Yiming went to bite them..."

Mo Qingcheng laughed in exasperation: "Mother wants to hear the truth..."

"Oh... the bad kids are insulting their mother, Momo and Yiming are biting people..."

Sun Yiming looked up, his eyes brimming with tears: "Madam... Fifth Young Master doesn't want me anymore, sob... I don't want him..."

Mo Qingcheng was speechless. Those two brats: "Don't cry, Mo Mo will take back what she said."

"Really? That's great!" The next second, Sun Yiming burst into laughter through his tears, wiped his nose with his sleeve, and looked at Bai Ziming with longing eyes.

The little ones who were watching the fun gathered around and burst out laughing. Bai Ziming pouted and thought, "Okay, as long as Mom is happy."

The little guy stretched out his hand with a hint of disdain: "This young master forgives you."

"Fifth Young Master, you're so kind. It's all their fault, they're so wicked. Let's go and tear their mouths apart..."

Everyone: "..."

Absolutely speechless.

Sun Chuyuan and his wife were terrified. How could their stupid son be so bold? No way, they had to teach him a lesson tonight.

Sun Yiming's eyes flickered slightly: "Madam, if my parents want to discipline me, can I run away?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

"Ha ha!"

Wait, let the tears flow for a while.

Everyone burst out laughing instantly. How could the little guy be so cute?

"No, I will tell your parents not to hit people indiscriminately, but Yiming must also remember that we must be civilized and not bite people randomly." Mo Qingcheng took the opportunity to correct the children's principles regarding incidents.

Sun Yiming tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Alright, Madam is right..."

"..." Mo Qingcheng conceded defeat and silently turned her face away.

Bai Yueniang frowned slightly: "Sister Mo, why don't you care at all about those gossipy people? They're just bored out of their minds."

"The pain will eventually subside... Don't take it too seriously. If a mad dog bites you, can you bite back and eat a mouthful of dog hair?" Mo Qingcheng reached out her devilish hand and took the opportunity to pinch Bai Yueniang's chubby cheeks.

Bai Yueniang swatted away Mo Qingcheng's hands: "Stop fooling around, let me think..."

As the crowd dispersed, a pair of venomous eyes glared at Mo Qingcheng before casually looking away.

Mo Qingcheng turned around abruptly, as if sensing something. She glanced around but didn't find anyone suspicious, and frowned slightly.

"Sister Mo, what's wrong?" Bai Yueniang asked, her eyes full of suspicion.

Mo Qingcheng shook her head: "It's nothing, maybe I'm overthinking it. Let's go in..."

Bai Yueniang didn't say much. Sister Mo didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't ask any more questions. She would definitely come to her if she needed anything. It's like the emperor isn't worried but the eunuch is, worrying for nothing.

Shangguan Yichen stared in the direction Mo Qingcheng was looking, his small, icy face full of frost. He made a gesture, turned around, and strode away.

The next second, a ripple appeared in the air, a white shadow flashed, and Bai Yi disappeared from the spot. Mo Qingcheng curled her lips. It was either coming for her or for the boss.

Sigh, why is it so hard for this instructor to have a couple of days of peace and quiet? What happened to respecting the elderly and caring for the young?