Chapter 32: Slap the Bus Driver
Little Taozhi scooped a large spoonful of porridge, blew it gently with her pouty lips, and then raised it to Lu Ting's mouth, her two watery deer eyes looking at him expectantly.
Lu Ting subconsciously wanted to refuse.
When it comes to tableware hygiene, Chief Judge Lu’s requirements are outrageously high.
Even the dishes at home, he would ask Zhao Ma to wash them four or five times and sterilize them for an hour, not to mention the tableware outside, which he would never even touch.
not to mention……
The spoon is still stained with the little guy's saliva.
Lu Ting reached out and pushed the spoonful of porridge away, politely refusing, "I'm not hungry, you eat it."
"Daddy, you really don't want to try it? This porridge is delicious~" The little guy stubbornly promoted his favorite porridge.
"No," Lu Ting said casually, "I just woke up, it's not suitable for me to drink this."
The little guy believed it and was about to give up. "Is that so? All right then."
Lu Ting pretended to be disappointed: "What a pity, I can't taste such delicious porridge."
"It's okay, you can wait until daddy recovers before drinking this porridge!" Little Taozhi comforted naively.
This kid is so gullible.
Lu Ting couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart.
The doctor who had just come in for rounds overheard their conversation and kindly reminded them, "Actually, your condition isn't serious. You'll be fine after a few days of rest. Be careful not to do strenuous exercise during these few days. As for this porridge, a couple of sips will be fine. After all, daily nutrient injections aren't good for you."
"Uncle doctor, are you telling the truth?" the little guy raised his little face excitedly and asked in a baby voice.
The doctor's heart softened when he saw Xiao Taozhi's look, and he replied cheerfully, "Of course, little one."
"Dad, the doctor said you can drink this porridge now!"
Xiao Taozhi scooped another big spoonful, blew on it, and eagerly brought it to Lu Ting's mouth.
"That's true... I have to thank the doctor." Lu Ting spoke word by word, gritting his teeth.
As if he had met some vengeful enemy, Lu Ting stared at the doctor with his hawk-like eyes. His forced smile looked particularly creepy, as if he wished he could kill the doctor in the next second!
If you can't speak, you can donate your mouth.
Chief Judge Lu gave a warning look.
The doctor felt a chill on his back and wisely fled with the record book in his pocket.
"Daddy, eat quickly!"
Xiao Taozhi's spoon was about to poke the man's chin!
Lu Ting pursed his dry lips and frowned.
Although he and the little guy had eaten the same lollipop last time, that lollipop was very big, so he could pick the part that the little guy hadn't bitten and eat it.
But the little guy definitely licked this spoon!
And more than one bite.
Lu Ting was as still as a stone statue. Little Taozhi urged him anxiously, "Daddy, hurry up! This porridge is getting cold soon. Daddy, open your mouth wide! Ah~"
He doesn't want to behave like that little brat.
Not staying here for long.
Lu Ting secretly complained.
He suddenly snatched the spoon from Xiao Taozhi's hand, poured the porridge into his mouth without the spoon touching him, and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Daddy, is it delicious?" Little Taozhi asked expectantly with his little face tilted up.
Lu Ting drank the porridge without any hesitation, so naturally he didn't even know what it tasted like. All he could think of was a strange voice repeating in his head:
"Lu Ting, you're dirty..."
baffling!
Not wanting to disappoint Xiao Taozhi, Lu Ting forced himself to suppress the irritability in his mind and told a white lie: "It tastes good."
Little Taozhi was very happy and scooped another spoonful of porridge to Lu Ting's mouth: "Then Dad, have another sip."
Lu Ting: "..."
You really can't lie to children...
Presidential Suite of Nangong Hotel.
Nangong Yao had just finished a SPA and was nestling comfortably on the rose-red massage sofa. The movements she made while applying nail polish were noble and cool.
"Miss Nangong, the person is already at the door. Do you want him to be brought in now?" the butler asked respectfully.
Nangong Yao replied casually: "Bring it in."
"yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man was escorted in by two bodyguards in black.
"Who are you?! Why are you arresting me? I've never done anything illegal! No matter what you do, you can't oppress innocent people! I want to call the police! I want to call the police..."
The middle-aged man who was unable to break free and kept yelling was the bus driver from a few days ago.
Nangong Yao's hand shook and the nail polish brush accidentally slipped out, ruining the nail polish.
"Tsk..." Nangong Yao frowned slightly, picked up the nail polish remover and wiped off the nail polish, narrowing her eyes impatiently: "Noisy."
The bodyguard immediately took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered the driver's mouth tightly.
Nangong Yao said with a smile: "From now on, you only need to answer me yes or no. If it's yes, nod your head, and if it's no, shake your head. Understand?"
“Mmmm…” The driver’s face flushed red and he twisted his body restlessly, trying to break free, completely refusing to cooperate.
Nangong Yao's bright smile suddenly froze on her lips, and she gave the bodyguard a look without saying a word.
The bodyguards understood instantly. One of them easily subdued the man, while the other slapped the driver twice, leaving him stunned.
The driver's bearded face immediately turned red, and two huge slap marks were left on it.
"Do you understand now?" Nangong Yao looked at him dimly.
She felt pain just by hearing the two crisp and loud slaps.
Why bother?
Being shameless when given face is just a masochist. He has to be beaten twice before he will behave himself!
Then she would show mercy and grant his wish.
"Hmm..." The driver nodded dully.
Nangong Yao's charming eyes were cold and intimidating. She asked directly: "Did a teenager get on your bus the day before yesterday afternoon?"
"He looks like this." The butler held up Nangong Jue's photo in front of the driver.
There are many people getting on and off the bus every day. The driver stared at the photo for a long time before he remembered and nodded.
"Did you scold him after he got on the bus that day?" Nangong Yao continued to ask.
The driver suddenly became excited. He mumbled for a long time but couldn't say anything, and his face turned red with anxiety.
Nangong Yao gave a look and the bodyguard took the handkerchief out of the driver's mouth.
The driver hurriedly explained, "It's unfair! I have no grudge against this kid, so why would I scold him? I just reminded him to pay his fare, but who knew he was so broke he couldn't even afford a single interstellar coin? So I didn't say anything."
"Oh? Really?" Nangong Yao blew on the nail polish that had not yet dried with a dull look.
Suddenly, the driver's voice came intermittently from the speakers on the table: "Go wherever it's cool... If you don't have any money, get out of here now... You'll definitely be a nobody when you grow up..."
The noise was a bit heavy, as if it was secretly recorded, but you could hear that the speaker had a very bad attitude.
The driver was stunned.
He never imagined that what he said in a fit of anger and took it out on the child would be recorded and used to settle the score with him later.
He is regretting it so much now!
"Driver," Nangong Yao lazily lifted her eyelids and opened her red lips slightly: "How do you say we should settle this account?"
The kids are saying whether they should pair up Papa Lu and Miss Nangong (^３^)╱~~
Remember to continue watching Sister Yao deal with those who bully our brother Jue tomorrow~
(End of this chapter)
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