388 Returning to My Parents’ Home (12)

How should I put it?

Let me put it this way.

Su Taotao had never experienced such an embarrassing situation in her two lives.

Although Chenchen said the truth and did not mean to say bad things about anyone, it

hurt his feelings. He had just said that he should not hurt the self-esteem of other children, but he immediately hurt them completely. Brother

Su was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and walked around the room three times. Every time he walked in front of Chenchen, he pointed at him with a trembling index finger, unable to say a word, and walked away again.

If Chenchen was a little less courageous, he would probably tremble with fear.

In terms of appearance, family background, talent, ability... Qin Rouran did not feel that she was inferior to Su Taotao.

But in terms of her husband and children...

Qin Rouran felt that she was a complete loser.

She is willful and unreasonable, but this time she is not right. Her son is stupid, what can she do? Can't she let others say it?

Qin Rouran coaxed her son and looked at Chenchen with a fake smile: "Chenchen is so smart, why don't you play a game of chess with your aunt to broaden her horizons?" Chenchen

lay in his father's arms, a little unhappy. He had already apologized to his little cousin, saying that he didn't mean to say he was stupid and would not say it again in the future.

But his little cousin wanted him to give him the Rubik's Cube before he would forgive him.

Of course Chenchen didn't want to!

The Rubik's Cube was a gift from his uncle, and it was also a tool for him to compete with his father. He hasn't beaten his father yet, so how can he give it to his little cousin?

The little cousin cried even harder.

Chenchen pouted, he also wanted to cry: "If I win against my aunt, can you ask brother Qiqi to return the Rubik's Cube to me? It was a birthday present given to me by my uncle, I can't give it to others."

Su's mother's heart was about to break: "It originally belonged to Chenchen, Qiqi played with it for a while and then gave it back to Chenchen!"

Su Siqi's little head shook like a totter, and he hid the Rubik's Cube behind him with snot and tears, and refused to return it to Chenchen.

Fu Zhengtu and Fu Yuanhang were guests, so it was difficult for them to say anything.

Chenchen was so obedient and smart, how could he have been treated like this? Seeing him like this, both of them felt uncomfortable.

Su Wenhan wanted to grab it: "You little crybaby, you have grown up. You want your parents to buy it for you. How can you snatch your brother's things? Give it back to Chenchen!"

Su Siqi stiffened his neck: "I can't buy it! And I'm not stupid! I can mix the colors!"

Su Siqi is a little stupid and a little spoiled. He is really not a naughty child. He is just angry that Chenchen called him stupid behind his back, and he wants to prove to Chenchen that he is not stupid.

"Okay!" Qin Rouran said, "Aunt will play a game of chess with you. If you lose, give this block to Qiqi. Aunt will give you a big red envelope and a gift. OK?"

Qin Rouran didn't intend to take Chen Chen's things for free. Doing so would indeed be bullying the weak, but she couldn't help being angry. Her son was stupid, so she could say that others couldn't!

Today, she had to curb the arrogance of this ignorant little kid and let him know that there are always people better than you!

"Tsk! You make us Chenchen value your red envelope as much as your gift. How old are you? How old is Chenchen?" Su Wenhan sneered, "Who doesn't know that Mr. Qin is a chess master? You are Mr. Qin's disciple. Do you have the nerve to bully a child like this?"

To be honest, Su Wenhan and Qin Rouran have been classmates from junior high school to high school. Although he has always looked down on Qin Rouran, he has to admit that Qin Rouran is a good chess player. No matter what kind of chess she plays, she has almost no rivals.

At least among the classmates he knows, there are no rivals.

As for Chenchen, this child is smart, smart enough to have no rivals among his peers, but after all, he is only three years old, and he has only played a game of chess with him, so he is not sure what his real level is.

Because in his opinion, Chenchen played the game at will, without any rules, and he couldn't tell whether it was luck or strength.

"Su Wenhan, why do you care so much? His parents didn't say anything, so do you, a cheap uncle, have a say? Chenchen is your nephew, so isn't Qiqi your nephew?"

Su Wenhan wanted to say no, the little crybaby didn't look like a member of the Su family at all.

But he held back.

Qin Rouran glanced at Fu Zhengtu, then turned to look at Su Taotao, with a gentle smile that was obviously provocative:

"I am bullying the weak, but you talking about my son behind his back is not much better, and it is not like I am not taking advantage of you. What do you think? Do you dare?"

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