"Uh, you're welcome, I'm glad you like it."
Having already given it away, Mo Niannian didn't know what to say next.
The parents all left with their children. Mo Niannian pulled Xiao Youyou along and asked her again, "Youyou, did your dad come to the kindergarten to see you today?"
"No, it's Uncle who came, and he gave me the gift." Little Youyou hugged the doll gift box tightly, afraid that her mother would snatch it away and throw it away. "Mom, don't be angry. Youyou really likes Uncle. Youyou wanted Uncle to be Youyou's dad, so she told the other kids that."
uncle?
It's that Xuan Mingyu again?
Good heavens, how did he spend so much money on Youyou again? And this time, he even bought all the toys for all the children in the kindergarten.
What exactly does he do? And why is he trying so hard to get close to Youyou?
Mo Niannian's face turned cold, and she carried Xiao Youyou to her car.
She needs to think of a way to stop this from continuing.
Tonight she has to call that man again and tell him not to go to the kindergarten to look for Youyou anymore. Even if he wants to see Youyou, there's no need for him to buy these expensive gifts.
Little Youyou sat in the car, her head drooping.
Mom seems genuinely angry that she accepted Uncle's gift.
What should I do? I don't want to upset my mother, but I really want to see my uncle again.
***
In the evening, after Xiaoyouyou finished her dinner and went upstairs, Mo Niannian took her phone and started dialing the number she had dialed earlier.
There are quite a few call records, the most recent one being two days ago.
Tsk, it must be that little rascal Youyou again, using her phone to call that man.
After dialing the number, Mo Niannian cleared her throat—
After a few beeps, the call was answered.
[Hello? Youyou?]
Mo Niannian patiently explained to him, "I'm not Youyou, I'm Youyou's mother." This time, her tone wasn't very friendly.
The man's voice on the other end of the phone sounded strangely familiar, just like the man who had inexplicably kissed her on the street earlier that day.
Mo Niannian became increasingly upset the more she thought about it.
[Oh, what's up?] This was the second time Youyou's mom had called him.
After all, she has a family. Isn't it inappropriate for her to keep calling him like this? Besides, Xuan Mingyu has now found Mo Niannian, who looks exactly like Bai Xiaoruo. He can't keep getting entangled with Xiaoyouyou's family.
“Mr. Xian, first of all, I am very grateful for your affection and love for Youyou. However, she is only a three-and-a-half-year-old child. Giving her so many expensive gifts all at once will have a very bad influence on her.”
[What negative impact? Was it wrong of me to give her a gift?]
“I…” Xian Mingyu’s words stumped Mo Niannian. “Yes, you are right, but I don’t want you to give Youyou any more gifts, and you shouldn’t go to her kindergarten to affect her studies. I can allow you to see her, but not at the kindergarten.”
[What can a child this young learn in kindergarten? I've only visited her twice, Yoyo's mom, aren't you making a mountain out of a molehill?] Do you think kindergartens these days can teach children poetry, astronomy, and geography? What impact could that possibly have?
Hsien Ming-yu was also getting a little annoyed.
When they last talked on the phone, he thought Yoyo's mother would be a very gentle woman, but now, his opinion of her has completely changed.
In the end, isn't it just that she doesn't like him getting close to Xiaoyouyou? Does it really matter what time and place it is?
"I'm making a mountain out of a molehill? That's my daughter! Mr. Xian, aren't you being a bit too nosy? Just because of a few innocent words from Youyou, you actually consider yourself her new father?"
Xiaoyouyou was coming downstairs when she heard her mother arguing with someone on her phone. She had wanted her mother to make her some formula, but she overheard her mother arguing with someone on her phone.
What are they talking about? What new dad?
Is Mom talking to Uncle on the phone?
Xian Mingyu stopped being polite. "[Youyou's mom, you've finally voiced your prejudice against me. Don't worry, I'm not shameless enough to expect to be a father to a daughter I just picked up. I do like Youyou and genuinely care for her, but if you insist on being so aggressive, then I have nothing more to say to you!]"
"Heh, don't talk like I'm talking to you! Don't worry, my family doesn't need your money. Send me your bank card number, and I'll pay you back whatever Youyou spent on you."
[That was for Youyou, not for you. I can spend as much as I want. Since you're so reluctant to let me see Youyou, I won't force you. It's pathetic that Youyou has parents like you!]
"Hey! You..."
[Beep beep beep......]
The call had already ended.
Mo Niannian didn't even have a chance to utter a single curse word.
hateful!
Who do they think they are!
Youyou is her precious daughter, so what right does he, an outsider, have to interfere?
Mo Niannian irritably threw her phone onto the sofa, just then she heard a loud, heartbroken sobbing sound behind her.
Youyou stood at the top of the stairs, her mouth agape, tears streaming down her face.
Oh no, what's Yoyo doing here?
Did she hear me making that phone call?
This little one is very clever. Don't underestimate her just because she's young; she sees everything and remembers it all.
Mo Niannian quickly walked over to her, squatted down beside her, and wanted to hug her. "Oh, don't cry, don't cry, Mommy's here. What's wrong, Youyou?"
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