388 Returning to my mother's home (12)

How to say it?

Let me put it this way.

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

Although what Chen Chen said was true, he did not intentionally say bad things about anyone.

But it hurts people's feelings. I just said that we should not hurt other children's self-esteem, but immediately it hurts them to pieces.

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

Anyone with a smaller courage would probably be trembling with fear.

In terms of appearance, family background, talent, ability... Qin Rouran didn't feel that she lost to Su Taotao.

But compared to my husband and children...

Qin Rouran felt that she had lost miserably.

She is willful and unreasonable, but this time she is not in the right. Her son is stupid. What can she do? Can't she let others talk?

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

Chenchen lay in his father's arms, feeling a little depressed. He had already apologized to his little cousin, saying that he did not mean to call him stupid and would never say that again.

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

Of course Chenchen doesn't want to!

The Rubik's Cube was a gift from his uncle, and it was also the tool for him to compete with his father. He has not yet defeated his father, so how could he give it to his little cousin?

The little cousin cried even harder.

Chenchen pursed his lips. He really 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 away."

Mother Su’s heart was about to break: “These things originally belonged to Chen Chen, let’s play with them together and then give them back to Chen Chen!”

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

Fu Zhengtu and Fu Yuanhang were guests and couldn't say anything.

Chenchen is so well-behaved 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, what's the matter with you snatching your brother's things? Give it back to Chenchen!"

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

Su Siqi is a little bit stupid and a little bit spoiled, but he is not a naughty kid at all. 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. Is that okay?"

Qin Rouran had no intention of taking 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, but others couldn't!

Today she must curb the arrogance of this ignorant little kid and let him know that there is always someone better than you!

"Tsk! You make us Chenchen covet 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. How can you be ashamed 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 opponent.

At least among the classmates he knows, he has no rivals.

As for Chenchen, this kid is smart, smarter than any of his peers. But after all, he is only three years old, and he has only played a game of chess with him once, so he has no idea what his true 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 that made Chenchen win.

"Su Wenhan, why do you care so much? The parents haven't said anything, so how can you, as their cheap uncle, have a say? Chenchen is your nephew, so isn't Qiqi your nephew?"

Su Wenhan really wanted to say no, the little crybaby didn’t look like a member of their 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 no better, and it doesn't count as taking advantage of you. What do you think? Do you dare?"

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