After flirting with me wrongly, my scumbag uncle pinched my waist and pampered me fiercely

"Why do you need to call my mommy? It's just a trivial matter to call the parents, a three-year-old child?" Mo Chaomu looked very cool.

When he keeps a straight face, he has an aura that cannot be ignored.

The principal was frightened by Mo Chaomu's momentum and said, "You have done something wrong and yet you are so reasonable. You must call your parents. If you don't call your parents, you will leave the kindergarten!"

Mo Chaomu wanted it and didn't want to come in the first place.

"Just leave!" As he said that, Mo Chaomu took his book and strode out of the kindergarten.

"Wow!" The child cried even harder: "I can't let him go, he hasn't apologized to me yet!"

Mo Chaomu didn't even look back and walked away very gracefully.

There were security guards watching over the kindergarten gate. Mo Chaomu couldn't get out, but he knew where to get out.

The fence in the backyard was shorter, so Mo Chaomu climbed up easily. When he was about to come down, a tall man walked up to Mo Chaomu.

Mo Chaomu blinked: "Uncle, who are you?"

Mo Chaomu was still sitting on it, and Bo Qing didn't expect that he would see his son climbing over the wall when he came over. He was indeed his son, he was so good.

Bo Qing looked at this pink little boy, his son, who was already five years old.

He stretched out his hand, ready to hug Mo Chaomu: "I'll carry you down."

Mo Chaomu refused to come down: "What are you doing, kidnapping a child here? Are you a human trafficker?"

He originally just wanted to come over and take a look, but he saw Mo Chaomu acting strangely. It was not yet school time, so why did he turn over.

And it’s so unsafe for a child to be outside. What if he encounters a trafficker?

Wanting to teach Mo Chaomu a lesson so that he would not dare to come out casually in the future, Bo Qing replied directly: "Yes, I am a human trafficker. Why don't you go back quickly?"

There was no fear in Mo Chaomu's eyes. If he really encountered a human trafficker, it wouldn't necessarily be whose misfortune it would be.

It's not like Mo Chaomu had never encountered him before. He pretended to be stunned, and after being taken to the den, he called the police to arrest them all.

Mo Chaomu stood up and jumped down from the wall over there.

Although the wall was not high, it was still higher than an adult. This jump made Bo Qing's heart tremble.

"I told you I was a human trafficker, how dare you jump down?"

Mo Chaomu looked at this tall uncle and frowned at first: "I think you look familiar, as if I've seen you somewhere."

"No matter, can you do me a favor?" Mo Chaomu looked at him.

"What's the business?" Bo Qing asked.

Mo Chaomu rummaged through his bag, then took out five hundred yuan and stuffed it into Bo Qing's hand: "I just spanked a little kid, and the teacher insisted on asking me to call the parents. Can you be the role?" Come to my dad, it won't take long and this will be your reward. How about it? Isn't it a good deal? "

Bo Qing glanced at the money in his hand and chuckled.

I always feel that this kid seems to be more generous than others. For some reason, Bo Qing seems to have such a picture in his mind, but he just can't remember it.

"Where's your mommy?" Bo Qing asked.

Mo Chaomu said: "My mommy is very busy, why bother her with such a small matter."

Mo Chaomu looked at Bo Qing: "Why don't you ask me about daddy? Do you know me?"

Asking only about mommy but not daddy, this person must know that he has no daddy.

"do not know."

"Okay, let's go. My name is Mo Chaomu. When we meet our teacher later, don't reveal your secret. Don't tell me that I hired you with money. You can just pretend to be cool. Anyway, you can brag about how good you are."

"Really, how do you blow it?" Bo Qing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Mo Chaomu thought for a while: "Just say you are a gang boss, the kind who knows how to kill people and set fires. If that little brat dares to provoke me again, you will knock out all his teeth."

Bo Qing: "..."

"Let's go, let's go!"

Seeing that the man didn't move, Mo Chaomu grabbed his hand, walked around in a circle, and took him to the kindergarten.

The kindergarten security guards were surprised when they saw Mo Chaomu. When did this child go out?

The principal was calling Shen Yuan and told him about Mo Chaomu's trouble.

Shen Yuan said that he would come right away.

When entering, Bo Qing asked, "Why do you want to beat someone?"

Mo Chaomu said: "Forget it, it's an annoying child who caused trouble for me first."

"Why are you causing trouble?" Bo Qing's eyes deepened. How dare someone dare to cause trouble for his son?

"It's a long story. Anyway, you have to protect me later. I paid you!"

Bo Qing: "..."

Mo Chaomu took Bo Qing in and arrived at the principal's office. The child just now was also there. When he saw Mo Chaomu, he hid behind the principal, fearing that Mo Chaomu would make another move.

"Mo Chaomu, did you know that when you come back, this is..." The principal looked at Mo Chaomu and the strange man beside him.

Mo Chaomu said: "This is my dad!"

His voice sounded very proud, but Bo Qing's heart trembled, and then he was instantly filled with debt.

It was obvious that Mo Chaomu really wanted a father, otherwise I wouldn't have heard the longing every time he mentioned his father.

Although Mo Chaomu didn't say anything, Bo Qing knew.

Moreover, he felt indebted and guilty towards Mo Chaomu.

Director: "?"

She had never seen Mo Chaomu's father, who was so tall?

The principal asked tentatively: "Are you Mo Chaomu's father?"

"Yeah, hired."

"Ah?" The principal didn't understand what this meant.

Mo Chaomu poked Bo Qing. Didn't he just agree not to mention this matter?

Mo Chaomu began to add: "My father is praising me, saying that I did a good job and that I did a beautiful job!"

Director: "..."

"Are you really Mo Chaomu's father?" The principal still didn't believe it, why did a father suddenly appear and come so quickly.

"Yes, I am Mo Chaomu's father."

"Then I have to talk to you carefully. How can Mo Chaomu hit someone at such a young age?"

"Is there any problem?" Bo Qing asked.

The director was stunned. Isn't this a problem?

"Your son hit someone, isn't that a problem? How do you parents do it? You can hit people now, but you won't be allowed to kill people when you grow up."

"Didn't you hit anyone when you were a child?" Bo Qing asked back.

The principal thought for a while: "Been beaten..."

Who hasn’t had a fight as a child?

Bo Qing asked again: "Then did you kill anyone when you grew up? You are just speculating, threatening, slandering and making assumptions. Based on your words, I can sue you."

Director: "?"

The principal was stunned by the man's words. He only heard the man continue to speak: "Have you figured out why my son hit him? Have you investigated the reason? He just said it was my son's problem. He was so arbitrary. How much money did I give you?”

Mo Chaomu was surprised when he heard that he was protecting him like this. The five hundred yuan was so worth it!