"Alright, alright, whatever you say, Eleven!" Ye Fei burst out laughing and walked arm in arm with her, "But Eleven, with the divorce imminent, shouldnât you think about your future life with Jiujiu?"
"Yeah, Iâve thought about it," Eleven said, "There are two months left until graduation, I donât have much to do during this time, so Iâll look for some suitable internship positions over the next few days."
"Eh! What are you talking about," Ye Fei patted her shoulder, "I mean, after the divorce, youâll be free, we can seriously consider when you might become my sister-in-law! Oh my, just thinking about never having to part with you guys gets me excited!"
"..." Eleven was speechless, "Are you stupid or what? Even if I marry your brother, youâll eventually have to get married too and weâll still have to part. Youâre thick!"
"Ha, all I have to do is find a husband who will stay!"
"..."Alright, you win.
...
Now that Ye Feiâs identity had been exposed, she no longer concealed anything. When she returned to Xicheng, she greeted Eleven and then returned back home first.
Ye Mo had come to take them back at noon and she told him that she would fetch Jiujiu today, so he didnât have to worry. Ye Mo had a meeting until 5:30, so he asked her to pick up Jiujiu first, and then he would pick them up from kindergarten on his way home.
Although Eleven kept saying it wasnât necessary, Ye Mo insisted, so Eleven let him be.
When Eleven returned to the apartment alone, put her things away, she headed to the kindergarten.
Other parents had already picked up their children, but Jiujiu and Cute were nowhere to be seen, which Eleven felt strange.
Where did these two little angels go?
An hour ago.
"Liang Beibei! I wonât let you speak ill of Jiujiu!" Gu Mengmeng spread her plump little legs apart, pointed a tiny finger at the child in front of her, and angrily puffed up her cheeks.
"My mommy said it! Fang Jiujiu is a wild child, he doesnât have a daddy!"
"Who said Jiujiu doesnât have a father! Uncle Ye Mo is Jiujiuâs daddy! Your father must be ugly, thatâs why youâre jealous and saying bad things about Jiujiu!"
"Nonsense! Your father is the one whoâs ugly!" Liang Beibei knocked away Gu Mengmengâs hand; she had long fingernails that scratched the back of Mengmengâs hand.
"Ah! You hit me!" Gu Mengmeng yelled, "Youâre done for, Liang Beibei! It hurts! Call the teacher! Someone get the teacher! Liang Beibei hit someone!"
Mengmeng sat on the ground and began to cry crocodile tears.
"Cute! Arenât you leavingâ" Jiujiu, who had been waiting for Mengmeng for a while, returned to the classroom, only to hear her crying out.
A child hurried to tell Jiujiu, "Cute got hit by Beibei! Where is teacher, Jiujiu?"
Cute was hit?
Jiujiu put his small backpack down and went to the corner. Cute was sitting on the ground, crying loudly, while Beibei was standing nearby looking confused.
"Cute, I didnât hit you! Donât falsely accuse me!"
Liang Beibei actually went to hit Cute again. Jiujiu rushed up and pushed her: "What are you doing, Liang Beibei!"
Unexpectedly, Beibei fell down. There was a thumbtack on the ground, and she pressed her palm onto it, instantly bursting into louder tears than Cuteâs.
"Ah... " Cute stopped crying, then smiled at Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, did we make trouble?"
"..." Fang Jiujiu, "If you didnât cry, why did you sit on the ground?"
"The crying person always ends up being in the right," Cute giggled, "Oh the teacher is coming quick cry, quick cry!"
Cute tugged at Jiujiuâs sleeve and began to cry loudly again, "It hurts... Liang Beibei hit somebody... boo hoo..."
Fang Jiujiu: "..."