In the living room—

It took Song Zhichao a long time to figure out the whole story. Looking at Jin Mother and Jin Baoer, he was a little amused and crying.

Look at the little nanny Jin Sanshun, who looked timid, was hiding behind Jin Mother like a child who had done something wrong. When Jin Mother explained her pleading for her, she dared to secretly look at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao had a stern face and raised his legs, sitting on the sofa and pulling his tie. Anyone who suddenly found out that there were two strangers in the house would probably be angry.

The little nanny Jin Sanshun was pushed out by her mother and knelt on the ground and rubbed her hands. She apologized to Song Zhichao, saying that she was wrong and that she had done something wrong. She should not have kept the person at home without Song Zhichao's consent.

Her sister Jin Baoer didn't know where to bring a cup of coffee, and carefully held it to Song Zhichao with both hands and said, "Sir, please help me to relieve the fire."

Song Zhichao: “…”

Suddenly I found myself seemingly becoming a landlord.

Seeing that Song Zhichao was not saying a word, Jin's mother said that she and her youngest daughter would leave here immediately, which made Song Zhichao angry and not fired Jin Sanshun. In short, everything was wrong with her.

Then the three of them started to pack their luggage in tears.

Song Zhichao looked coldly and watched the scene of the mother and daughter parting.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning and it was dark outside.

Jin Baoer held Jin Mother's hand tightly, looked at Ye Se and said, "I'm afraid!"

Jin Sanshun cried and said to Jin's mother: "Mom, please go slowly, I can't send you off. I still have to clean the living room, otherwise President Song will be unhappy."

Jin's mother said, "Go, President Song is a good person, he will definitely forgive you! You must serve President Song!"

Then Jin's mother turned around and said to Song Zhichao: "President Song, we are gone. Take care of you. Thank you for taking care of Sanshun for so long." Then she turned back step by step and walked into the dark night with a look of "great hatred and deep bitterness".

Kim Sansun cried, but she didn't dare to cry loudly, so she suppressed her voice, covered her mouth, and trembled all over.

Song Zhichao: “…”

He sighed and suddenly waved to the mother of Jin and Jin Baoer, "Okay, come back! It's black and smeared outside, where are you going? Besides, if you are really driven away by me like this, I'm afraid I'll have a lot of seasonings added to Sanshun in my coffee in the future..."

Kim Sansun: “…”

He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, President Song, I won't spit in your coffee! I'm not that kind of person!"

"Is that true? Then what kind of person are you? Do you still have less wine to drink?"

Kim Sansun: “…”

After brushing the ground, his whole face turned red, "You, do you know?"

"I'm not blind! Just drink secretly. I'm just catching a bottle of secretly drinking. It's hard for me to even not knowing."

Jin Sanshun knelt on the ground again, "I'm sorry, President Song, I didn't mean it!"

"Did you know it on purpose...but these are small things. What's important is that you don't tell me anything about it - like tonight, if you just say it in advance, how could I not let them live here?"

Kim Sansun: "..." He bit his lip and did not dare to say anything.

"Am I like that kind of unreasonable person? Am I like the kind of unkind person who is rich and unkind? Am I so difficult to communicate with?" Song Zhichao asked three times, making the little nanny Jin Sanshun frightened and speechless.

Song Zhichao pointed to Jin Sanshun's little head, "So you are ignorant! You don't think! Apart from your quick hands and feet, you can say that you are useless!"

Little nanny Jin Sanshun: "Yes, yes! I'm useless!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

I feel that this little nanny Jin Sanshun is very boring. She scolded her for so long, and at least she said a few words with her neck. Why do she always beg for mercy like a kowtower worm? It's lonely!

Song Zhichao ignored Jin Sanshun and turned around and asked Jin's mother: "Sorry, what's your name? I can't call you Sanshun's mother, right?"

For some reason, Jin's mother suddenly felt embarrassed when she was asked by Song Zhichao, and she said with a twisted expression: "My name is Park Chun-hwa."

Song Zhichao: “…”

I know a little why Kim Mother is shy. Even if he is not a Korean, he can feel that the name "Park Chunhua" is very rustic and despicable.

Looking at Park Chunhua herself again, Song Zhichao was so angry that he didn't see clearly before. At this moment, he could see clearly that he was white and clean, in his thirties, and he looked very gentle and mature. What was important was that his pair of peach blossom eyes actually had an indescribable charm.

Song Zhichao immediately thought to himself that the husband of such a woman must not live long.

"Sanshun's father passed away early, and I led both Sanshun and Baoer, so the education aspect is inevitable. I would like to ask President Song for forgiveness!" Park Chun-hwa apologized to Song Zhichao again.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but blush and thought to himself that he could go to fortune telling, and her husband was really dead.

"Ahem, don't say this anymore." Song Zhichao pointed to the room, "If you feel so crowded, there is an empty room there. If Sanshun helps to clean up, you will spend the night there for the time being."

"Thank you President Song! Thank you President Song!" Park Chunhua nodded and thanked him.

Jin Sanshun and his younger sister Jin Baoer also bowed to Song Zhichao to thank him.

Song Zhichao nodded and said again: "As for Baoer's schooling..."

Park Chun-hwa and Kim Sansun immediately raised their heads and looked at Song Zhichao nervously.

To be honest, if this happened tonight, they had no desire for Song Zhichao to help and arrange a school for Jin Baoer, but now-

Song Zhichao raised his hope again.

"I will say hello to Seoul. Whether she can go to school depends on Baoer's own ability. After all, in addition to relationships, she also needs to be smart enough!"

As soon as Song Zhichao finished speaking, Park Chunhua and his daughter suddenly knelt on the ground together again - "Thank you!" Tears filled their eyes.

Song Zhichao: “…”

He could no longer withstand this enthusiasm.

...

early morning--

A ray of sunlight woke up Song Zhichao who was sleeping through the gauze window.

Song Zhichao shook his head, feeling a little dizzy and a little pain, probably because he drank too much last night.

He turned over and got up, looked for slippers, squeezed and walked towards the bathroom sleepily.

As soon as he opened the door, Song Zhichao was startled and saw a little girl squatting beside the toilet, holding a handkerchief in her hand, and looking up at him at this moment.

Song Zhichao: “…”

My head was confused for two seconds before I remembered who the other party was and what happened last night.

"What are you doing here?" Song Zhichao asked.

"I'm helping you with the toilet, respected President." Jin Baoer stood up, held the wipes in his hands and placed them on his abdomen. Following the steps assigned by his mother Park Chun-hua, he bowed his head and bent down, and bowed respectfully to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao: “…”

Another confusion.

"Why do you want to help me wipe the toilet?"

"What my mother said was that she asked me to do this." Jin Baoer blinked and said, "My mother said, "You are a good person. If you want to help Baoer enter Seoul school, Baoer has no choice but to do these chores to repay the adults!"

"Ahem, can you speak well? Don't talk to adults at once, it's like acting in a costume drama."

"Okay sir."

"Also called an adult?"

"Yes, sir!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

Forget it, I didn't want to argue with Jin Baoer anymore, so I waved my hand: "You go out first."

"I can't do it, I haven't finished it yet."

Song Zhichao was angry: "I want to pee!"

Jin Baoer: "..."

His little face turned red. Although he was only eleven or twelve years old, he knew shame. "Good sir!" He turned around and ran out.

Song Zhichao then breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the toilet that was clean and brightly wiped by detergent and soda powder, he held his pants for a moment and couldn't bear to start.
Chapter completed!