Or at this moment she has arrived at the company, maybe she will appear in front of him next moment. At this moment, Ye Sishen's mood was extremely excited, and he was also extremely expectant. Ye Si Shen put down his phone and put the documents on the table straight away. He just sat on the chair. He looked straight at the office door with his eyes. He didn't want to do anything now, just waiting for her to come over. When Wen Ruoqing walked outside the door of the kindergarten, he was stopped by the guard. "I'm Tang Zhimo's mother. The teacher just called and asked me to come over." Wen Ruoqing explained politely, and also took off her glasses and hat. She knew that her current dress was easy to doubt. Seeing her look, the doorman froze, looking at her straight for a while, without blinking her eyes, completely forgetting the response she should have. "Can I go in?" Wen Ruoqing looked at him and smiled politely. "But, yes, you, you, please." The guard was a young guy. When he saw Wen Ruoqing, he was stunned. Wen Ruoqing just smiled that way. He felt that his soul was gone, and his speech became stuttering for a while. "Xiao Li, what are you doing? How did you stutter." Another uncle in the guard's room heard Xiao Li's stuttering and couldn't help laughing. "Who is this? Let your words stutter like this?" Because of curiosity, the uncle also came out, and when he saw Wen Ruoqing, he also froze. Wen Ruoqing stepped forward and went directly to the kindergarten. It is said that her mother is really incompetent. This is the first time she has visited Baby's Kindergarten, so she doesn't know where the baby's classroom is, but Hitomi told her that the two babies are in class (2). "I'm so grown up, this is the first time I have seen such a good-looking person." Xiao Li's trance felt like he was dreaming. "Qie, how old are you? I'm so old, and it's the first time I have seen such a beautiful woman. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I can't believe someone would look so beautiful." The uncle looked back at Xiao Li. : "Don't watch it, people are mothers." So beautiful, so exquisite women, can these people think of them. Wen Ruoqing entered the kindergarten, and had not seen the middle (2) class, he heard the cry of the child, and the cry was called miserable, just like killing a pig. Wen Ruoqing's footsteps stopped, and then heard a woman's voice: "Don't cry, baby, don't cry." The woman's voice stopped, then suddenly increased a few points, with obvious anger: "Why didn't Tang Zhimo's parents come yet? Wen Ruoqing's eyes turned slightly, looked over, and then entered the office directly. "Who are you?" A fat woman saw Wen Ruoqing, stunned, but there was a little more anger in her voice. The beautiful women were all vixen. "I am Tang Zhimo's mother." Wen Ruoqing glanced at the woman. There was not much emotion in her eyes, and her voice was even more bland. "Are you the mother of Tang Zhimo?" Teacher Yu squatting beside Tang Zixi stood up quickly, a little puzzled. "Mom, Mom." Tang Zixi, who was still aggrieved and with tears on her face, smiled when she saw Wen Ruoqing suddenly, threw it directly, hugged Wen Ruoqing. Wen Ruoqing crouched down and put Tang Zixi in his arms. Looking at Meimei's mother at this moment, Tang Zixi smiled even happier. Mother is here, and she is so beautifully dressed, who can bully her and her brother? Tang Zhimo was surprised when he saw Wen Ruoqing, but his face was a little more delighted, but he was much calmer than Tang Zixi and stood still. When Wen Ruoqing came, Tang Zhimo was very surprised, but when he saw Wen Ruoqing without pretense at the moment, Tang Zhimo was even more surprised. "You are Tang Zhimo's mother. Your son beat my son. You came just. This account should be counted." The obese woman heard that Wen Ruoqing was Tang Zhimo's mother. When he rushed to Wen Ruoqing, he seemed to be able to tear Wen Ruoqing directly. At this moment, she looked at Wen Ruoqing's eyes with not only anger, but also hatred. She hated beautiful women most, and all beautiful women were coquettes. And the woman in front of her is so beautiful that she can't wait to catch up on the face of the coquette. Tang Zhimo then quickly walked to Wen Ruoqing, and wanted to protect Wen Ruoqing with his small body. Wen Ruoqing saw Tang Zhimo's move, and her heart was warm. Her son was so sensible. "Ink, what's going on?" Wen Ruoqing didn't pay attention to the woman, but crouched down and looked at Tang Zhimo, and then she saw Tang Zhimo's injury. At that moment, Wen Ruoqing felt distressed, and her baby was injured. She knows that Tang Zhimo is always sensible and will not take the initiative to cause trouble, but she still has to ask clearly. If it is Tang Mimo's fault, she will definitely educate Tang Zhimo and will apologize to each other. If someone bullied her son for no reason, she will also get justice for her son. "You ask him what's going on? Is this not obvious enough? He beat my son. You see he beat my son. My son still can't stand up and still crying." Fat women don't wait Tang Zhimo replied, and he came directly to the 'evil man first complaint'. Wen Ruoqing looked at the fat boy who was lying on the ground, rolling and crying. In this way, the boy could not see a little injury, and the clothes on the boy were all neat, not at all like being beaten. The boy shouted in pain and looked like he was pretending to be like a porcelain skin. On the contrary, Tang Zhimo had a wound on his body, and there was even a scratch on the back of Tang Zhimo's hand, even bleeding. When Wen Ruoqing saw Tang Zhimo's hand injury for the first time, it was only distressed, but now, she suddenly found that something was not normal. Obviously, the fat boy's pain was not pretended, and a five-year-old boy would never pretend to be so realistic. The injury on Tang Zhimo's hand was more like that he deliberately left behind. Therefore, Wen Ruoqing was basically certain at the moment that Tang Zhimo was really beating the little fat boy. There are usually seniors, and Murong Duanyang takes it, Tang Zhimo is very clear about the skills of hitting people, knows where to hit the most pain, but will not leave traces. Wen Ruoqing was distressed when she saw the particularly miserable fat boy, but what made Wen Ruoqing even more distressed was that the fat boy ’s mother actually thought that her son was pretending to be in pain, so he did n’t care about it at all and did n’t care about the fat boy. And the fat boy's mother clearly wanted to find fault at this moment.