Chatper 1785 (1/2)

Qibao was small and defenseless, and when Ye Zixin pushed him like this, he slammed backwards.

Behind was the snow-white wall, and Qibao, who was retreating, slammed his head against the wall, making a "dong" sound.

Qibao felt the pain was excruciating, and couldn't help but burst into tears, sobbing softly.

Ye Zixin didn't notice that she had exerted so much strength, and her face turned pale for a while.

"Don't cry, didn't you just touch it? Well, then we're even, and I don't blame you for smashing my powder. Don't cry, or you will lose money."

Ye Zixin didn't want to disturb the people outside, so she lowered her voice to warn Qibao.

I don't know which family member brought such a brat here, and she was so tired that she couldn't get angry.

Qibao sobbed softly, "Is it really possible not to lose money?"

"Yes, yes, just don't cry, and don't tell your adults." Ye Zixin reminded again.

Although she didn't feel that she was at fault, it would be embarrassing for an adult to argue with a child after all, and it would be embarrassing for her to make a fuss.

Qibao bit his lip and didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Ye Zixin was slightly annoyed, "What? You still want to sue?"

Qibao wiped away his tears and timidly shook his head. "Auntie, I won't sue, and I won't tell Dad."

"Don't tell anyone, you know?"

Ye Zixin was still not at ease, and seriously emphasized this anyone.

"Okay." Qibao nodded lightly, and Ye Zixin was satisfied at this point, she gave up the makeup and walked out before Qibao.

After a while, Qibao who wiped away his tears came out, but his eyes were a little red.

Her skin is fair, and it will be particularly obvious when she cries a little.

Qibao felt that her head would still hurt, but the aunt could not tell her father, so she decided to keep her promise and not talk nonsense.

Because it was her own fault.

Not long after returning to the office, Pei Yiting came back after finishing the meeting.

"Baby, did you go out just now?" Pei Yiting walked up to Qibao, but was surprised to find that the little guy's head was sprinkled with a layer of white powder.

Reaching out his hand, untied her braid, and gently patted off the layer of powder, Qibao only felt a little headache again.

But when she heard Pei Yiting's words, she still nodded obediently, "Dad, I went to the bathroom."

"Why did you get so much powder on your head? What kind of powder are these?" Pei Yiting frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

Qibao thought of that aunt's box, she didn't know what kind of powder it was, so she shook her head. "I have no idea."

Pei Yiting thought her answer was that she didn't know how to get the powder, so he didn't pay attention.

However, looking at Qibao's loosened hair, he looked at the hair tie in his hand.

Can't help coughing lightly. "Qibao, can you just wear your hair like this?"

He hasn't practiced the ability to tie his daughter's hair yet, Qibao's hair is all tied by Xia Yueqing.

Qibao's hair is as long as her shoulders, and the hair is of good quality, soft and smooth, so at a young age, Xia Yueqing gave her hair, and she also likes to braid Qibao, which makes her look cuter.

Hearing what Pei Yiting said, Qibao didn't mind, "Okay Dad."

"Why are your eyes red? Did you cry? Someone bullied you just now?" Seeing Qibao's face, Pei Yiting frowned again.

Thinking that he promised his aunt not to say anything, Qibao quickly shook his head: "Father, no, no one bullies me."

"Really? This is Dad's place, who dares to bully you, tell Dad, you know?"

This sentence made Qibao very happy, "I see."

"Okay, Dad, go and tidy up, and we'll go home later."

Qibao nodded, suddenly feeling sleepy.