Chapter 952 - If Only My Mommy Was Here
My Dangerous Billionaire Husband
The parents were protective of their children. When they heard their own children complain like this, one parent immediately rolled up his sleeves and glared fiercely at Zhou Sileng. âHey, little brat. You canât hit people, do you know that?â
Zhou Sileng stood at the side with his back straightened. Compared to the other children, who received attention and care from their parents, he stood out as a lonely kid. He raised his head and glanced at the parents, then coldly retorted, âChildren can not slander other peopleâs parents behind their backs, do you know that?â
âHey, you are one rude little brat. Where did you come from, you illegitimate child?â A hot-headed parent immediately walked up to Zhou Sileng.
At this time, a deep and magnetic voice sounded, âWho did you just call an illegitimate child?â
The parent stopped in his track, and everyone turned to look at the man who was walking towards them in the corridor. He was very tall. With the height of 6â2â³, everyone had to raise their heads to see his face. He was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, well-tailored clothes that fit a model-like body. It was needless to say how long and straight his legs were, they were drool-worthy.
He had one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding the car key. The sunlight directly shone on him, casting a layer of brilliant light around his exquisite and strong outline. He stood there quietly and scanned the parentsâ faces with his sharp eagle-like narrow eyes coldly.
The parents were stunned. They had never seen such a handsome and stylish man. Moreover, his aura was so overwhelming. When his gaze stopped on their faces, it made them feel a chill. They wanted to leave.
Zhou Yao looked at them. He parted his thin lips and repeated, âIâm asking you, who is the illegitimate child?â
This time, he said those words slowly. These parents immediately felt as if Tarzan Mountain was pressing down on them. âI... I... Iâm saying that my son is a little bastard...â
âDaddy!â A kid immediately shouted.
âShut up!â That parent raised his hand and slapped his son.
âWaaaaa,â the kid began crying.
Zhou Yao looked up, his curly lashes as thick as bristles on a brush. As he walked forward with his long legs, those parents moved to the side in fear. His indifferent gaze fell on the little guy who had just arrived beside his legs.
âZhou Sileng, speak. Whatâs going on?â He said.
Zhou sileng raised his head and looked at Zhou Yao. Then, he snorted heavily.
Zhou Yao immediately furrowed his sword-like eyebrows. His hard features also darkened a bit. âSpeak properly!â
These words made Zhou Silengâs hair stand on end. He wanted to slap the newspaper in his hand on his daddyâs face, but his daddy was too tall. He gave up. He slapped the newspaper on his daddyâs firm thighs with less confidence than heâd imagined, âLook at what youâve done!â
Zhou Yao did not take the newspaper, so it fell to the ground. He glanced at it and then pursed his thin lips expressionlessly.
âLet me ask you, is this true?â
Zhou Yao looked at his son. There was a red mark on his pink and fair little face, a scratch mark caused by the other children. His clothes were also in a mess, looking embarrassed. Despite that, he stood upright willfully and confronted his father. His amber eyes were watery, but he was determined not to let his tears fall.
Zhou Yao did not speak.
âHumph, the teacher said that you were in a fight and asked me to do as I see fit. Now, you can do as you see fit. If the fight did happen, you can apologize to them, Iâm leaving it to you.â
Zhou Sileng turned around and ran away. He held his large school bag in his arms, and bean-sized tears splashed onto the ground.
Before he could run further, he heard steady footsteps behind him. âZhou Sileng, what kind of attitude is this? Stop right there!â
Zhou Sileng wiped away his tears. He ran faster and faster. âIâm not your soldier. Why should I listen to your orders? Youâre not my daddy either. My daddy does not act like you.â
âZhou Sileng, do you hear yourself? Donât you dare say that again!â
âWhatâs there to be afraid of? Youâre not my daddy!â
As soon as he finished speaking, A hand with strong, long fingers grabbed Zhou Silengâs collar from the back. The man lifted him with ease, and Zhou Sileng was suspended in mid-air. Pa! Pa! He got two slaps on his buttocks.
âHow dare you talk back to me!â
This time, Zhou Sileng cried even louder. He hugged his school bag tightly in his arms and cried loudly, âWaaaa, Waaaa, You must have picked me up from the streets. I must not be your biological child, you tyrant... Waaaa...â
The passing parents and the security guard by the gate all turned their heads to Zhou Silengâs direction when they heard the heart-wrenching cry. They saw a handsome man with a straight face holding a little boy by the feet, and the little boyâs swinging arms.
There was an extremely imposing jeep parked by the side of the road. The back door opened and the man stuffed the little boy into the jeep. Then, the jeep sped away.
The passers-by, whose faces were covered in dust, said, âD*mn, whoâs that person? How arrogant. The license plate of that car is unusual. He can drive around T city freely.â
The children who fought were also stunned. âWow, so thatâs Zhou Silengâs daddy. Heâs really tall, really strong, and really handsome. So what Zhou Sileng said was all true...â The kids looked at their parents with disdain as they said that.
The dads quickly gave their sons a kick. âLook at the trouble youâve caused me. I almost got myself into trouble. Look at the license plate. That man is at least a division commander. Stay away from Zhou Sileng the next time you see him!â
...
In the jeep.
Zhou Yao looked at the little guy in the backseat through the rearview mirror. Zhou Sileng was crying very sadly. He hugged the big bag in his arms like a stray cat.
âZhou Sileng, arenât you ashamed? I only hit you twice, yet youâre crying like a baby.â
Zhou Sileng took a piece of tissue and wiped his eyes and nose. âIâm not ashamed. Youâre the one who should be ashamed! They said that you have a mistress outside!â
Zhou Yaoâs gaze turned sharp and he reprimanded, âDo you even know what a mistress is?â
âOh, thatâs right. You donât have a mistress. Because mommy died a long time ago. You have the freedom to remarry!â Zhou Sileng glared at Zhou Yao stubbornly.
Zhou Yaoâs eyes quickly turned red. His two big palms on the steering wheel instantly clenched tighter. Four years had passed, but he still couldnât bare to hear such words. This would instantly make him feel the pain of thousands of arrows piercing through his heart.
Zhou Sileng was still twitching. He felt that his life was so miserable, âGrandma always said that you were... very busy. So busy that you canât even come on my first day of kindergarten. And what were you busy doing? You... you were busy picking up girls. You donât... care about me at all. You donât... love me at all. All you do is... hit me. Iâm definitely not your biological child. You just... bullied me because I donât have mommy around. If only my mommy was here. She would definitely be... the most gentle and amazing mommy in the world. She would... protect me...â