How could Cheng Yingxuan not know, even if Grandpa Yan and Cen Sufen thought that Xiaobao was the blood of their family, she was still an outsider.

In the eyes of Yan's parents, her origin is not worth Yan Shiting.

It is now an outdoor class in kindergarten, other children play games outdoors, and no one else in the classroom.

She really wanted to say that Xiaobao was not a child of Yan's family, but she didn't want to deny this hard fact.

It seems impossible to see the love of Old Lady Yan and Cen Sufen for Xiaobao, and let them give up Xiaobao.

The only way is to let Yan Shiting come forward and let these two old men not disturb Xiaobao.

It's just that the two old people have been with Xiaobao for a few days, and Yan Shiting is staring at him, which must be his acquiescence.

She should have a good talk with Yan Shiting, so that the Yan family should not disturb the lives of their mother and son.

The problem is that Yan Shiting did such a terrible thing, even bursting her chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum that hurt her is still hurting!

She didn't want to talk to him at all, or even ignore him!

After a thousand thoughts, she was too lazy to talk.

Putting the books and stationery on Xiaobao's desk into the small schoolbag, carrying the schoolbag in one hand, Xiaobao saw it and took the mother's hand to go outside the classroom.

The two old men were hung in the classroom and followed quickly.

"Xiao Xuan, where are you going to take Xiao Bao?" Grandpa Yan said.

Cheng Yingxuan did not answer, and took a leave from Xiaobao's teacher.

The old man said unhappy, "Xiaobao is in class, what are you doing on leave?"

"Take him to play."

Mrs. Yan's face was covered with wrinkles. "It delays the child's study. Is this your mother's behavior?"

"Grandpa Yan," she didn't buy it, "other children are playing games, and Xiao Bao is alone in the classroom, why?"

He was speechless for a while.

Xiaobao took the initiative to answer, Nunnen's voice was dissatisfied, "The other kids laughed at me with two followers behind me, laughed that I didn't wean, I didn't want to be laughed at."

After hearing Xiaobao's words, Cen Sufen dared to scream out injustice, "Baby grandson, grandma is reluctant to give you a look, you can't miss you at first sight..."

"Grandpa Zeng is also..." Grandpa Yan's old face is full of emotions, "Xiaobao, look, Grandpa Zeng is a lot of age, I am finally looking forward to my great-grandson, if I don't take a few glances, I'm really afraid of two days I just stepped on my foot..."

With that said, the fake Pakistani also shed tears.

After all, Xiaobao is a little kid. After hearing these two words, the little expression softened a little.

Cheng Yingxuan and Yan Shiting are already in trouble, and they don’t want Xiaobao to be close to them again. "Yang parents, no matter whether your starting point is to see Xiaobao more, you have delayed my son these days. I help Xiaobao asked him to take leave to play, it didn't affect anything. Anyway, you were all delayed, and it wasn't bad enough to ask for another leave." In fact, with Xiaobao's cleverness, he had already skipped grades and went directly to elementary school. The kindergarten is really a talent.

Grandpa Yan's face is heavy, "Xiao Xuan, you are wrong, what is your son, Xiao Bao is my great grandson..."

"Xiaobao is your great-grandson, you ask Yan Shiting, I don't want you to be treated as a monkey." She left this sentence, took Xiaobao's little hand and left the school.

Grandpa Yan and Cen Sufen looked at each other.

"Dad, what do you mean by Cheng Yingxuan?" Sufen's heart was drumming.