The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics -
Chapter 114 - 112: What If the Reputation is Ruined?
Chapter 114: Chapter 112: What If the Reputation is Ruined?
Before getting into the car, Jiang Yun kept holding Yun Qi’s hand, grinning ear to ear.
"Little Master, thank you so much. I knew you were beautiful and kind-hearted and wouldn’t refuse me. On Mid-Autumn Festival day, I’ll be waiting for you at home. You must come."
Yun Qi was pulled by her hand, unable to squeeze out a smile on her little face.
Aunt... As an elder, can’t you be a bit more composed?
Jiang Yun finally finished expressing her gratitude, then she pulled her son over, "Thank the Little Master quickly, you’re counting on her to save your life!"
Being dragged by his mom like that, Meng Ze’s handsome little face was full of displeasure, glaring at Yun Qi angrily and shouting at her, "Dream on, I won’t thank her, little cheat, bleh bleh bleh..."
Jiang Yun was so angry she smacked her forehead, "You brat, dare to disrespect the Little Master, do you believe I’ll smack you?"
Yun Qi was so startled by the boy that she took a step back, not angry at all, fervently hoping this mother and son duo would leave quickly.
Seeing her son like this, Jiang Yun had no choice but to turn back and apologize to Yun Qi.
After finally expressing thanks and apologies, she turned to get in the car.
But Meng Ze jumped out of the car like a gust of wind, rushed to Yun Qi, folded his arms, raised his chin, and in a clear young boy voice said, "Don’t think just because you act cute, everyone will like you. I don’t even like you, annoying ghost!"
Saying that, he pulled down his eyelid and made a face at Yun Qi, then turned and dove back into the car.
Yun Qi: ...
So childish! Qi wouldn’t bother with little kids!
She said to herself in her heart.
The Mid-Autumn Festival hadn’t arrived yet, and the weather had gotten quite cooler these past few days.
Mr. Yun was preparing to arrange Yun Qi’s admission to kindergarten.
It had to be close to home, have a good environment, be bilingual, and have quality teachers.
Eventually, they set their sights on a well-known international kindergarten in Hai City; everyone at home was uneasy, so a stretch babysitter vehicle carrying the Old Master, the Old Lady, Yun Qiuce, and the Yun Kuang brothers grandly drove into the kindergarten—
On-site inspection!
Yun Qi had a headache; she just wanted to be a quiet little kid and didn’t want to stand out.
The kindergarten had just started school these past few days, and the campus was bustling; teachers were wearing various sunflowers on their heads, distributing the second half of the year’s uniforms.
Yun Qiuce, holding Yun Qi, pointed to the children chattering in the playground, "Qi, are you happy to go to kindergarten? These are all your little friends!"
Qi had a solemn face, the baby fat on her was filled with speechlessness,
"So noisy! Everyone gathering together is like putting five hundred ducks in a pond!"
The clear childish voice fell and crisply struck in everyone’s ears.
Everybody fell silent in unison. Was Qi’s analogy... too vivid?
"You’ll get used to it eventually." Yun Qiuce comforted her.
After inspecting a round, the Old Master and Old Lady were quite satisfied with the kindergarten and discussed enrollment with the principal.
Yun Qiuce put Yun Qi down, intending to let her get familiar with the kindergarten environment.
Unexpectedly, a little boy saw her first and directly pushed away the many girls surrounding him, angrily rushing to Yun Qi, "Who let you come here? This is my kindergarten; you’re not allowed to enter!"
It was Meng Ze.
Yun Qi blinked her big eyes, "Qi doesn’t play with unreasonable kids!"
She turned to leave.
Meng Ze snorted angrily, returned to the group of kids, pointed at Yun Qi, and said, "This person wants to transfer into our kindergarten. I don’t like her, and neither should you play with her in the future."
"Okay!" A chorus of bright child voices rang out.
Evidently, Meng Ze was very popular in this kindergarten.
A teacher awkwardly came over, soothingly said, "Children, you can’t do this, you must be kind to new friends..."
Then turned to Yun Qiuce and the others, "Sorry, the kids are innocent; Meng Ze’s child just has a bit of a strong-willed temper..."
Yun Qiuce waved it off, "Kids are understandable, but given that your kindergartener’s king has spoken, I’m afraid Qi might be isolated in the future..."
He thought of telling the Old Master to find another kindergarten for Yun Qi.
Unexpectedly, Little Dumpling tugged on his hand; he looked down, and the Little Dumpling’s clear eyes shone brightly, "Uncle, it’s okay, Qi likes this kindergarten."
Yun Qiuce hurriedly squatted down, "But it seems like Meng Ze’s words are quite influential here, I’m afraid he might lead others to isolate you."
"It’s fine, Qi will just take him in as a little brother."
The nearby teacher: ...
What bold words did I just hear, from a sweet little newcomer, is this reasonable?
So Yun Qiuce didn’t mention Meng Ze’s provocation to the Old Master. After the Old Master and Old Lady talked with the principal for a while, they decided then and there on this kindergarten.
The family happily took the car back home.
Finally, the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived, and Jiang Yun personally drove to pick up Yun Qi. Unable to turn her down, the Old Master had to let Yun Qiuce go along with them.
Yun Qi sat in the car with a forlorn face, muttering to herself, Qi doesn’t want to go, Qi wants to stay at home.
Mainly because there’s really no issue with Meng Ze, so why would she need to go?
There’s no way it’s just to have a meal there.
She pondered over this as the car soon arrived at the Meng Family’s place.
The Meng Family was in another villa district, also a grand estate.
Coinciding with the Mid-Autumn Festival, the courtyard was freshly cleaned, yet the servants moving around had somewhat tense expressions.
All due to Jiang Yun’s exhortations, saying that a master was invited today to check on the young master’s issues, and the household servants needed to be cautious not to offend the master’s taboos.
However, as Yun Qi entered the courtyard amidst the crowd’s attention, the servants couldn’t help but exchange glances and whisper quietly.
"Is this the master Madam invited? Must be joking."
"Madam you should know, spoiled by the husband like that, it’s normal for her to be deceived."
"True!"
...
Jiang Yun led the way with a smile, turning back to glare at the servants.
Not hearing what they said, she assumed they were gossiping about the master.
This was absolutely intolerable; discussing herself was forgivable, but not the master!
After dismissing the servants, Jiang Yun guided Yun Qi to the front courtyard, where the scene for moon-gazing was already set up, with sofas, round tables, and prepared fruits and desserts.
Jiang Yun’s husband was named Meng Wenzhou, wearing glasses and looking gentle. The couple very courteously welcomed Yun Qi, inviting her to the center seat on the circular sofa.
Yun Qi sat on the sofa, her little legs dangling, her toes just touching the floor. Today, she was wearing a pink little bear suspender dress, with a pink bear lying on one shoulder, making Yun Qi look like an adorable glutinous rice dumpling.
Meng Wenzhou nudged his glasses and elbowed his wife, "Too young, isn’t she? Just a little child, is she really reliable?"
Jiang Yun clicked her tongue, glanced sideways at her husband, and whispered, "Rest assured, Mo Wanting said she’s very reliable."
Yun Qi’s ears twitched. She had heard it all and sighed; she only came out of courtesy, and what if it harmed her reputation?!
So she seriously said, "Auntie, although I’m here today, it doesn’t mean I’ll change my mind. Your son is really quite normal; he hasn’t encountered evil spirits nor is haunted by ghosts."
Can you not wish ill against your own son!
Jiang Yun waved it off, "I know, Little Master, but that’s because you haven’t seen my son feeling unwell yet. Once you see him, you’ll change your opinion."
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