Aunt Zhen was anxious: "That child, he can't leave me."
Wen Qiao smiled: "Don't worry, I'm a professional psychologist, I know how to calm him down, please."
After saying that, he got in the car and closed the door.
A cold light flashed in Aunt Zhen's eyes.
Wen Qiao glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and the car slowly left the tarmac.
She patiently opened the box of chocolate bars and asked Xiao Junhe to take one. Xiao Junhe shyly took one, took a bite, and smiled like a child: "It's delicious."
Wen Qiao smiled and patted his head: "This is the city where your father lives, called Haicheng. This must be your first time here."
Xiao Junhe looked at the scenery outside the window without saying anything.
Wen Qiao said tentatively: "I'll find someone else to take care of you. Aunt Zhen is old, so let him have a rest. Do you think it's okay?"
Xiao Junhe suddenly became a little nervous: "I want Aunt Zhen, I want Aunt Zhen."
Because he doesn't know if he would be even more miserable if it were someone else, he doesn't understand those things.
Wen Qiao held his hand and gently comforted him: "Find a gentle aunt who can tell you bedtime stories, and that aunt can also cook delicious meals and small cakes. She is a great cook. Do you really not want it?"
Xiao Junhe fell into a violent struggle: "I... I don't know."
"Then when we get to where we live, I'll let you meet that aunt first, do you want to?"
Xiao Junhe looked at her with twinkling eyes: "Then...what about Aunt Zhen?"
"Aunt Zhen is still staying with you, cleaning and stuff."
Xiao Junhe nodded: "Yeah, okay."
The car drove west for more than an hour before stopping in front of a villa. There was a swimming pool in the front and back yards, and a small forest at the back with a pond under the forest. The ecological environment was very good.
Wen Qiao pulled Xiao Junhe out of the car. He was a little wary and didn't dare to enter the mansion.
Wen Qiao whispered softly, "Auntie Qin is making little cakes in there, don't you want to eat some?"
Xiao Junhe immediately dispelled his doubts and followed Wen Qiao into the villa.
The villa here is brightly colored, very different from the villa he lived in in Edinburgh before.
In the open kitchen, Aunt Qin, who looked kind and gentle, was baking small cakes. The whole house was filled with fragrance. Xiao Junhe walked over and Aunt Qin looked at him with a smile: "It will be ready soon. Do you want to eat?"
Xiao Junhe licked the corner of his mouth and looked at Aunt Zhen behind him: "Can I eat it?"
Aunt Zhen gritted her teeth. She was beginning to realize that after arriving in Haicheng, his power in this family had been stripped away. How could she tolerate this
"You have a bad stomach, you can't eat these."
Wen Qiao touched Xiao Junhe's wrist and said, "I'm a professional doctor. There's nothing wrong with your stomach. You can eat. Aunt Zhen, you've been taking care of him for so many years, how come you don't even know what his body is like?"
Now that you are in my territory, how can I allow you to act rashly
Aunt Zhen was resentful but didn't dare to say anything.
After Xiao Junhe finished eating the cake, Wen Qiao led him upstairs. His room was a small suite with a master bedroom, a second bedroom, and a small living room.
"From now on, you will live in the master bedroom, and Aunt Qin will live in the second bedroom. If you have any problems, you can call Aunt Qin at any time."
The decoration style here is full of childishness, with bright colors mixed with turmeric and sky blue, as well as some cartoon patterns, which puts people in a good mood at first glance.
When Aunt Zhen heard this, she became anxious: "What Aunt Qin? Jun He can't leave me. I have to live as close to him as possible. I am his personal nanny."
(End of this chapter)