Song Song and Sister-in-law Zhou hadn’t had time to react before Song Song’s injured little hand was held by the man, and with a spin, he led her to the faucet...
The fair fingers stained with dirty blood were washed under the water.
Sister-in-law Zhou was stunned seeing this. Their young master had never treated anyone like this before.
Xiao Jinghuai’s expression was extremely serious, and he ordered coldly, "Sister-in-law Zhou, go prepare the first aid kit. You disinfect her and then bandage it."
"Oh, oh." Sister-in-law Zhou hurriedly rushed out of the kitchen to get the first aid kit.
At this moment, Song Song hung her small head down, her hand being held by the man. Her first reaction was to pull it away, but the man’s grip was strong, and she couldn’t do it. Her little face was already flushed, "Mr. Xiao... It’s okay now, it’s actually just a small wound, cleaning it thoroughly is enough, no need for bandaging."
Indeed, she was a premature baby, but she had always been hardy since young, this kind of small injury was no big deal.
Xiao Jinghuai’s eyes suddenly deepened slightly, and he quickly released her hand, immediately stepping aside, his eyebrows tightly knitted, "So clumsy, can’t even wash dishes!"
Song Song felt a bit wronged. She was thinking about something earlier, that’s why she made this mistake...
"Okay, I got it." Song Song lowered her small head, admitting her mistake, "I’ll be more careful next time."
"Mr. Xiao, please go out first. It’s a bit messy here, I’ll clean up..."
Saying this, her small body was about to squat down, but was swept up by the man’s long arm, "Go out and let Sister-in-law Zhou disinfect the wound first, I’ll handle this."
"Uh..."
Song Song wondered if she was hearing things?
This man actually said he’d clean up the kitchen...
Xiao Jinghuai released her slender arm, "What are you still standing there for? Go!"
"Actually, I really don’t need..."
Song Song wanted to politely refuse, but was directly interrupted by the man’s stern rebuke, "Unless you want the examination to become 20,000 words, go out now!"
"Okay, okay..."
Song Song immediately scurried out of the kitchen, and the man watched her fleeing figure, unable to suppress the slight curl of his lips...
When he realized he was smiling, he immediately restrained it, becoming once again serious, extremely stern.
...
On the way back, Xiao Jinghuai opened the Pagani’s convertible roof, absorbing the Night, or rather, the entire Night couldn’t compare to his dashing demeanor.
He held the steering wheel with one hand, his deep eyes sharp like lightning. After a moment of deep thought, he made a call to Jin Bao Yan.
"Old Xiao, what’s up?"
Jin Bao Yan sounded fatigued, as if from a hangover.
"Mm, help change Bao Bei’s school, you’re more familiar with the education bureau than I am."
"Uh... Have you gotten Bao Bei’s approval for this decision? That little demon king isn’t an ordinary kid, I’m worried he might object, after all, he chose this school himself."
"It’s fine, I’ll talk to him when I get home, let’s leave it at that."
"Alright."
"..."
Xiao Jinghuai reached home not too late, around nine o’clock. He and Xiao Beibei didn’t live in the Xiao Family’s old residence, but instead, in a villa halfway up the mountain.
As soon as he arrived in the living room, he saw all the servants in the house standing there, while Xiao Beibei was lying on the sofa, holding drawing paper in one hand and a pencil in the other, drawing.
The servants, upon seeing Xiao Jinghuai return, looked as if they’d seen a savior, showing the misery of being tormented by the demon young lord.
Xiao Jinghuai placed the car keys on the coffee table, waved his hand, "You may leave now."
"Yes, yes, yes..." The servants said in unison, then quickly left.
Staying even a minute longer felt like a heavenly punishment, if it weren’t for the fact that their salary was several times higher than elsewhere, who would willingly serve this young master with no regard for the world!
Xiao Jinghuai sat beside Bao Bei, his expression slightly stern, "I have something to tell you."
"Mm, go ahead."
"You don’t need to go to school on Monday."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Beibei’s small body suddenly bounced up from the sofa, as if greatly shocked.