Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

“What’s wrong? Aigoo, Zhuang Zhuang, my heart baby, don’t cry, all heartbroken mom! Tell mommy what’s wrong, mommy will go and avenge you!” A fat woman in a mink coat ran over and hugged the little boy and coaxed him heartily.

“Ooooooooo … that’s the woman,” the little boy cried as he dabbed spittle on his face to wipe his tears, “she knocked me down and I’m in so much pain! Mom, you give me revenge!”

Tess Baker stood up with the help of the others, her brow furrowed, the kid was about Mike’s age, why was he full of lies?

“Okay, good boy, my baby boy won’t cry anymore, mommy will avenge you right here, you wait here!”

The fat woman coaxed the little boy a few more times, crossed her arms and walked over to Tess Baker, cursing, “Are you blind or up to your ass, can’t you see someone my son’s age? Apologize, if you don’t make my son happy today, you won’t be able to walk out of here!”

The horizontal flesh on her chin quivered as she cursed, and she looked so fierce that she stunned some of the children who were still playing.

A parent who saw what happened and knew it wasn’t Tess Baker’s fault helped her out by saying a couple of things–

“Your son just ran too fast and hit this lady.”

“It’s really not the lady’s fault, it’s your son who should apologize.”

The fat woman didn’t care who was right and who was wrong, “What’s all this yelling? I’m talking about this bitch, what’s it to you? My son is crying, it’s her fault, she must apologize to my son today!”

This is simply a shrew, there is no reasoning. The others didn’t know Tess Baker either and didn’t want to get stuck with the shrew because of her, so they all stopped talking.

The commotion was so loud that Bowen Carter in the center of the crowd frowned at Tess Baker and asked her with a glare what was going on.

“It’s okay.” Tess Baker said wordlessly with her muzzle, signaling him to relax. She didn’t want to rely on him for everything, and it would be hard to break the habit after she got into it.

Bowen Carter was about to say something else when the group around him gathered around him again, and he impatiently dealt with them, but kept his attention on Tess Baker.

“Ma’am, I was just standing here and your son hit me from behind, the fault is not mine. And he wasn’t crying, he just put some spit in his face, you saw that for yourself, right?” Tess Baker wasn’t afraid of trouble, but she didn’t want trouble, trouble.

“My son hit you, why didn’t he hit someone else? If you weren’t standing here blocking his path, he wouldn’t have hit you!” The fat woman nosed up and shoved Tess Baker, “You made my son cry, get down on your knees and apologize to him today! Do you hear me? Get down on your knees and apologize!”

“Don’t you go too far!” A few moments of coldness flashed under Tess Baker’s eyes; no second person had ever shoved her like that, except for her mother who had dared to do that to her before.

“I just went too far, what else can you do?” The fat woman pushed Tess Baker a few more times, full of fat with disdain and disgust, “Poor in floor clothes, not even a piece of gold jewelry, how can a poor pussy like you afford to send your kids to this kind of school?”

She slapped Tess Baker twice on the face and stood on tiptoe to level with Tess Baker, “Did you sleep with the principal so he would let a poor punk kid like you come to school here? I’m telling you, if you don’t get down on your knees and apologize to my son today, I’ll let your kid quit … ah!”

“I’m sorry Grandma, I thought you were Bear 2 and wanted to take a picture with you, and I accidentally stepped on you.” After the little guy heavily stepped on the fat woman’s foot, he raised his little face with an innocent expression.

He just came over and saw his mommy being bullied by a sow, it really pissed him off!

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Bear 2? Isn’t that just a way of calling this thug fat?

“You’re the poor bastard’s son?” The fat woman was so angry that the horizontal flesh on her face was squeezed together, and her fat fingers like pig’s feet pointed at the little guy.

Calling her grandma? Where is she old?

“Pointing your finger at people is very uneducated.” The little one said in a milky voice, then tilted her head and asked Tess Baker, “Mommy, what did Grandma say about the clothes you’re wearing? Didn’t you tell her that the clothes you’re wearing were handmade by Horace Hammond? Hammond made it himself?”

Crowd, “!!!”

Horace Hammond Hammond?

Is it the world-class costume designer they know?

“Some people have no vision, and we can’t be normal with them.” Nothing can come out of arguing with such a shrew, Tess Baker pulled her son and tried to leave.

But the fat woman stepped forward and tugged her, “You think you’re saying that this dress you’re wearing was made by Horace Hammond himself? Hammond made it himself, and I believe you? I also said I was the Princess of England!”

The crowd didn’t really believe it either, after all, Horace Hammond was not an ordinary person. Hammond is not an ordinary person can invite, at least they can not invite.

“Let go!” Tess Baker, who at first had found her opponent unbelievable at best, was now genuinely angered.

The fat woman stood on tiptoe and tilted her chin, “I won’t let go! You …”

“Mom, why are you still bothering to talk to her?” The little boy squeezed in front of the fat woman and interrupted her, yelling, “You quickly slap her twice and make her kneel down and apologize to me! Otherwise this isn’t over today!”

“Liu Little Fatty, you made my mommy kneel down to apologize to you?” The little guy smiled with a sunny face.

But once the little boy saw him, from the fighting spirit of the big rooster instantly into a shivering little fat pig.

“What are you afraid of? No good thing!” The fat woman slapped him on the head, “He’s the son of a poor bastard, you stabbed him to death, pay two bucks and that’s it, why are you afraid of him? Why do I have such a weak son like you?”

“Yes, I’m not afraid of you. You you your mommy must kneel down today … to … apologize to me …” the little boy wrapped his arms around the fat woman’s thighs, still afraid.

How dare he make his mommy kneel down and apologize? The little guy is so angry that he wants to beat up this little fat pier!

But before he could carry out his action, a voice so cold that it was bone chilling came through, “Who wants my wife to kneel down and apologize?”

Little guy, “…”

Forget it, this kind of heroic rescue thing, or let Daddy!

The crowd moved out of the way and Bowen Carter walked up to Tess Baker in a chill, noticing that her clothes were wet, and his face was ice cold.

“You didn’t even say anything when your clothes were wet, silly?” He took off his suit jacket and covered her body overbearingly.

The suit jacket still has the warmth of his body and the faint smell of men’s perfume. Tess Baker did not pretend to fasten the buttons of his shirt as well, and finally felt less cold.

When she saw Bowen Carter, the fat woman was about to be stunned. She does not know who this man is, but from his aura can be seen, this man she simply can not afford to mess with!

“This this this … this is just a misunderstanding.” She stammered in fear as she spoke.

The crowd was also stunned, they thought this woman said wearing Horace Hammond’s clothes was bragging. Hammond’s hand-made clothes were bragging, but it turned out to be true!

She’s actually Mrs. Carter!!!

The fat lady actually called Mrs. Carter a poor pussy, so they’re not even poor pussies!