Chapter 237: Calculation

Sister Wang was confused. ’What does this mean?’

’Are they asking me to watch the kid? Or what?’

She had only recently heard about what Hao Rong’s mother had done.

It was truly... something she didn’t even want to talk about.

She never expected Hao Rong’s wife to show up at her door right now.

This...

’How could I possibly watch a child?’

"Well—"

She had barely gotten the word out when Wang Xiang cut in, "Little Cui, don’t you worry. Director Wang is here to solve the problems you can’t solve. With her around, I guarantee your son will be well taken care of."

"As for the details, you two can chat. My little rascal is at home, so I can’t stay. I need to hurry back, or he’ll tear the house down."

Without waiting for a reaction, she beat a hasty retreat.

Once she was a good distance away...

Wang Xiang patted her chest. ’That was a close one!’

’It’s a good thing Fu Mingxue gave me that reminder,’ she thought. ’Otherwise, that little rascal from the Hao Family might have ended up at my place.’

Sister Wang: ...?

Cui Meihong: ...?

With teary eyes, she looked at Director Wang.

"Director Wang, thank you for helping me out. I’ll bring my son over in a little bit. Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon."

Sister Wang: ?...

’Wait, when did I agree to this?’

"Little Cui, this is a bit difficult—"

Unfortunately, before she could finish her sentence, Cui Meihong bowed to her. "Director Wang, thank you so, so much. Without your kind-hearted help, I really don’t know what I would’ve done. Thank you, I really mean it!"

As she spoke, tears started streaming down her face.

Sister Wang: ...?

"I-It’s okay. Go ahead and bring the child over."

’Oh god, what did I just say?’

’Can I take that back?’

"Okay! Thank you, Director Wang! You’re such a good person! I’ll go get him right now."

Cui Meihong once again played the "good person" card on Director Wang.

Then, she quickly turned and left.

Sister Wang: ...?

’Have I just gotten myself into some kind of trouble?’

’Why does everything about this feel so wrong?’

’And that Wang Xiang—why did she bring someone to me, of all people?’

’Do I look like the kind of person who has nothing better to do than babysit for others?’

But no matter how much her head ached over it, it was no use. Half an hour later, Cui Meihong returned, her son in tow.

"Director Wang, these two bags have a change of clothes for my son. I’m really sorry to trouble you. My bus leaves at one this afternoon, so I have to go home and get ready."

Then, Cui Meihong gently coaxed her son, "Sweetie, you have to listen to Aunt Wang, okay? For the next few days while Mommy’s away, you’ll stay at her house."

"I know," the five-year-old boy grumbled. He did not have a good temper.

Cui Meihong didn’t linger.

Once he saw his mother leave, the little boy turned to Sister Wang.

His voice was loud and demanding. "I want candy. And I want those yummy cookies, too. The yummy little ones from next door."

He had seen the old lady next door give cookies to that little baby who couldn’t even walk yet.

One time, when he saw the old lady go into her kitchen, he snuck into the yard and snatched two cookies from the baby. They were delicious.

Sister Wang: ...?

She had heard before that Hao Rong’s son had been spoiled rotten by his mother.

She had figured, ’He’s only five. An age where he doesn’t know any better. How bad could he be?’

But now... this child was truly beyond words.

When the little boy saw she wasn’t responding, he immediately plopped his bottom down on the ground.

Then he started wailing, "WAAAH! You won’t give me candy! You’re abusing me—"