The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

The games that children play are nothing more than the same few.

The little ones were playing hide-and-seek. Wen Huai grabbed Wei Shubai's hand and hid in his secret base.

Small grooves in the overlapping rockery.

Her big round eyes stared at him steadily, "Hey, Wei Shubai, let me ask you, are you Madam Wei's child?"

Wei Shubai looked at the delicate white ball in front of him and shook his head silently.

Wen Huai felt delighted for some reason, and patted Wei Shubai on the shoulder, "Okay, you'll follow me in the future in Shangjing. Don't worry, no one will dare to bully you!"

Wei Shubai nodded silently again.

Wen Huai squatted in the rockery and watched the child running over to catch someone, and complained in a low voice, "You are such a dull person."

After Chu Bainiao finished greeting the ladies, it was time for dinner. The little kids all ran back, each holding their mother's hand.

Wen Huai held Madam Wen's hand, but looked straight at Wei Shubai. He turned his eyes, raised his delicate face, and asked Madam Wen: "Mother, can I go with Wei Shubai?"

Wei Shubai is the only descendant of General Wei. He will definitely enter the court in the future. He is a loyal and loyal minister. Her son has a good relationship with the young Master Wei, so Madam Wen will definitely not stop him.

"Go." She touched her son's head.

After receiving the order, Wen Huai let go of his hand and ran towards Wei Shubai happily, but he did not run to Wei Shubai's side, but ran to the other side of Wei Shubai.

When Chu Bainiao heard the footsteps, she slightly turned sideways. When she looked down, she saw the white and soft little ball looking at her with its big, crystal clear eyes.

"Young Master Wen, what's wrong?"

The voice is soft, making people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze.

Wen Huai had a tense face and thought Wei Shubai's mother was so beautiful, had a gentle voice, and smelled good.

The young voice stammered, "Wei, Madam Wei, Wei Shubai and I are good friends."

Chu Bainiao curved her eyebrows and smiled, "Okay, thank you, Master Wen, for taking care of our Shu Bai."

Wen Huai blushed under Wei Shubai's strange gaze, "No, you're welcome, Wei, Madam Wei, can I hold your hand and walk?"

"I want to go with Wei Shubai."

Since her senior brother wanted to hold hands, Chu Bainiao would naturally not refuse. Her delicate and soft palm emerged from the layers of sleeves.

Wen Huai pursed his lips and smiled shyly, revealing two small dimples. He stretched out his fleshy white hands and held Chu Bainiao's two slender fingers.

When others saw Young Master Wen holding Madam Wei's hand, they were surprised and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Madam Wei, will Wei Shubai go to the academy for classes?" Wen Huai tightly grasped those two slightly cool fingers, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart. He felt that Madam Wei's hand was different from his mother's hand.

The academy that my senior brother mentioned should be Chenglin Academy. The children of important officials of this dynasty would attend classes together with the children of the emperor, with boys and girls separated.

Chu Bainiao moved his fingers slightly and held his brother's hand in his palm, then he held Wei Shubai's arm and shook it, "Shubai will go to the academy for classes."

Wen Huai saw Madam Wei looking at Wei Shubai, and he felt a little dissatisfied that the eyes that were focused on him were diverted. He shook her arm like a spoiled child, "Madam Wei, don't worry, I will take good care of Wei Shubai."

Chu Bai Niao lowered her head and smiled, "Okay, okay, I'll thank Master Xiao Wen on behalf of our Shu Bai."

Wen Huai's face turned red with excitement. She was born with the skin of a porcelain doll, and now her face was white with a hint of red, making her look soft and cute.

Wei Shubai was obviously more taciturn, thinner than Wen Huai, and his skin was slightly yellowish.

When they arrived at the banquet, no matter how Ren Wenhuai told Madam Wen that he wanted to sit next to Wei Shubai, he was refused. He could only sit next to Madam Wen pitifully and watch Chu Bainiao take care of Wei Shubai.

After the meal, there was some more greetings and today's banquet was over. Chu Bainiao had just arrived in Beijing and was unfamiliar with these noble ladies, so today she might as well show up at her senior brother's fifth birthday party.

In the carriage on the way back to the mansion, Chu Bainiao asked the little kid in front of him: "How was your day? Did you get along well with the other kids? Did they bully you or look down on you?"

Wei Shubai grew up in the frontier and had never seen the prosperity of Shangjing. Chu Bainiao was a little worried that the pampered young masters in Shangjing would bully Wei Shubai.

Wei Shubai shook his head. "It's OK. I get along OK with them. No one bullies me or looks down on me."

Chu Bai Niao nodded and said, "If you get bullied outside, you must come back and tell mom, understand?"

Wei Shubai nodded, his little face expressionless and a little dull.

Chu Bai Niao continued, "What do you think of Wen Huai? You will go to Chenglin Courtyard for classes in two days. Since Wen Huai said he would take care of you, he should take care of you. There are princes and other children of important officials in Chenglin Courtyard. You need to be careful when you go in, understand?"

"But you don't need to be too humble. You should have the confidence you need. You are his child, the descendant of a loyal minister, and the descendant of a martyr."

Wei Shubai nodded.

She was speechless for a moment. This little kid was too dull. When the carriage stopped at the general's mansion, Chu Bainiao got off the carriage first with the help of the maid. Wei Shubai, who was standing there, suddenly said, "Mom, can you carry me back? I'm a little tired today."

Chu Bainiao was stunned for a second, then stepped forward and opened her arms, "Come on, mother will carry you home."

Little Wei Shubai put his two thin arms around her neck and rested his little head on her neck affectionately.

Chu Bainiao wrapped her arms around his knees and held the child tightly in her arms. As she stepped over the threshold of the general's mansion, Wei Shubai suddenly said, "Mom, I don't really like Wen Huai. I feel like Wen Huai is being too nice to me. He doesn't really like me that much. I feel like he likes you and he wants to snatch you from me."

Chu Bai Niao paused for a moment, freed one hand and patted the child's back to comfort him: "If you don't like him, then don't get in touch with him. If you don't make friends with him, will you be unable to survive in Shangjing? Why would he snatch me from you? He has his own mother, and I am your mother."

I have to say, in some ways, children's intuition is really accurate.

The system that was watching silently thought so.

The hand around her neck tightened again, Wei Shubai buried his head more tightly, his face pressed against her collar, "Mom, I like you, I can feel that you like me more than before."

Perhaps because of his childhood experiences, Wei Shubai was too sensitive to the kindness and malice around him. The original body also liked him, but not as purely as Chu Bainiao, because Chu Bainiao had nothing to do with Wei Shubai. She liked this child from the bottom of her heart, but the original body liked him because he was the son of General Wei.

Chu Bainiao exerted a little force with her arms and shook Wei Shubai upwards. Wei Shubai, who was suddenly shaken up, uttered a cry of surprise, and his tense little face finally showed a trace of a frightened child's expression.

Chu Bai Niao said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Of course I like you, you and I are destined to be together."