1417. "I don't play with people of low intelligence."
Mu Anran was so angry she almost smashed her phone, "Yu Xiao, you little brat, Mommy sends you to preschool to attend classes, but you're intentionally causing trouble, aren't you?"
"This is already the fourth preschool you've transferred to. If you keep this up, no preschool will accept you in the future! You... you're driving me crazy!"
Mu Anran was completely exasperated by this little brat.
She always thought she was pretty good at controlling her emotions.
Otherwise, her film studio wouldn't have made a name for itself domestically within just three short years.
But every time Yu Xiao starts acting up, she feels like her emotions are immediately out of control.
This little rascal is basically sent by the heavens to torment her, not giving her a single day of peace!
At this moment, even though Mu Anran was so angry she could barely speak, Madam Lin had a smiling face, "Ma'am, isn't our little master doing quite well?"
