Chapter 798

"Are you so cruel to my daughter?"

Cheng Cheng Cheng goes down the stairs to the opposite of Qi Qing and looks down at her.

There was a flame in his eyes.

"What's wrong with your daughter? Is she a golden branch and a jade leaf? I can't scold you. What did she do with my skirt? "

Qi Qing intentionally shows Cheng Cheng the oil stained place.

"It's just a skirt. I can't afford to pay for it, can't I?"

Cheng Cheng Cheng snorted coldly, walked around Qi Qing to Cheng Xuan and picked her up.

"Is it about money? Is that a question of morality and literacy? "

"Ha ha, blatantly abusing a child over twenty years younger than you, this is what you call quality?" Cheng Cheng Cheng holds Cheng Xuan to leave.

Qi Feng, who came out of the restroom, saw Cheng Cheng holding Cheng Xuan and was about to leave. He rushed to stop them. "Orange, how can I go?"

"I think if I stay like this, something will happen to Xuanxuan sooner or later."

Cheng Cheng still doesn't want to take the risk.

She can compromise for Qi Yan, but that doesn't mean she can always compromise.

"I will educate Qingqing well. She is not very sensible."

"Yes, I can understand a leftover girl who can't get married. But Xuanxuan's heart is not so good. She can't be so upset. Dad, tell Qi Yan that we'll go home first. "

"Cheng Cheng, I'm the leftover girl again."

Qi Qing points to Cheng Cheng Cheng and growls.

But Cheng Cheng Cheng has walked out of the house with Cheng Xuan in his arms.

Cheng Xuan lies on her shoulder. When she leaves, she reaches out her little hand and waves with Qi Feng. "Goodbye, Grandpa."

"Xuanxuan, you often come to play at home when you are free. Grandpa will miss you."

Cheng Cheng Cheng asks Chen Feng to come and pick them up and go back to Cheng's house together.

"Dad, why do you want to go to their mother and son? Cheng Xuan is not from our family at all. What do you like so much?"

"Then you have a grandson for me."

"I......"

Qi Qing's words were blocked by Qi Feng.

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Lingjia villa.

In the brightly lit living room.

Ling Xiaohan is sitting on the main sofa with a lazy posture and a serious expression.

Ji Qianchen is behind Ling Xiaohan, holding his hands on his shoulders.

Ling Yichen stood on the side of the sofa, two small fists gently beating Ling Xiaohan's thigh.

"Is it comfortable for me? Husband? "

Ji Qianchen asked with a dog's legs.

"Well, comfortable." Ling Xiao nodded happily.

"Father, also Chen Chui comfortable?"

"Uncomfortable." Ling Xiaohan hit Ling Yichen hard with three words.

"Daddy, isn't Chen's strength enough? Can I use some more strength? " Ling Yichen clenches his fist and smashes it on Ling Xiaohan's thigh.

I have to say that the strength of this little doll is still there, one fist after another, and there is still some pain.

One big one small mother and son are dedicated to do massage service for Ling Xiaohan.

As for the reason, it goes back to the notice sent by Yuncheng international kindergarten to all parents.

The kindergarten will hold a large-scale parent-child outdoor competition tomorrow.

Parents of all children are required to attend.

Ji Qianchen and Ling Xiaohan also received the notice.

But Ling Xiaohan refused at the first time.

That's what happened.

Ji Qianchen launches Ling Yichen to bribe Ling Xiaohan by pinching his shoulder and beating his back together, trying to persuade him to join in the parent-child activity.

"Husband, if you are comfortable, will you go to the parent-child activity tomorrow?"

Ji Qianchen asked with a smile.

Ling Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Qianchen lightly. "I feel comfortable, but I will never participate in parent-child activities. Don't ask me why."

Ling Xiaohan stands up from the sofa, and then goes up the stairs to prepare to go upstairs.

Ji Qianchen kneaded his sore hand. "Damn it, I've kneaded it for so long, but I still don't agree."

Ling Yichen pouted out his mouth and pulled Ji Qianchen's skirt. "Mommy, let uncle radish take the place of Daddy."

"Do you think your father will agree? His own son, let radish replace him as his son's father to participate in parent-child activities, where does his face hang? "

Ji Qianchen knows Ling Xiaohan so well that she knows the bullying disease on his body.

"Then what? If mummy goes alone, the students will say that there is no father

"Don't worry, son. When your mother comes out, she won't be confused about your father. Wait."

Ji Qianchen touched Ling Yichen's head, and then kept up with the building.Ling Xiaohan went to the study to read.

Ji Qianchen opens the door and sneaks in.

"Stop persuading me, my decision and answer will not change." Seeing her come in, Ling Xiaohan didn't raise his head either. He said all the ugly things in front of him.

"I'm not here to advise you. You don't like this kind of activity. I know. So tomorrow, I'm going to invite someone else."

Ji Qianchen leaned against his desk and looked at Ling Xiaohan with pride.

She has many ways to deal with Ling Xiaohan.

Tomorrow's parent-child activities, he has to go, not to have to go.

"Who?" Ling Xiaohan frowned and put down the book in his hand.

"I haven't made up my mind yet. Could you refer to it for me? How about Mubei?"

Mubei?

Hearing the name of Mubei, Ling Xiaohan smashes his fist on the desk, stands up, walks to Ji Qianchen, puts her on the desk, and holds her chin with one hand.

"Woman, I'll give you a chance to say it again."

Ji Qianchen said with a bright smile, "how about saying it again and again? I'm just offering a suggestion. I don't agree with you."

"I don't agree. Do you hear me?"

Ling Xiao announced coldly.

It's a hell of a deal.

Mubei, as his rival, also wants to be his son's father, dreaming.

"How about the radish?"

"No way."

"Then who do you think will do? You recommend me a candidate. Anyway, you are not willing to take part in it. I can't let other students think our family has no father, right

Ji Qianchen leaned on the desk calmly, holding Ling Xiaohan's wrist in one hand, and pulled his hand off.

"What do parent-child activities usually require?"

"I looked at the activity list sent by the teacher. It seems that there are three items. They are very simple games. You must be able to do it."

Ji Qianchen smiled and encouraged him.

She knew that he was just too proud to play childish games with so many children's parents in front of so many people.

But parent-child activities are not always available. They can also leave a lot of good memories for Ling Yichen's childhood. Of course, they can't be absent.

"Qi Yan and Cheng Cheng Cheng go?"

"Go, although Xuanxuan is a small class, but the parent-child activity is a school wide activity. We can't do anything special, can we?"