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Chapter 282 Don¡¯t worry, you won¡¯t starve to death if you don¡¯t eat.

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    The child doesn¡¯t like to act coquettishly in front of his father. The main thing is that it¡¯s useless to act coquettishly. His father doesn¡¯t tolerate him at all!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Are you still used to it?

    His dad is fed up, right?

    Therefore, when only father and son are present, children are generally very obedient.

    No, if you ask me to put on my clothes, I¡¯ll obediently hold out my hand and cooperate.

    ?¡­

    After getting dressed and washing up, it was already 8:20.

    There is no way, no matter how fast the child is, he can only go at this speed. It is useless even if you hit him and scold him, he is still young.

    Someone has been waiting at the door for a long time, and it is clear that he is impatient:

    "Fu Zhizhou, hurry up!" he urged.

    The children inside then hurried out with their schoolbags on their backs:

    "Come on, come on, I need to pee."

    I almost peed my pants.

    Bad dad!

    After closing the door, someone directly picked up his son.

    "Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take for him to go downstairs by himself?"

    Abban had been waiting outside the gate of the family courtyard for a long time. When he saw the father and son coming out, he quickly got out of the car and walked around to the back seat and opened the door:

    "Second Young Master, Young Master."

    "Good morning, Uncle Abban."

    "morning."

    After getting on the bus, someone threw his son in his arms into the seat like trash:

    "Go to kindergarten."

    "yes."

    ?¡­

    After the car drove for a while, the child rubbed his hungry stomach:

    "Dad, don't we have breakfast?" asked.

    "Do you think there is still time for breakfast? What time does your school start?"

    "Nine o'clock."

    ¡°Then what time is it now?¡±

    Um?

    The child picked up his phone and looked at his watch. It was already eight forty.

    But

    ¡°Dad, I¡¯m so hungry!¡±

    Fu Jiyan rubbed his eyebrows and then glanced:

    "Don't worry, you won't starve to death even if you don't eat."

    Poof~

    I have seen unreliable people, but I have never seen such an unreliable biological father!

    The child actually refused to eat breakfast and said he would starve to death without eating!

    Even Aban, who was driving in front, couldn¡¯t bear it.

    "Ahem, Second Young Master, I have some bread here." He said in a low voice.

    How about giving the young master the bottom first?

    ??We don¡¯t eat anything at the headquarters. Is it better to be hungry?

    Of course Fu Jiyan did not refuse and nodded:

    "Give it to him."

    "yes."

    The children quite liked it, and they were very happy after holding the bread.

    You know, I usually don¡¯t have the chance to eat these things from outside.

    "Dad, tear it apart."

    Ah.

    Fu Jiyan took it angrily and tore open the package:

    "Take it."

    "oh."

    The children didn¡¯t care. They ate the bread bite by bite. It felt pretty good. It was sour and sweet. It was much more delicious than the ones at home.

    Sweat, the bread sold outside here has various additives added to it, which will of course make it taste better.

    But from a nutritional point of view, the bread freshly made by the Fu family chef every morning is more nutritious!

    ?¡­

    The car stopped outside the kindergarten gate at 8:59, and there was a traffic jam on the main road for a while.

    The car door opened and the child was put down:

    ¡°Fu Zhizhou, if you don¡¯t want to be late, run in as quickly as possible!

    You still have thirty seconds!  "

    ?

    The child didn¡¯t even have time to cry, so he jumped up on his two fat legs and ran away.

    Like a cannonball, he rushed towards the school gate.

    Fortunately, I was able to ring the school bell after rushing in.

    In the car, seeing that the little kid had successfully entered the school, someone certainly had nothing to worry about and ordered Aban:

    "go to company!"

    "Yes, Second Young Master!"

    I don¡¯t know why Zhou Da¡¯s agent told him to go to the company today.  (Remember this??Website: www.hlnovel.com
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