My baby is three and a half years old, and I am the favorite of all the wealthy families.

Chapter 50 Aunt, please beat me

Bai Binghua's expression was subtle, "Zhouzhou, don't look down on our family like this, our family is pretty good too!"

Compared with the toilet, it’s not that bad, it’s not that bad!

After waiting for a long time, bodyguards finally led them into the castle.

After passing the luxurious and low-key corridor, they finally reached the living room after turning a corner and saw the person they wanted to see.

The smile on Bai Binghua's face was so bright that he shouted in an exaggerated tone: "Oh! Chairman Qin! We meet again, do you still remember me?"

Qin Suian sat in his elder brother's arms and blinked twice with his big round eyes, "I remember, President Bai."

Bai Binghua sprained his foot.

Why do you think...you are really meeting the chairman?
But she is obviously just a three-year-old baby!
I should have known better not to call myself Chairman Qin!

Bai Binghua looked embarrassed and said with a smile: "Hahaha, you're welcome. What do you call me CEO? I'm more casual at home, so I'll call you An'an."

The next second, he pushed his son beside him and motioned for his son to call someone.

Bai Zhou took two steps forward and shouted obediently: "Hello, aunt!"

Qin Sui'an had doubts in his eyes and stared at him seriously. Then, he tilted his head and said, "An An doesn't know you~"

From the perspective of the little milk ball, it is like a big steamed bun that has become sperm.

Bai Binghua caught a glimpse of the bodyguard behind him moving and thought he was about to be kicked out. He laughed quickly and said: "Hahaha, An An really knows how to joke. You guys met yesterday. This is Zhou Zhou, my son Bai Zhou." .”

Qin Sui'an's round eyes widened, staring at him seriously again, and asked puzzledly: "Bai Zhou, why did you become a steamed bun?"

Bai Zhou retorted depressingly: "Auntie, I'm not a steamed bun."

Bai Binghua almost thought she was mocking his son for being beaten into a bun, but seeing the innocence on her face, it didn't look like it was intentional at all.

Bai Binghua was also very depressed, "Well, Zhouzhou's face was injured, so he was bandaged into a bun. No, that's why it was bandaged like this."

"Oh~" Qin Sui'an understood. She was beaten by Bai Zhou yesterday, and her second brother also helped her wrap her hands. It was the same.

Bai Binghua looked at the man holding her. It was easy to tell that he was shaved and wearing Buddhist beads. There was no one else but Qin Fuga, the eldest young master of the Qin family.

Bai Binghua was very afraid of Qin Fuja. Before he became a monk, Qin Fuja's name was already feared by people. No one dared to offend Qin Fuja. Now that he has become a monk, it is difficult for people to forget what he did before.

Bai Binghua didn't dare to look at Qin Fuja at all. He took one look and hurriedly lowered his head, "Fujia, long time no see."

"Long time no see, President Bai." Qin Fuga looked indifferent and raised his chin, "Sit down."

"Okay, okay." Bai Binghua took his son Bai Zhou and carefully sat on the sofa beside them.

The living room fell into an eerie silence.

Qin Fuga and Qin Sui'an didn't feel anything, but Bai Binghua and Bai Zhou were restless.

Bai Binghua racked his brains, thinking about how to please Qin Sui'an, but with Qin Fuga's presence, he was cautious about his words and deeds, and did not dare to say anything casually.

In desperation, he had no choice but to push his son Bai Zhou, "Zhou Zhou, what are you doing sitting here? Aren't you clamoring to come and play with your aunt? Go and play with your aunt."

Bai Zhou's eyes widened: "Dad, I didn't say -"

It was obviously his father who insisted on taking him to find his aunt.

Bai Binghua interrupted him quickly, "Oh, silly boy, I'm so embarrassed, go and play with your aunt!"

Bai Zhou jumped off the sofa and came here. It happened that he also had something to ask his aunt for help!
He strode up to his aunt Qin Sui'an and asked, "Aunt, can we play together?" Qin Sui'an blinked his round eyes and nodded his head gently: "That's okay."

Qin Fuga bent down slightly, put Xiao Sui'an down from his arms, and warned: "An'an, just call me if you need anything. Just play in the living room and don't run too far."

"Okay~" Qin Suian responded obediently.

Qin Fuga and Bai Binghua continued to sit on the sofa in the living room.

Bai Zhou followed Qin Sui'an and caught up with him in small steps. He couldn't hide the admiration in his tone: "Auntie, can you teach me to beat people? It hurts when my aunt beats people up."

"An An doesn't know how to beat people." Qin Sui'an stopped and Xiao Naoyin explained seriously: "I beat you last time because you were bad. You hit An An first. Normally An An doesn't beat people."

"You know how to hit people. You punched me and ten of my teeth fell out!" Bai Zhou couldn't speak now, and he said urgently: "Auntie, I beg you, teach me!"

The fact that Bai Zhou was beaten to tears in the Qin Group spread out somehow, and Bai Zhou's playmates were all making fun of him for being beaten to tears.

Bai Zhou also wanted to be like his aunt Qin Sui'an, beating those who made fun of him until they cried.

"Aunt, I beg you..."

"Auntie, Auntie..."

"aunt……"

Qin Sui'an was so annoyed by him that she frowned. She sighed softly: "Okay, but how will An An teach you?"

There is a boxing room in Qin Qianyi's room, but the two children don't know that there are also special tools for boxing such as sandbags in this world.

Bai Zhou volunteered and pointed decisively at his face, "Auntie, hit me in the face!"

Although his face still hurt, he endured it in order to learn to beat people!
Qin Sui'an was stunned, "...An'an doesn't want it."

He didn't hit An An, An An couldn't hit him.

"Then, auntie, punch me in the stomach!" Bai Zhou pushed out his stomach again.

Qin Suian shook his little head, "This is not good, it's not allowed."

Bai Zhou pursed his lips, "Auntie, it's okay. I'm even willing to beat you up, so just beat me up!"

Qin Sui'an looked at his belly, then at his steamed bun face, and shook his little head, "It's not good to beat people up."

One insists on being beaten, the other insists on not beating anyone, and has yet to make a decision.

Bai Zhou was so anxious that he burst into tears with a "wow".

When Bai Binghua heard his son crying, he ran over quickly and coaxed: "What's wrong, what's wrong? Why is Zhouzhou crying?"

Could it be that this little girl beat up their Zhouzhou again?

Bai Zhou cried: "Wow, wow, wow...Dad, aunt won't beat me!"

Bai Binghua suspected that he heard wrongly, or that there was something wrong with his son's expression, "Huh? If I don't beat you, isn't this good?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... I don't want it!" Bai Zhou wiped his tears and cried, "I want my aunt to beat me! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"You kid, why did you let her beat you up?" Bai Binghua's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't his son stunned by Qin Sui'an's punch yesterday?

(End of this chapter)