Diplomat's Wife

Chapter 262 What happened to the lipstick mark on your shirt?

Taoyuan.

The alarm rang, and Mu Qiqi opened her sleepy eyes. This night, she slept very soundly.

Jin Yu is not around.

After getting up, she went to Simu's room next door, thinking about asking the little guy to wash up together, knocked on the door twice, but there was no response.

Pushing open the door, she found that the room was empty.

When I was making the quilt, the warm touch still had the temperature of a child, and I thought the little guy had just woken up not long ago.

When they came to the corridor, Mu Qiqi called out twice, "Baye? Simu?"

No one responded to her.

The first reaction in my mind was that Simu would not be arrested by Jin Yu to enforce the family law, right?

After all, last night, the little guy made a big fuss in the cloakroom, and the trouble he caused was indeed not small.

Mu Qiqi thought about it, her scalp was numb, Ba Ye was still so young, Jin Yu probably could break the little guy up with two slaps.

Not daring to think about it, Mu Qiqi yelled at Sim Mu and Jin Yu in turn, but no one responded to her in the empty villa.

She vaguely seemed to hear Simu's crying, the voice was very soft and far away.

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With a small bun in one hand, Jin Yu left the villa and walked deep into the garden.

"Let me go! Let me go! Ahhh! Mama! Baba is going to hit someone!" The little guy in his arms screamed hysterically.

Jin Yu glanced at him coldly, "Shut up!"

"Mama! Mama! Baba is beating someone!" The little guy yelled even more vigorously.

Jin Yu quickened his pace and came to the depths of the garden. Then he put the little guy on the stone table in the peach forest, and said forcefully, "Call again! Your mother won't be able to hear you even if you call Potian!"

"Ahhh!" The little guy cried out again unwillingly, and a few birds flew away, but there was no sign of Mu Qiqi at all.

The little guy realized that he was already screaming every day, and the ground was ineffective, so he could only think of running away, but when he looked at the high stone table, the height of the table was much higher than his height.

Maybe Jin Yu put him in this place just because he expected that he would not dare to jump and could not escape.

"Baba! You're bad!" The little guy sat on the stone table resentfully.

Jin Yu held a bamboo stick in his hand. The hollow bamboo looked light, but the pain from hitting him was not light at all.

Seeing that his father moved out of the family law, the little guy backed away timidly. In the past, every time Jin Yu took out that stick, Mu Qiqi would stand in front of him.

As long as my mother persuaded me a few words, my father's anger would be calmed down, but obviously, now that my mother is not here, he is bound to be beaten today.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Jin Yu asked.

"I'm right!" The little guy said stiffly.

"Is it you who rummaged in the cloakroom last night?"

"It's me!" The little guy looked awe-inspiring, as if he wasn't afraid at all.

"Just admit it! Are you taking off your pants yourself? Or should I take them off for you?"

The little guy quickly covered his pajama pants, "Mom said that force can't solve the problem, and we must communicate first when encountering problems."

A negotiating tone.

Jin Yu frowned, "Didn't your mother tell you that when the facts and results are clear, you can skip negotiations and use force directly!"

Jin Simu blinked, and then said firmly: "No!"

Jin Yu stretched out his hand, and picked him up with his big palm. With a hook of his fingers, he took off half of the little guy's pajama pants.

"Mom said that anyone who uses force to solve problems is a thug! It's a robber! It's a bandit!" the little guy yelled.

Jin Yu snorted, thinking it was funny, he didn't know who the kid's broken mouth was for, anyway, he didn't look like him at all.

"Mom said, gentlemen don't beat people with their hands!" The little guy twisted his body and wailed.

"I'm your old man!" Jin Yu choked, not knowing where the little guy was talking so much nonsense.

"Woooooo! Obviously you made a mistake too, why did you only hit me and no one hit you?" The little guy yelled aggrievedly.

The bamboo pole that Jin Yu held high stopped in mid-air, and he dropped his hand when he heard the sound.

The little guy got a gasp, quickly got out of Jin Yu's hands, bent down and lifted his pants, and quickly covered them.

Jin Yu sat down on the stone chair beside him, lowered his posture, and looked straight at the little guy on the table with his eagle eyes, "Don't you want to communicate? I'll give you a chance."

Children are naughty, and when they are naughty, they will not lose their memory. There is a loving mother in the family, so he will naturally take up the role of a strict father.

There must be a reason for asking to become a monk, and this time, of course, is no exception, but before the evidence, he still wants to hear the reasons this little guy will give to justify, even if he is beaten, he must be convinced.

The little guy raised his eyebrows and looked at him, puffed out his chest, as if he wanted to be half a point higher than someone in terms of morale.

"What's the matter with the lipstick mark on your shirt?" the little guy asked righteously.

When this matter was mentioned, Jin Yu became angry. The shirt he had cherished for several years like a treasure was turned out of the cabinet by this little thing. Not to mention it was wrinkled, and several dirty marks were left on it.

"Do you know that it's very impolite to rummage through other people's things?" Jin Yu suppressed his temper and continued to educate.

"Whose lip print is that?" The little guy continued to ask.

"Fuck you!"

"Baba! You disappointed me so much! You even said dirty words!" The little guy sighed. He had always set Jin Yu as a model, but he didn't expect that he would fall off the altar once he made a mistake.

(End of this chapter)