My dear President, Please make a detour

Jian Qianyu's eyes moved and said faintly, "continue to collect evidence about him. The court also has a good relationship in advance. You can use it when necessary."

Arrange things one by one. Unconsciously, time has passed for a long time.

When xiaowaibao was playing by himself, he accidentally knocked his head on his toy and kept crying.

Qin Zijin also couldn't cry or laugh: "who can you blame for your careless knock?"

Then he rubbed his good forehead and said with a smile, "it doesn't even have a mark. Does it really hurt?"

Xiaobao hummed and cried, ignoring her.

Seeing this, Qin Zijin patted his little ass directly: "Yo? Don't let me talk about you? Your little temper is getting better and better."

Although xiaowaibao didn't understand what she said, she seemed to know that she was scolding herself, so she was so small that she didn't let her hold or coax her.

Even, he turned his back, and the meaning of resistance was very obvious.

Qin Zijin was made angry by him.

"I can't take care of you, can I?" Qin Zijin saw that he kept crying and put away his original smile: "OK, go to find your father."

Crying bag could understand the words "father". When he heard the speech, he immediately stretched out his small arms and short legs and climbed to Jian Qianyu's study.

Coincidentally, Jian Qianyu is having a video conference with the company's executives.

Hearing the sound from the door, Jane Qianyu turned his head and looked.

This time, I found his crying bag sitting on the carpet at the door, wiping tears and looking at him wrongly.

"What's the matter?" Jian Qianyu suddenly got up, pushed the temporarily sitting wheelchair and held the soft little guy in his arms.

The little crying bag can also be very coquettish. The lotus root like small arm tightly hugs Jian Qianyu's neck, and the face stained with tears is pasted on Jian Qianyu's face.

Jian Qianyu was melted by his charming heart.

Put it on your lap and coax it gently: "don't cry, darling, dad is here."

Crying bag pointed to his forehead, pain!

Jian Qianyu didn't understand what he meant. The little guy's forehead was bright and clean. Nothing happened.

After thinking about it, Jian Qianyu leaned over and kissed his forehead. His voice smiled: "crying bag wants dad to kiss you?"

The little weeping bag shriveled and hummed.

At this time, the door of the study was pushed open, and Qin Zijin came in with a black face.

Seeing Jian Qianyu gently coaxing to cry again, Qin Zijin suddenly became angry.

"You're used to him every day! Now you're so big and you're so angry." Qin Zijin said, "just follow your custom. I don't think he'll be able to go to heaven soon!"

Jian Qianyu looked blankly and didn't know what had happened.

The crying bag in her arms lost her temper when she saw her mother's cold face, and the cry was louder.

Qin Zijin was so sad that he walked in and scolded: "do you dare to cry again? Believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

Jian Qianyu saw that Qin Zijin could really beat him now.

"What's the matter? Why are you two making trouble?" Jian Qianyu asked.

At the moment, Jian Qianyu completely forgot that he was turning on the video on his computer.

Qin Zijin pointed to the crying bag and began to complain: "just now he knocked himself carelessly, and the knock was good. I didn't coax him. As a result, he lost his temper with me."

The more Qin Zijin said, the more he frowned. He felt that if this continued, her children would grow up. It would be a real dandy.

Jian Qianyu listened to her finish, but he didn't think so.

"He's still young now. What can he know?" Jian Qianyu said, comforting her. "Look, how pathetic the crying bag is."

Admittedly, crying bag is really poor, which makes Qin Zijin's dim sum soft.

"Others say that we should start educating children from an early age." Qin Zijin frowned and said, "Jian Qianyu, I really think we need to talk about the education of crying bags."

"Cough." a sudden cough sounded.

Qin Zijin and Jian Qianyu looked at the voice at the same time. Then, for a moment, Jian Qianyu's face looked unspeakable.

"You, are you talking to someone?" Qin Zi asked in a daze.

God, didn't everyone see her just now?

Qin Zijin blushed with shame on the spot.

Jian Qianyu cleared his throat and said calmly, "today's meeting will be here for the time being. We'll talk about it next time."

Then he hung up the video directly.

After hanging up the video, the executives over there couldn't resist one by one and spoke one after another in the small group they built.

"How do I feel that we Jane always have a delicate position at home?"

"Hahaha, I think it's strict wife control?"

"The young master is so cute! My heart melted when I heard the little cry of milk."

The group talked about all kinds of Hi, but in reality, Jian Qianyu, the protagonist they talked about, was staring at Qin Zijin.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were talking to someone?!" Qin Zijin asked angrily.

Jian Qianyu said helplessly, "I really forgot."

Qin Zi breathed and stared at them: "I'm really angry with you two today."

Big and small, don't worry!

Jian Qianyu came up to her and slapped the crying bag's ass in front of her: "don't be angry. Look, I'll teach him a lesson for you."

Jian Qianyu cried bitterly, so he didn't exert himself at all.

But... Crying bag's reaction was very fierce.

He was spanked by his mother just now, and now he is spanked by his father. The little guy is so wronged that he cries with his mouth open as if the sky had collapsed.

Jian Qianyu subconsciously wanted to coax, but he looked at Qin Zijin's face and stifled his action.

The two adults didn't indulge him when he was tired of crying and fell asleep.

At night, crying bags were put in their room to sleep.

Jian Qianyu looked wronged when he was sleeping. He couldn't help saying to Qin Zijin, "even if you want to educate, you don't have to start at such a young age."

Their crying bag seems naturally more charming than others.

Since I was born, I always cry. I have to be coaxed and accompanied, otherwise I must be noisy.

Jian Qianyu is used to the pettiness of the little guy.

Qin Zijin frowned and said in a hard tone: "we must correct his bad habit of crying when he was young."

Jian Qianyu's face seemed to disagree.

Qin Zijin glanced at him and said a very piercing sentence: "if he continues to be so charming, he will be more charming than girls. Do you think he can marry a wife in the future?"