Priceless New Bride: Accidentally Offending The Dangerous CEO (Priceless New Bride)

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Back at Rong Mansion, Young Master Rong felt bored when he thought of An Ning going on a business trip.

He reluctantly took off his suit jacket, put it on his shoulders, and put his hands in his suit trouser pockets. His handsome face was so beautiful under the crystal lamp.

Equally miserable was Rong Xiaoshuai.

He was sitting on the carpet, playing with blocks, Jiang Peihua was watching TV, and Mr. Rong was practicing calligraphy in the bookstore upstairs.

With one person missing, the house felt a lot more deserted.

Hearing the footsteps, Jiang Peihua said without raising her head: "You're back."

"Yes." Mr. Rong's voice was muffled. He strode to the sofa and sat down. Looking at his son who was ignoring him, he couldn't help but stretch out his foot and lightly kick his butt.

"Rong Xiaoshuai, didn't you see your dad is back?"

The young commander helplessly wiped away his sweat, "It's so annoying."

Young Master Rong stared, pinched his collar and lifted him into his arms, "Who did you learn this sentence from?"

"Learned from Mama." Marshal (⊙o⊙).

Rong Shao was angry, "Who bothered your mother?!"

No matter how desperate he is, he dares to provoke his woman. Are you tired of life?

In line with the good moral character of a child who cannot lie, the young marshal pointed at him with his chubby finger.

Young Master Rong pointed at himself and sneered: "You're talking about me? I'm annoying your mother? No, your mother said I'm annoying? Damn, Young Master Rong, who taught you to lie at such a young age? Stretch out your hand and slap the palms of your hands!"

"Grandma~" The young marshal coquettishly moved to rescue the soldiers.

Jiang Peihua stretched out her hand, snatched her grandson back into her arms, and glared at her son, "Who allowed you to hit my precious grandson? You dare to hit his little palm, do you want to be beaten?"

Mr. Rong tugged on his tie and howled: "Mom, you are partial!"

Jiang Peihua didn't seem to hear his howl. She glanced at the time, reached out to touch his head, and stuffed Xiaoshuai into his arms, "It's getting late, go give Xiaoshuai a bath. Let him sleep."

"You're a man and can't even take a shower by yourself. Are you ashamed, huh?" Young Master Rong looked at the little meat ball in his arms with great disdain, hugged him arrogantly, and went upstairs with contempt.

Jiang Peihua clicked her tongue in the living room. Even though she was a biological mother, she still had to complain: "Rong Yan, do you dare to be more childish?"

In the bathroom, Young Master Rong was putting in bath water and making bubbles with bath soap. He said to the little guy standing beside him: "Take off your clothes and come over."

The little guy said very seriously: "Mom takes off her clothes when she takes a bath!"

"I'm not your mother. Playing coquettishly doesn't work for me. Take it off quickly, it's so hard to wash off."

The young marshal's rosy mouth pouted, and he reluctantly raised his short arms to lift up his clothes. With his short arms and legs, it was very difficult to take off his clothes. The clothes were stuck on his head and he couldn't take them off.

He was anxious: "Oh!"

"Ha ha……"

Mr. Rong sat on the edge of the bathtub and watched him spinning around like a top in a hurry, laughing heartlessly.

"(╯^╰)!" The young marshal sat down on the floor and stopped moving. His head was covered by clothes and his belly was bare.

"Are you angry?" Mr. Rong suppressed his smile, stretched out his hands to hold him on his lap, started to free him, and did not forget to teach him: "How can a man with such a small temperament act like a little girl?"

"(╯^╰)!"

He took off his clothes and was put into the bathtub. Young Master Rong wet a towel and washed his face. The soft towel rubbed his chubby cheeks so hard that his whole face was almost deformed.