Chapter 40: The First Battle of Father and Son!
The black eyes with a degree of acquaintance of up to 90 percent looked at each other fixedly from a distance of less than two meters.
After a long time, Yan Chengchi narrowed his evil eyes and opened his lips coldly, "Boy, didn't anyone teach you to walk to see the road, if I hadn't reacted fast enough, you would have been a meatloaf by now." β
"......" The little guy was stunned, and immediately, the soft and glutinous little body stepped forward.
The little chubby hand patted the front of his car and pouted, "Is it really going to knock me into a meatloaf?" β
"Want to try?"
Yan Chengchi's eyes flashed slightly, staring at the little little guy in front of him who was not afraid of death.
He looked to be only three years old, and he wore a naΓ―ve mask of a beetle that blocked his palm-sized face.
How could such a young child appear at the door of his villa alone?
Looking at the little boy's familiar black eyes, Yan Chengchi's heart tightened slightly.
Around three years old......
If they hadn't been separated back then, they might have had such a big child.
Yan Chengchi grabbed the steering wheel's hand and slammed it hard.
Thinking of what happened four years ago, his face sank and covered with a layer of gloom.
As he was in a daze, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the little guy squatting down in front of his car, and his two little hands didn't know what they were messing with......
Soon, the little one's little body stood up from his sports car again, clapped his little hands, and stood next to him.
Cool raised eyebrows to look at him, "This king doesn't like others to threaten me the most, do you dare to move forward, I will punish you!" β
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Was he dreaming?
A three-year-old kid wants to punish him?
Just the two hits he just made in front of his car? Could it be that I watched too many cartoons, thinking that I had magic, and with a wave of my fingers, I could conjure up tricks.
The corners of Yan Chengchi's mouth hooked up a sneer, looking at the little guy's serious appearance, he couldn't help but tease him, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he moved forward.
Just as he was about to laugh at him, he suddenly heard a muffled noise, and the car had a flat tire!
Immediately, the body was crooked.
He grabbed the steering wheel with a hard hand, tried to stabilize the car, and slammed on the brakes.
Quickly pushed the door and got out of the car, and glanced at the wheels in front of him.
In the place where the little guy was pounded just now, there was actually a slender nail with a small nail board!
At this moment, it is firmly rooted in his front wheel, no wonder the tire has a puncture!
Yan Chengchi's enchanting face sank, filled with a faint and unknown light, raised his head and looked behind him.
There was no one left where the little one was standing......
It's good, he was careless for a while, and he was actually rectified by a three-year-old stinky boy!
Yan Chengchi turned his head and looked at the punctured tire, and the coldness on the corner of his mouth gradually turned into a smile.
Kid is good, so small, the brain is quite useful.
It's kind of interesting.
He regretted it now that he didn't see him clearly.
I don't know whose child it is, so eccentric, and carrying "crime tools" with him. β
Looking at the sports car that was scrapped by a small nail board, Yan Chengchi couldn't smile bitterly.
Leaving the car at the gate, he stepped into the villa.
"There is little pool."
As soon as the housekeeper saw Yan Chengchi, he immediately stepped forward respectfully.
"What about her?" Yan Chengchi glanced at the empty living room of the villa, and his expression slowly sank.
"Miss Xia came back, just went upstairs, and is in her room at this time." The butler replied hurriedly.
Hearing that Xia Changyue was in the room, his face softened, he took off his coat, threw it on the sofa casually, and walked upstairs while pulling his tie.