After settling Xiao Che, Mu Sinian returned to his room.

Django followed him and closed the door, "Are you really going to put him in the house?" No kidding? ”

"Am I kidding?"

"No, what's going on in your head?"

Mu Django couldn't understand Mu Sinian's approach at all, "He planned to kill people at such a young age, and he was so scheming that he spent years disguising his own children, you are not afraid of him ......"

"He needs to rely on me now and won't do it again."

"But what about when he grows up? What if he still wants to get revenge on you? Putting such a terrorist on your side is simply impossible to prevent. ”

Mu Sinian smiled lightly: "No." ”

"How can you be sure?"

"He hated me because I was young and didn't have the ability to think, and he thought his dad was doing the right thing. When I'm older, I'll understand that I'm not at fault, and the one who is at fault is his father. ”

Django was on the verge of vomiting blood.

He knew that he couldn't talk about Mousse Year, and it was impossible for him to change the decision he had made.

No longer arguing, Django took a deep breath, "The last question ......"

He looked at Mu Sinian, "Why do you have to do this?" Don't say anything sympathetic, you don't have such good intentions. ”

"It's really not sympathy, I'm doing this to cultivate a credible and capable person."

"Huh?"

Mu Sinian explained, "The Three Cities Group is too sharp, don't look at the development over the years, in fact, there are many hidden enemies. ”

Picking up the kettle on the table and pouring a glass of water, he took a sip without hurrying, "With such a huge group, I can't be busy by myself......"

"You let the supervisors share the burden."

"I can't fully trust those people, so I've been looking for people who can train me personally over the years, hoping to help me deal with the core of the company."

"Please! That Xiao Che is only twelve years old! I suspect he hasn't even read much, what does he know? ”

"Twelve years old is just right, and there are still five years to cultivate, I think I was also seventeen years old before I started to help my father share the ......"

Mousse stopped halfway through his words.

When he looked up, he noticed that Django's face had indeed become ugly.

Dad has always been a thorn in his heart.

It should be said that Dad is a thorn in the hearts of all the brothers of the Mu family, a thorn that can never be pulled out.

Everyone wants to get a father's love so much!

I'd rather a few brothers kill each other!

Of the six, the last victor was Mousse Nian.

Only Mu Sinian was publicly admitted at a press conference held by his father that he was Mu Hanwu's child......

"For the record, this is the year of my only son, Mousse."

Only son! Hehehe, what an only son!

And what are the others?

What is he who does Django have?

"You are the heir recognized by your father, and you are the only president of the Three Cities Group, who do you want to cultivate, why do I bother so much?" Turning around, Django left with a calm face.

In the morning, Mu Zhonglun found that the atmosphere was a little weird.

"What's the matter with you guys?" He wondered, "Wasn't it good enough to go to the toilet together yesterday?" How did you ...... today?"

"Eat your meal, and stop talking useless nonsense," Django interrupted, "I'll send Kexi to school later." ”

Mu Zhonglun's curiosity became even stronger.

He took a bite of bread and couldn't help but ask, "You guys won't quarrel in the toilet, will you?" ”

Hearing the key information, Xiao Kexi, who was originally concentrating on eating, immediately pricked up his ears and exclaimed, "What? Did the little pigeon and the little rice cake quarrel? Why are you arguing? ”

She put down the soup spoon in her hand, and her glutinous little voice was full of anxiety and worry.

"But don't listen to his nonsense, we didn't quarrel!"

After listening to the little pigeon, the little girl's cute little face immediately had a sweet smile, "That's good, all of you are not allowed to quarrel, do you know?" ”

Looking at Xiao Kexi's smile, the pimple in Mu Django's heart disappeared in an instant, "Got it!" ”

"Hee-hee, what about the little rice cake?" The girl pulled Mu Sinian's arm beside her, "Little rice cake, you promised Kexi not to quarrel with the little pigeon in the future, okay?" ”

In front of this little cutie who is coquettish to herself, the president, who has always been high, is like a soldier who has disarmed and surrendered, and he has no power to parry at all, so he can only nod, "I listen to Kexi." ”

"That's good...... the female doll held up Mu Sinian's big hand, "you shake hands with the little pigeon." ”

The two men's fair cheeks were a little red, and they said in unison awkwardly and awkwardly, "That's not necessary, right?" ”

The girl puffed out her little mouth.

She said aggrievedly: "The little rice cake also said that it is Kexi's, and the little rice cake is deceiving." ”

The feeling of not wanting to be hated by Koshi instantly surpassed all other embarrassment and embarrassment......

grabbed Mu Django's hand, Mu Sinian's face was full of flattering smiles, and he said to the little girl: "Kexi, you see, we shook hands, I didn't lie to you." ”

The innocent little Kexi really smiled immediately, and the two sweet dimples on his cheeks were extremely cute.

Mu Zhonglun, who was watching the play next to him, deeply felt the fear of being dominated by Kexi's little cute treasure for a moment.

Who would have thought that Mousse Year, who kills decisively in the mall and manipulates others at will, will also have a day when he is willing to be controlled?

Big guy! Kexi is the big guy among the big guys!

After breakfast, everyone originally planned to drive the plane back to the Mu family's mansion, and then send Kexi to school, but because the time was too late, worried that Kexi would be late for class, Mu Sinian temporarily decided to drive the plane directly to the top floor of the school.

The scene is called a spectacular!

Helicopter noise intensity ranged from 100 to 130 decibels, which was louder than that of anti-aircraft guns.

A loud roar was heard, and almost everyone, whether teachers or students, looked up on the rooftop of the school.

"Look! It's a helicopter! ”

There are many children from wealthy families in schools, but this is the first one to fly tens of millions of planes to send children to school......

Everyone was curious about who the students were who were being picked up by plane.

Seeing that the plane stopped, a group of people rushed to the direction of the rooftop, and when they reached the top floor, they saw a cute little girl being hugged by a tall and handsome man.

"Goodbye, little zongzi."

The girl and the man waved.

There were also Moussenian and Django sitting in the plane.

"Goodbye little rice cakes, goodbye little pigeons." The little girl waved her little hand, and her every move was childish and cute.

After saying goodbye to them, Kexi turned around and just walked out of the rooftop to find a large number of classmates crowded in the stairs of the corridor.

Hey? Is everyone flying to class today?

"Good morning!" She took the initiative to say hello and showed a sweet signature smile, which was natural, generous and cute.

Looking at the girl's innocent and aura of big amber eyes, the onlookers were dyed with a layer of crimson on their faces, and smiled back shyly.

"Morning ...... Good morning. ”

"Kexi, my name is 'Zhang Xin', and I am in the first class of the second year."

"My name is 'Zhou Miaomiao', I'm in the fourth grade, and I'm ...... Can I call you 'Sister Koshi'? ”

The little girl was surrounded by a group of people and went downstairs, and the most beautiful and pleasant little sweet voice said "Okay".

Ahhhhh

Whether it's her appearance or voice, she likes it so much that she wants to pick her up and rub it......

It's Monday, and I hope the recommended votes can be maintained at last week's 130+...... At worst, no more than 200. Ahh

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