Chapter 518: His Phone

Besides, if he Fu Chen had this ability, wouldn't she have become a grandmother by now?

How many pounds and taels he had, he didn't count it in his heart at all.

Zhou Wenyu's words, Fu Chen's sore spot was poked.

Chu Mingxi's little rascal, she turned her face, she was really unambiguous.

After listening to everyone's scolding, Fu Chen put his hands in his trouser pockets and left the old mansion with an expressionless face.

Inside the house, everyone was still scolding him, scolding him for being a mess, and scolding him for messing around.

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Back at his home, as soon as Fu Chen entered the house, he saw the little guy sitting on the ground alone playing with toys, and the child was very well-behaved and obedient.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming back, the little guy hurriedly threw away the toy in his hand, turned around and shouted to the door, "Mommy, Mommy." ”

As a result, when he saw that Fu Chen was back, his face immediately sank, and he turned around and continued to play with his toys.

"......" Fu Chen.

He's here to find his father? Or did you come to find your mother?

Why every time I see him, I just have a straight face, and I feel happy when I see Chu Mingxi.

However, Fu Chen didn't realize that when people called him Dad, he didn't care about them at all.

Even if you're just a three-year-old, you have self-esteem and can't keep your cold ass with a hot face.

Approaching the sofa, Fu Chen raised his leg and gently flicked the little guy: "Little bastard, you have a heavy face when you see me, what do you mean." ”

Touching his buttocks that had been kicked by Fu Chen, the little guy turned his head to look at him and asked, "What about my mother?" Did you my mom off? ”

"Who her off? It's her own love of anger. Fu Chen's words are a bit shameless.

"Badass, you're badass, you're the one who makes my mom angry." The little guy was holding an Ultra Sword in his hand, and he poked Fu Chen's leg a few times.

Looking at the little guy's liking and dependence on Chu Mingxi, Fu Chen frowned and asked, "You like her so much?" ”

Little guy: "Of course, Mingxi's mother is beautiful and gentle, and she laughs like the moon, I just like him." ”

Although he is only three years old, the little guy's expression ability is particularly strong, and the vocabulary is also very rich.

"......" Fu Chen.

Three-year-old children understand the truth, but he didn't understand, and he actually ran away with Chu Mingxi.

Looking up at Fu Chen, the little guy asked seriously, "When will you bring your mother back?" I miss her. ”

Leaning lazily on the sofa, Fu Chen raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose: "She was angry and ignored me." ”

Little guy: "Then you go and coax her!" My mother said that women are to be coaxed. ”

"......" Fu Chen.

I'm not very old, but I know a lot.

After staring at the little guy for a moment, Fu Chen took his leg and flicked him again: "It's not early, go upstairs to take a bath and sleep." ”

The little guy hugged Fu Chen's leg at once: "Old Fu, I'm so bored at home, can you take Mingxi's mother back?" ”

"......" Fu Chen.

Little bastard, learn from Chu Mingxi to speak again.

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Li Yuan's apartment.

When Chu Mingxi came out of the kitchen with instant noodles, Li Yuan gloated and reported: "Mingxi, I heard that the Fu family was restless today, and the old man lost his temper and called the Su family." ”

Sitting casually at the dining table, Chu Mingxi took a bite of instant noodles and said, "Fu Chen didn't get whipped?" ”

The grandson who got it flew away, and it was strange that the old man was not angry.

Li Yuan: "It doesn't seem to be. ”

As she spoke, she immediately approached Chu Mingxi again and took two deep sips of instant noodles: "Mingxi, the instant noodles you cooked are so fragrant." ”

Chu Mingxi handed the chopsticks to Li Yuan: "Give you two bites." ”

When the words fell, the phone that Chu Mingxi put next to him suddenly rang.

She turned her head to look at the two words Fu Chen, and her face turned black for a moment.