âThat wonât happen.âLu Yi rubbed his sonâs head again. âDaddy wonât give up on Xiao Guang.â Xiao Guang sniffled again, as though his little heart had been comforted. âPull, pull. Xiao Guang wants Candy.â âAlright.âLu Yi walked to the windowsill and went to get candy for his son. The result was good. There was no candy left, only an empty plate that sat there stupidly. âWhere are the sweets?âLu Yi asked Lei Qingyi with a frown. Lei Qingyi smiled awkwardly and pointed at his stomach. âHere.â Lu Yi had the urge to kick lei qingyi out. He then asked the nanny to get some sweets. He did not go out to buy things too often. Xiao Guang had a lot of snacks at home and Zhu Meina brought the most. She doted on Xiao Guang the most, so all the snacks and toys were carried by cars, the nanny saved them all. He didnât stop the children from eating snacks. To the children, this was a kind of fun for them to grow up. As long as it wasnât too excessive, he would let the children eat it. Of course, he wouldnât stop others from buying it. âYou can only eat one,âLu Yi put the candy next to his sonâs mouth. Xiao Guang opened his mouth and ate the candy. However, he had just woken up, and now he had to let his father hug him. âCan you...âlei qingyi stretched out his hand. âGive me another one? ?â? Lu Yi took a deep breath and stuffed the packet of candy in his hand to him. âThank you.âLei Qingyi happily took the candy and left, thinking that the candy was really delicious. When he went home, he would give it to his familyâs Lingling to eat. When he was free, he would stuff one into his mouth, and it would taste good. Of course, that Naughty Boy was now being protected by his aunt. He couldnât beat him up. When that boy came back, he would definitely beat his buttocks until the skin and flesh split open. He would drop his younger brother and break Grandmaâs arm. Good, he had the ability to grow a body. At this time, little lei zi, who was eating at his auntâs place, shivered and dropped his chopsticks on the ground. âSigh...âaunt lei sighed and took a piece of paper to wipe Little Lei Ziâs face. Little Lei Zi still looked like a child, but his height made people feel a little hopeless. It was just like what big brother said, sometimes it really made people feel distressed. They were clearly all adults, but it was just an eight-year-old child. People were small and immature. Little Lei was indeed immature, but he was tall, so sometimes it made people feel helpless. Looking at such an adult child, if he was mischievous and mischievous, he would cry until his nose was full of Snot and tears. Really... Not to mention Lei Qingyi, even her aunt wanted to beat him up. Beat him up. Little Lei smiled foolishly at his aunt, then lowered his head and continued to eat. As he ate, he also watched cartoons. Such a childish look made people want to beat him up again. Aunt Lei quickly put her hands behind her back and continued to resist the urge to beat up the child. She told herself that she couldnât beat him up. Yes, she couldnât beat him up. He was still young. He was too young. However, this really, how... why did he look like a retarded child. Little Lei Zi carried his school bag and came out. Among the radishes, he stood out like a crane among chickens. He was just like his father. Wherever he went, he was the most eye-catching. âWhy did this junior high school kid come to the primary school?âA parent carefully asked the parent who came to pick up the child. Her child was the one who had turned around. When he saw a student who was so tall.., he was wearing the clothes of a junior high school student, and he was standing in the middle of a group of children. Why? The style was strange. He was not a primary school student. He was a telephone pole. Not to mention a middle school student, even a high school student would be believed. âSigh, a primary school student.â Another parent sighed. âHe is indeed a primary school student. This child is quite famous. He does the last row every year. He does everything. who asked him to be so tall?â âIs he retarded? He is still in the third grade at such an age. I remember now. My Son seems to be in the same class as him. What should we do then?âThe new parent shouted after a long time, would he hit his child? If he was really retarded, she really had to consider whether she should transfer him to another class. âHow Old is your son?âA voice suddenly interrupted. The parent said without thinking. âMy son is nine years old. He goes to school a little later.â âThen is your son retarded in the third grade?â This voice was added in again, bringing with it an eerie coldness. âYou are the retard. My Son just goes to school a little later.â When the parent heard what the other person said,. He immediately blew up. Where did this come from? Why was he so rude? who was the retard? The parent was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. Everyone was civilized, how could they talk like this.., if he wasnât looking for trouble, what was he doing? âYou know how uncomfortable it is to be called retarded.â The crowd parted and a short-haired woman in formal business attire walked in from outside. The woman was about thirty years old, and her entire body exuded a shrewd and capable temperament. She wore light makeup, she was clean and mature. She held a string of car keys in her hand. Whether it was in terms of clothing or temperament, it could be seen that she was not an ordinary person. Moreover, even the car that she drove was worth millions of dollars, not to mention, this car had a series of parts that had been modified in the later stages. It was already worth more than millions. The Key was hung on the womanâs finger. One could also see that there was a ring on her finger. There was an extremely large diamond on the ring. Of course, it was based on the womanâs clothes, this could not be fake. When the parent saw the woman in front of him, he didnât know why, but he was overwhelmed by the womanâs temperament. He didnât know what to say? âMom.âWhen Little Thunder saw Yi Ling standing there, he quickly ran out and reached out to pull his motherâs sleeve. âMom, I want to eat chicken drumsticks today.â âOkay, Mom will take you to eat it later.âYi Ling reached out her hand and put it in the air. Little Thunder was very sensible. He immediately stretched his head over and let his mother touch it. His face was full of naivety and cuteness. âMy son is just tall.âYi Ling faced the parent calmly. Her voice was not loud, but everyone present could tell. âHe didnât even have his eighth birthday. She touched his hair again. His grandfather is tall, and his father is tall too. They are both 1.9 meters. Itâs not a problem for my son to be so tall. And this parent...âYi Lingâs expression was a little annoying, she was also a complete queen. She was in charge of such a big company. These few years, she didnât manage it for free, nor did she go there to be a bystander. Instead, she had a real job. âI see your height...âshe lowered her head and sized up the parent from head to toe. âThey are all ruined by their father and their mother. Donât you know how tall your child is?â âI know.âLittle Thunder raised his head. It was true that a child was tall, but when he looked at his face, it was childish.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Chapter 1238: Chapter 1238
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