During the day, he was so angry that he ran away from home and went to the next door to the National Film Awards' house. A little prince who had not returned yet.

At the supper table.

Jing Qingge looked at the mad dad who was feeding Xiao Tiantian a small mouthful of bone soup next to her. He thought of the poor weak son who had eaten and drank all day at the next movie emperor's house, and thought it was really funny and angry.

"Ji Yicheng, go and take your son back later." Jing Qingge couldn't help but speak.

Ji Yicheng seemed to have not heard it, so he devoted himself to feeding his daughter to a meal, completely deaf.

Jing Qingge was speechless,

"Hey, have you heard that? He is your own son, are you really embarrassed to throw him at the neighbor's house?"

"I won't go." Ji Yicheng refused decisively, his tone was calm and gentle.

"Since he likes Shi Muyang's family so much, then go and be a son for Shi Muyang.

Anyway, the little bastard always talks to me, saying that I am rough, savage and unreasonable, and that I have no masculine demeanor and gentlemanly temperament at all, just a person who is always angry-"

When Ji Yicheng thought of this word, he had all the thoughts. He just wanted to go as far as the little piglet who was angry to death, so it would be better to run away from home and not come back!

...

Jing Qingge's mouth twitched, her face full of helplessness,

"That's because you always rape him, and you don't give him any face when you quarrel, and you also give your kindness to your own daughter a little bit.

In this way, think about it from the perspective of others. When you were disliked by your dad when you were a child, were you very sad and sad? You can't be a little gentler to others?"

Ji Yicheng also said "Oh" coolly,

"It is because when I was a child, I was crazy about me and I had to crazy about my son, so that I would be fair."

Jing Qingge, “…What kind of logic is this!”

"It's not logic, it's the Ji family's ancestors," Ji Yicheng said while peeling a shrimp and feeding it to Xiao Tiantian's mouth. His tone changed, and he was particularly doting.

"My favor for my little princess must be completely full!"

Jing Qingge, “…”

Ji Yicheng glanced at Jing Qingge, raised his eyebrows, and then said that the old god was there.

"That brat is only three and a half years old now, so he shows me a little face every day. When he grows up and has a wife, he will definitely be just trying to curry favor with his father-in-law all day long.

So, even if the water splashed by a married son cannot be collected, why should I be gentle to other people's son-in-law?"

"..." Jing Qingge's eyes glared, his throat choked, and finally he said, "Ji Yicheng, you are really an old sow wearing a bra--"

One set after another!

She wants to believe it!!!

Ji Yicheng's face turned black in an instant, and his wife gave another adjective of an old sow...

Recently, no one is allowed to mention this word to him! He hates this species! He hates it so much!

...

However, what Ji Yicheng never expected was that what he said would come true several years later, and his son really went to be his son to the next door!

At that time, when I saw my family-raising bastard trying to flatter the surname, Oss's expression was so sour in a certain season.

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Do little rabbits like to watch such small theaters?
Chapter completed!