Chapter 899 - Definitely Not!
Dear Commander-in-Chief
Mu Zhentian was dumbfounded!
The Mu family was considered a well-respected figure in the Imperial Capital. In order to give his illegitimate son a good environment, he specially invested in this prestigious kindergarten.
Who would have thought that he would be kicked out just like that!
He didnât even manage to ask a question before the other party hung up the call ruthlessly.
This was awkward.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He was so aggressive just now and couldnât wait to drive Gong Tingâs family away. But at this moment, he could only tuck his tail between his legs and pretend that nothing had happened.
Otherwise, his son might be chased away instead.
The surrounding parents secretly laughed.
Gu Qiqi looked up at Gong Jue.
Eh, she seemed to have seen that stupid man move his phone just now. Could it be that the person who kicked Mu Zhentian out was Gong Jue?
Tsk. Gong Jue was quite handsome when he slapped his face without batting an eyelid.
After being fussed over by the Mu family for so long and delaying everyoneâs time, the bus that was fetching everyone out at the door was already in a hurry to honk.
Everyone crowded around the little boyâs family. They left the Mu family behind and walked towards the car in a lively manner.
Mu Zhentianâs face darkened. âIâm not going anymore! Whatâs there to participate in a lousy kindergarten event?!â
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Little Haiâs mother couldnât bear to leave.
She was usually a third party who couldnât see the light of day. Only when she became the chairman of the family committee among the parents in kindergarten did she have the chance to flaunt herself.
If she let herself leave in despair now, wouldnât that be slapping her own mouth and admitting that she was inferior to Gu Qiqi?
She immediately used all her charming skills to curry favor with Mu Zhentian. âHubby⦠Letâs go! I heard that that woman isnât Gong Tingâs biological mother at all. Iâll definitely find an opportunity to expose her in front of everyone later and save your face! Okay?â
An old man and a young wife. Mu Zhentian was still very soft-hearted towards her. He couldnât withstand her coquettish pleading and nodded in agreement.
Gu Qiqiâs divine senses moved slightly. Upon hearing the words that came with the wind behind her, her eyes darkened. You want to expose me? Then, letâs see whose true colors will be exposed later. Itâll be more exciting!
She curved her lips and took out her phone to send a message.
âWhat bad things are you doing?â Gong Jue carried the boy and sat down beside her.
Gu Qiqi blinked. âYes, itâs nothing. Iâll⦠learn from you!â
Thatâs right. She had just learned a move from Gong Jue. How could she remain calm and borrow someone elseâs hand to handsomely slap the enemyâs face?
She was going to put it into practice soon, haha.
âWhat strengths did you learn from me?â
âHeh heh, that⦠Iâll learn to be less irritable occasionally! If I donât need to do anything, I wonât!â
Gong Jue was speechless.
Iâm already very gentle to you. When have I been irritable before?!
The little boy was speechless.
Tsk! Vixen, you clearly have the style of âif you can do it, you definitely will do itâ, right?!
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The bus drove slowly towards the childrenâs park.
On the road beside the bus, an inconspicuous taxi was also driving slowly.
The driver inside was wearing a mask, glasses, and a low hat that was tightly covered. Only a pair of shifty eyes were revealed. He kept glancing at Gu Qiqi, the boy, and Gong Jue, who were sitting by the window in the front row.
As he looked, he lowered his voice and made a call. âGeneral Teuton, the intel from the prison said that Gong Jue has a son. I followed him for a few days and finally locked onto my target today. Thereâs indeed a little boy around four years old whoâs with him! Do you still need to confirm if heâs Gong Jueâs son?⦠Okay, do you want to do it immediately? Youâd rather make a mistake than let him off, right? Okay! I understand! Iâll do it immediately! Donât worry, my identity wonât be exposed. This time, Iâve made thorough preparations. No one will expect my real identity to beâ¦â