Sue for Marriage

C31



In the car.

The little guy that had just been picked up from school was currently sitting in a security seat in the backseat, in an irregular posture.

Bao Rong, who was sitting in the front seat, forced himself to laugh.

Qi Zhifei paused for a moment, then rolled his eyes at his father: "All you know how to do is find a nanny for me, why don't you see what those nannies you found look like?"

The little guy young and mature, looked down on Qi Ye for a while.

Qi Ye turned his head towards the little fellow with interest. "What happened to those nannies? Doesn't match your aesthetic standards? "

With that, Qi Ye looked at Bao Rong with a profound look.

Bao Rong indicated that he had already sent all of them to the young master for review, from the teenage years to the fifties, yet there was not a single suitable one.

Qi Zhifei suddenly unbuckled his seat belt, and turned to look at Qi Ye with a serious look: "Old Qi, your son is only five years old! If you don't find a stepmother for me, then find a nanny for me! The teacher had said that a child with a mother was a treasure, and a child without a mother was a grass. Are you trying to feed my grass to the pigs? "

Qi Ye: "..."

Seeing that his father's complexion was not good, Qi Zhifei guiltily licked his lips and then fastened his safety belt.

Qi Ye habitually extended his hand and took out a cigarette, wanting to light it.

However, when he looked at the milk bag beside him, he consciously put away the cigarette.

Seeing that his father was still silent, Qi Zhifei tried to curry favor with Qi Ye: "Old Qi, smoke! I'm afraid you won't smoke, and then you'll smoke me. So you should just smoke! "

Qi Ye threw the cigarette into the trash can, looked at his son and said: "I'm not smoking anymore, I'm afraid that I might ignite the straw bag on the car if I were to light it up."

"..." Old Qi seemed to be saying that he was an idiot, wasn't that idiot scolding people? It was better for him to pretend that he didn't understand anything.

Only after the carriage went silent for a while did Qi Zhifei muster up the courage to turn around and look at his father, "Father, don't find me a nanny, find me a stepmother who looks like a child, right? I'm not a tadpole, so don't keep asking me to find my mother! "

Hearing Qi Zhifei's accusation, Qi Ye turned his head, pinched the little guy's chin and said, "I can't find the stepmother, so I'll send you a nanny like this another day."

"Old Qi, I heard that only stepfather would abuse his son like that." Qi Zhifei felt wronged and puffed up his cheeks.

Qi Ye reached out and rubbed the little guy's soft hair, and curled his lips in a rare moment: "Don't worry, you're my biological son."

Qi Zhifei: "..."