Domineering CEO Is My Son

Yue Qin seldom met such children, who were very aggressive while crying.

He said that after he had to be his child in the future, the child exploded his hair, got up from the bed, walked from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, whispering in his mouth---

"What a joke, I won't be your son!"

"I have a lot of money, everyone has to listen to me! I don't need Dad."

"Don't you just cook a little bit more delicious? It's just a little bit delicious. I don't believe that I can find 10 Michelin chefs to make this kind of taste!" Raise another parrot! Find another loving couple to come back and show me your love every day!"

"Okay, Dad knows that Dad's cooking is delicious, don't boast." Yue Qin fed a spoonful of cream to the child who was particularly unstable.

"I didn't praise you." The child ate some cream, and the sweet taste was not unpleasant.

"Okay, no praise." Yue Qin looked at the child and said, "Then can we talk now?"

The child said awkwardly: "I don't want to talk to you."

"I just want to understand what is going on." Yue Qin asked, "Is it caused by Kang Kang's birthday wish?"

This is actually not difficult to guess, because the child has always wanted to go back to his body, and has been mentioning the birthday cake. The first thing after coming back is to let Xiaokang come to the children’s room, and the candles on the cake in the room are also Was burned.

President Kang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect that the other party could actually guess it.

"It's obvious." Yue Qin said: "I can only know a rough idea. Xiaokang doesn't know why and is unwilling to tell me these things. Would you like to tell me?"

The tone of the big dad is the same as before. Sitting there, the whole person is like a big mountain, not only giving people a sense of security, but also very tolerant.

The child's tone was still awkward: "He could not speak originally because he thought he was a bird, so he made a wish to be a talking bird."

The child paused before saying, "I also made a wish that my parents can have a smart child."

Yue Qin looked at the kid, and it was obvious that this kid was the smart person. Yue Qin was a little apologetic: "Sorry, he didn't realize the consequences of saying this at that time."

Mr. Kang was muttering this sentence in his heart, remembering what he said when he was drunk at the party before. At that time, he did not think about the consequences of what he said.

The child refused to think of this, and stopped quickly.

"I'll help him say I'm sorry." This incident really hurt this innocent child.

"It's none of his business." Mr. Kang's face was red, as if a tight string was in his heart. Can understanding be more superficial!"

"I was thinking of asking him to make another wish to the cake, but it didn't work."

"It's okay." Yue Qin touched the child's head: "Dad will find a way."

Yue Qin is a person who can give people a lot of sense of security. He seldom gets overwhelmed by the difficulties in life. When he says this, people feel that there is no need to worry about this matter.

The child's mood stabilized now, and he nodded.

When everything was resolved, Yue Qin said, "Daddy will make something delicious at noon. Welcome to join our house?"

Unexpectedly, the big dad is still a man with a sense of ritual

The child was stunned for a moment. He is no longer a son of others, so naturally he is not as natural as before, so the child refused, "Forget it."

"Sukiyaki?"

"No, I don't like to eat these."

"Charcoal grilled steak?"

"I really don't like to eat these." The child continued to refuse.

"Boiled rice with honey-glazed chicken wings? You can eat honey-glazed chicken wings next to me while I am making rice-stuffed rice."

"Yue Qin, don't worry, I will definitely help you take care of your son's body." The child finally couldn't help it.

"What do you call me?"

"――――" The child was unnatural: "Forget it, it feels weird to call Dad."

Mr. Kang is different from the other children. The matter of his parents is his eternal heart disease.

"Next you are going to eat the food I cooked, live in my house, and go to the kindergarten I paid for. Do you think it counts?"

"I will double the money back to you in the future." The child said.

"Kid, don’t use money to solve everything, call Dad." Yue Qin hugged the kid from the bed: "You don’t have a dozen Michelin chefs yet, only me. I’m doing it. You’re sure not to call you Dad. Be careful. I’ll cook dark dishes for you, like fried meat with watermelon."

"Watermelon can still stir-fry meat?" Mr. Kang's face was distorted: "Xia Sheng won't let you do this."

"Your mother knows nothing about cooking. If I tell her that strawberries can be used to fry meat, she will believe it."

Mr. Kang recalled that, indeed, the concept of a violent mother for cooking and cooking is that the big dad cuts up the vegetables and mixes them with the ingredients, and then pours them into the pot according to the steps.

"dad--"

"It's not natural enough," Yue Qin said, "Your mother doesn't know about this. Mom will go to the charity party for a while, try not to let her get distracted. Let's father and son solve this problem together."

President Kang thought for a while, nodded, and then said: "Then I have to be the older brother, Kang Kang can't call me the younger brother."

"He called your brother?"

"He said it was the older brother who came to the house first, and the younger brother who came to the house later."

Yue Qin suddenly remembered something. The kid said about how the child came, and said that he had come to blow a candle and make a wish.

It turns out that this sentence corresponds to this matter.

"Okay, you are the elder brother, you are already 6 years old." Yue Qin said, "Is it okay to be called Dad now?"

President Kang froze for a moment when he heard the other party say about his age, and then he was confronted with calling him father.

Mr. Kang used to call his father, and the obstacle was not big. Anyway, he was against his son's body and his son's identity at that time.

But... now that the other party knows that he is not his son, he is just himself.

"Dad." Mr. Kang yelled in a low voice, but fortunately, this time the big dad didn't provoke him.

After the child yelled, his entire face was flushed, and he was a little embarrassed, so he ran outside with his legs.

The big dad remembered the most important thing at this time. He grabbed the kid who was going to run out and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"