Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

The two of them stood on the balcony and drank a lot. The wind was a bit strong at night. Han Changqing vaguely heard the sound of things falling, so he rushed back to his room.

"Yeah, Xiao Qi dropped her phone." Xiao Yiyan raised her butt and reached out to pick up the phone.

But the phone fell under the bed, and she couldn't catch it with her hand, so she hugged his leg expectantly and said, "Uncle, help Xiaoqi, okay?"

"Okay." Faced with the little cutie's request, he naturally would not refuse.

Han Changqing reached out and picked up the phone, and found that it was Xiao Mohan calling. He whispered: "Sir, she just dropped her phone."

"What is she doing?" Xiao Mohan asked.

He glanced at the desk and saw Xiao Yiyan, who was very excited, holding the homework book and handing it to him, saying, "Read it to daddy."

"She was writing a composition and asked me to read it to you." Han Changqing said.

Xiao Mohan was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Read it."

Later, when they heard Xiao Mohan calling Gu Chuyan, the two of them obviously pressed the speakerphone. After all, Xiao Yiyan had just learned to write an essay, and it was the first time she had written such a long one.

"Okay." Han Changqing cleared his throat.

When I was about to read it, my eyes widened and I stared at it for a long time. /

"Why haven't you read it yet? Ah Qing, read it quickly." Gu Chuyan urged while listening quietly.

Han Changqing hesitated for a while and said, "Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Listen." Gu Chuyan said.

But Xiao Mohan had an ominous premonition that this composition might not be a good one.

"Ahem...my father is handsome and very powerful! He likes to press my mother. I saw my mother crying. Hey! She hid in the toilet and was bleeding."

"..." Xiao Mohan's handsome face sank slightly.

"Xiao Qi saw how pitiful her mother was. She cried and her father sucked air from her mouth. Xiao Qi was afraid that her mother would die, so she took away her father's clothes. Well, she didn't give him any clothes to wear."

"Pfft." On the other end of the phone, Gu Chuyan smiled from ear to ear.

Xiao Mohan held the phone tightly, but she took it away.

His silent black eyes were staring at the phone, as if he wanted to blow it up.

"Master, are you still reading?" Han Changqing said. After a visual inspection, the essay required 500 words, and she seemed to have written one or two thousand, and that didn't count!

This composition is all about Xiao Mohan's "crime".

"No need." Xiao Mo said coldly.

Xiao Yiyan looked at him expectantly, stretched out her hand to hold the phone, and asked into the phone: "Mom, Xiaoqi has written a lot, and she will definitely get 100 points."

"What did you write?" Gu Chuyan said expectantly.

Xiao Yiyan immediately sat aside, holding her chin and sharing, "I wrote a lot of great compositions about dad. Dad, are you happy?"

"Hehe, Xiaoqi loves daddy the most." She said proudly.

Han Changqing was deeply afraid that Xiao Mohan would fly back and kill him later. After all, after reading this composition, he seemed to know other people's privacy.

"Love me very much? Am I great?" Xiao Mo asked coldly.

Xiao Yiyan listened, silently put down her phone, and asked anxiously: "Dad, are you sick? You seem unhappy."

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

"Hey, why did dad hang up the phone on Xiaoqi?" She still couldn't figure it out.

Xiao Yiyan silently punched Xiao Mohan's mobile phone number, and when she heard a "beep", she was hung up. She stared at Han Changqing silently.

"It has nothing to do with me." Han Changqing said immediately.

She hugged Han Changqing's legs and sighed, "Was Xiao Qi picked up?"