The study door is not closed, and it is already heavy.
Hearing the sound, someone who was dealing with emails raised his eyelids and looked up. Seeing that it was a kid, he ignored him and lowered his head, continuing to tap on the keyboard with his slender fingers.
"dad!"
The child spoke up.
"What?"
The child had already run over, and then he climbed onto his father's lap and sat down firmly.
Fu Jiyan probably rolled his eyes, intending to just ignore it and not think much about it.
However, it is obvious that the child did not think his father meant this:
"Dad, what are you doing?" he asked curiously.
"Work!"
After one email is processed, the next urgent one is waiting to be processed.
The child said oh and continued:
"Dad, why did you suddenly show up at home?"
"What? I'm going home. Do you have any objections?"
As for opinions, I definitely don¡¯t have any.
The child shook his head and asked again:
"Dad, can we go out and play?"
Playing?
"Go and play by yourself!"
Didn¡¯t you see your dad was busy?
¡°You don¡¯t have any eyesight at all?¡±
Well
The child started to moan:
"Dad, can Porridge go out to play with friends?"
friend?
Fu Jiyan paused for a moment while typing on the keyboard:
"When did you have friends?"
Didn¡¯t you say you had no friends before?
The little man thought this was a bit strange.
¡°We just made it not long ago!¡±
Fu Jiyan was not interested in his son making friends, so he just asked casually.
After getting no response for a long time, the child¡¯s fat paws tugged at the collar of his father¡¯s shirt:
"dad!"
Wow, I can hear that the kid is angry.
At this moment, there were two knocks on the door of the study:
"Second Young Master, it's time for the young master to go to kindergarten."
Fu Jiyan looked at Xiao Si at the door, and then at the man in his arms.?Little man, finally, look at the time on the lower right side of the computer screen:
"Fu Zhizhou, you are going to be late for school!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com