Dr. Jiang's Daily Adversities

There was indeed a scab that had just formed at the back of his wrist. Mo Boyuan took a few glances:

“When did this happen?” He asked.

“It was on the day father went abroad. It was so painful. Ningning was in so much pain that he cried!”

No wonder the scab had already formed.

It was just that…

“Why are you crying about such a little injury? Mo Zhining, are you a girl?”

And the old man, wasn’t he being too pampering?

Nonsense!

The Mo family’s only great-grandson, how could he not be pampered?

Mo Boyuan rubbed his forehead and couldn’t help but think to himself: “Could this kid continue staying at the old residence?”

Now that he was staying here with his mother at night, then during the day… hmm, looked like like he had to add two more classes, in case he really raised a delicate little girl.

“You told your mother that you wanted to reduce your courses?”

Little Ningning was a little nervous, but till nodded firmly:

“Yes.”

Mo Boyuan curled his lips into a smile. This smile was definitely malicious:

“Mo Zhining, I’ll give you two choices. Either you obediently accept two more courses, or you go back to the old mansion and stay there. You can choose for yourself!”

Little Ningning was stunned. Not only did he not reduce his courses by two, but he even added two more courses on top of his original ones!

“Dad…”

“Wait, let me explain it again. Returning to the old residence means the same as before. You don’t have to stay here at night anymore. Just stay there!”

Instantly, the little guy shook his head like a rattle drum:

“No, no, no, no, no!”

“So you choose the former?”

This answer was not unexpected.

In order to spend more time with Jiang Tingxu, Little Ningning had no choice but to accept the tragic outcome of the latter:

“Yes!”

He felt so aggrieved.

“Wow, dad, you’re so mean!” He immediately burst into tears.

Mean?

Mo Boyuan picked up the little guy who was already crying in front of him:

“Mo Zhining, you promised it yourself.

“Also, if you want to do everything according to your own ideas, then grow up as soon as possible!”

Hiccup.

He took a deep breath then raised his head:

“Would it be okay when I’ve grown up?”

“Yes.”

“Then when will Ningning grow up?” At this time, the little guy had completely forgotten that he was crying and asked curiously.

Mo Boyuan narrowed his eyes slightly:

“After you’ve experienced enough social evils.”

“Ah?”

Why couldn’t he understand what his father was talking about?

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The little guy who was crying pitifully just now came down from his father’s lap:

“Dad, it’s Uncle!”

Mo Boyuan frowned. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He got up from the sofa and walked toward the door with a strong murderous aura. It was as if he wanted to skin the person outside the door. The little guy retreated backward.

The door opened.

“Hello, is this Ms Jiang’s house? The takeout is here!”

Takeout?

Looking at the man in front of him, who was wearing a professional delivery uniform and a yellow helmet of the same style, Mo Boyuan threw a cold glance at a certain boy by his feet:

“Is this the uncle you were talking about?”

The little guy’s small nose had already smelled the aroma, and he was drooling:

“Yes, this is the uncle. Dad, hurry up and sign for the delivery. Ningning is hungry.”

Hehe.

Mo Boyuan didn’t know how to describe his feelings at this moment, but one thing was very clear.

This brat in front of him really deserved a beating!