novelraw Chapter 399: Candy: Ha! Watch My Brilliant Assist!
Chapter 399: Candy: Ha! Watch My Brilliant Assist!
In the study on the second floor, Wild Wolf and the others have already left.
In the study, only Mo Jingchun and Candy remain.
Beside the aircraft carrier model, standing on his little stool, the little guy has a silly grin on his face.
"Brother, this small airplane can be taken off~"
Standing in place, Mo Jingchun sighed and said:
"Yes, it can be taken off."
But the more it was like this, the more Mo Jingchun was worried that someday the fighter jet on the aircraft carrier model would go missing.
If it couldn’t be taken off, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about it getting lost.
Patting the little guy on the shoulder, Mo Jingchun turned and left.
"Stop looking, time to wash up and go to bed."
"Some little cutie has to go to kindergarten tomorrow."
"Oh! Here I come, here I come ~ I almost forgot~"
Probably after sitting in the car all day, by the time Mo Jingchun finished everything, wearing pajamas and drying his hair with a towel, he walked into the bedroom to find the little guy already asleep on the bed.
On the two-meter wide bed, the little guy lay right in the middle, not forgetting to cover himself with the blanket, leaving one foot outside.
Watching the little guy run into kindergarten with his backpack, just as he was about to turn away, Mo Jingchun saw Feiyan under the big sunshade and chuckled, teasingly saying:
"Your umbrella is quite unique."
Watching the boss leave, Feiyan scratched her head, somewhat perplexed.
It’s just a shabby sunshade, what’s so special about it?
Such sunshades, there are at least twenty in the park.
As the kindergarten bell rang, Feiyan sat bored in the chair, watching the kindergarten.
"Sigh, another boring day..."
Just arriving at the office, Mo Jingchun, sipping the hot tea made by Xia Xiaomin, didn’t even warm his seat before getting a call from Old Yu.
How many has it been this month? Five or six...?
He couldn’t remember.
But Mo Jingchun could understand Old Yu’s feelings very well; with such pressure delaying the release of the new flagship phone mate90, not being anxious would be odd.
"Hey, Old Yu, have you had breakfast?"
Just as Mo Jingchun finished speaking, Old Yu on the other end said:
"How could I eat breakfast, I say, Brother Mo, with the graphene battery sample you provided, we’ve redesigned the phone."
"Even the already produced mate90 phones have been returned to the factory."
"Now we’re just waiting for your graphene battery."
Sipping a light cup of tea, Mo Jingchun smiled and said:
"Calm down, calm down."
"The factory here is already installing the production line, I estimate in a few days you can start receiving them."
"Really? Brother Mo, you really can’t give me any more false hope; you have no idea, my hair is getting thinner by the day!"
"The pressure is quite big, you know."
"Rest assured, the moment the first batch of graphene batteries comes out, I’ll inform you right away."
"Good, with your word, I’m relieved."
In the evening, moonlight spilled through the window into the study, onto the aircraft carrier model.
After a few days, the little guy’s love for the aircraft carrier model waned, more often, the model wasn’t as attractive as the piano.
It turns out, Mo Jingchun’s worries were completely unnecessary.
A few days ago, Mo Jingchun’s plan to put the aircraft carrier model in a tempered glass case was completely abandoned.
As long as the little guy doesn’t mess with the aircraft carrier model, Mo Jingchun believes it’s absolutely safe in his study.
In this villa, besides Mo Jingchun and Candy, practically no one else would come in.
Without permission, others couldn’t enter unless they physically broke the study door.
On Friday night, Mo Jingchun played "Kings" with Candy on his spare phone, since there were no plans for the next day.
Both agreed to sleep until they woke up naturally the next morning.
If the little guy woke up first, he’d go downstairs to find Feiyan to fill his belly.
"Brother, come get the kill."
"You’re at 0-5-2, so noob." The little guy glanced at Mo Jingchun with disdain.
Then let out a small sigh, "Brother, you’re worse than sister."
After finally stealing a kill, Mo Jingchun’s mouth twitched.
That remark was really brutal, what do you mean worse than your sister...
Thinking about it, Mo Jingchun laughed.
It doesn’t matter if Zhou Yaling plays better; does her account have national rank marks? No, it doesn’t!
But his account, full of national rank marks.
With the enemy’s crystal exploding, Candy, lying on the sofa, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Winning this game wasn’t easy, it took over forty minutes; I’m exhausted (*꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)"
"Brother, maybe you should just play alone. I’m going to find sister to play."
Another hit to the heart, my friend.
Just as Mo Jingchun puckered his lips, about to secretly complain about Zhou Yaling, Candy’s phone rang.
The little guy, seeing the caller ID, handed the phone to his brother without any hesitation.
"Brother, it’s a call from Mrs. Qin."
Hahaha, Mrs. Qin... Mo Jingchun laughed in his heart.
But thinking about it, there’s a thirty-year age gap between the little guy and Qin Yuzhu, spanning three generational gaps, calling "Aunt" doesn’t seem wrong.
Yeah, no problem.
"Hello, Mrs. Qin... ahem! Qin, what can I do for you so late?"
Candy, standing beside, blinked with wide eyes, having just heard it all.
Brother also called her Mrs. Qin!
The phone was on speaker, and after a moment of silence, a cold laugh came from the other end.
Probably upon hearing the words "Mrs. Qin," the originally delighted Qin Yuzhu was also stunned.
"Well, Mo Jingchun! I heard you just called me Mrs. Qin."
"My phone automatically records; do you want me to send you the recording later, so you don’t deny it?"
Mo Jingchun felt wronged, who could have guessed he’d be led astray by Candy.
"Qin, do you believe me if I say it was a misunderstanding? The phone was in Guoguo’s hand, and Guoguo said it was Mrs. Qin’s call, so I slipped up..."
At this moment, Candy, with ears pricked, showed a sly gaze, giving Mo Jingchun a divine assist.
"Good evening, sister Qin!"
Silence... still silence...
Both Mo Jingchun and Qin Yuzhu, miles away, were silent.
The next second, Qin Yuzhu chuckled coldly:
"Little brother, do you have any last words?"
Mo Jingchun was dumbfounded; there are plenty of kids who cheat their fathers, but not many who cheat their brothers.
Who would’ve thought he’d be the target.
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