His Wife Calls The Shots Chapter 1120: It’s Time to Control You1

Chapter 1120

She stared at the text ssage sent to her by the dical staff in her phone, speechless for a mont.

[Dear junior sister, your senior brother has prepared a big surprise for you today!]

She thought the surprise was that Eight-01 was waiting for her at the school gate, but she didn’t expect this twist.

Milton White’s gaze fell on her face and he smiled slightly.

Above, Mane York frowned.

She had t the new teacher, who was Chloe Collins’ friend.

Bringing a robot to class was one thing, but now even the teacher was her friend.

Mane York was on high alert.

She had been having a great ti here for a year, nice and easy, but after Chloe Collins ca, it added a lot of pressure.

The scene returns to Chloe Collins.

She had always known that the dical staff had a talent for teaching, but she didn’t expect them to really beco a teacher.

Although she started school late as a child, she didn’t read any less, all thanks to the materials the dical staff brought her.

At first, the dical staff would take ti out every day to teach her, but when they found out she could learn on her own, they spoke less.

He did well in this class, and thanks to his appearance, no student was distracted during the class.

Of course, a few students secretly took pictures of him and posted them on the forum.

Lunch ti.

The two of them had arranged for lunch, with Eight-01 following along.

Most of the dishes Chloe Collins ordered were at. Milton White sighed and said, "Though it’s true you don’t gain weight, you still shouldn’t eat too much at, especially this greasy braised pork. You even ordered two portions, and there’s beef tendon?"

Chloe Collins touched her belly and replied, "Of course you have to eat when you’re hungry."

Eight-01: "According to health standards, an adult should consu 100-175 grams of at per day. Please take care of your body."

Chloe Collins’ brain ached, "Senior, can you recycle him? He’s so annoying!"

Milton White handed her the water he poured and laughed, "You need soone to control you, you’re too wild."

Chloe Collins pinched Eight-01’s finger, which was slightly warm, then let go.

"What made you decide to be a teacher?"

"Your dean is my friend. He heard that I’ve been short of money lately, so he offered a part-ti job."

Chloe Collins scoffed, "Poor? Poor till you’re only left with money?"

"Make the most of your youth, earn more."

"Can I not attend your classes in the future?"

"You’re overthinking it, take it seriously."

At this ti, the food ca.

Chloe Collins picked up her chopsticks to pick up the at but was suddenly stopped by him.

"No, it’s too hot, wait a while."

"Senior, are you a fusspot?" She showed disgust.

"If I don’t keep you in check, you would forget that you have as your senior." he said.

Chloe Collins pursed her lips and decided to start with the cold dishes.

"I heard you’re in charge of a show, have you thought about what to perform?"

"No."

"Do you need my help?"

"Sure, you can perform for , I’m not interested." Chloe Collins picked up the at and shoved it into her mouth.

Satisfaction.

"You’re not interested yet you took it, that’s progress." He smiled.

Chloe Collins raised an eyebrow, "Just to make things easier for the future."

"What?"

"The instructor said if you win the championship, you can make any request, and you can also get three conditions from her."

Milton White understood, it was a trade.

He almost forgot, his little junior sister is really astute in business.

"In that case, perform well, sing a song, your senior hasn’t heard you sing for a long ti."

"I’ll think about it."

As she was completely imrsed in the delicious at, Milton White shook his head but still added another piece of at to her plate.

It was such a small gesture, but it made Chloe Collins stop.

She saw the scar on his wrist, which seed to be more serious than the last ti.

"Hasn’t the wound on your hand healed?"

It had been a long ti since the last ti.

This was clearly a new injury.

Milton White took back his hand and said, "It will be fine, it’s just a skin injury."

"Senior, are you sure you don’t want to tell about it?"

Milton White gave a faint smile, "It’s not a big deal."

Chloe Collins put down her chopsticks, "Talk, I’ll listen even if it’s not a big deal."