Jun Mochan had a knowing look on his face: "So, it was this you wanted to hear, huh? Alright, I confess, I was indeed jealous."
Ye Ranran heard it, but she wasn’t as happy as she had imagined she would be. This wasn’t the answer she was expecting at all.
"Alright, let’s go ho. The baby should have finished class by now," Jun Mochan said after checking his watch.
If there’s ti, after Jun Xiaobao’s class, Jun Mochan would spend half an hour playing with him.
To make up for the regret of not being able to accompany him every day.
"Mm, let’s go." Ye Ranran put away the docunts and left, following Jun Mochan’s steps.
Jun Mochan has a gym on the third floor, it’s very big, besides fitness equipnt, you can also play ball.
Today, Jun Mochan played soccer with Jun Xiaobao, holding a small soccer ball, while Ye Ranran acted as the referee.
She raised her hand, and when her hand fell, she blew the whistle. The father and son duo started moving, with only two people, there were no real rules; they just kicked the ball towards each other’s goal.
Jun Mochan matched Jun Xiaobao’s rhythm. If he scored a goal, he’d definitely let Jun Xiaobao score one too.
At the last mont, Jun Mochan deliberately let Jun Xiaobao win, and Jun Xiaobao won.
Of course, Jun Xiaobao had no idea about this. When he saw his score was higher than Jun Mochan’s, he raised his hand and cheered, "Won, won, I beat Dad."
"Mm, Xiaobao is amazing." Jun Mochan lifted Jun Xiaobao up.
Jun Xiaobao smiled happily.
Looking at the scene of interaction between father and son, Ye Ranran raised her cara and captured the mont.
After dinner, Jun Mochan went to handle so business.
Suddenly, the internal communicator group chat popped up.
Zhou Xian: Want to hang out?
Chu Ji: Not interested.
Zhou Xian: Did I invite you?
Chu Ji: ...
Number Five: I’m out in the wild ambushing, co over if you want to hang out.
Zhou Xian: You’re in T country, how am I supposed to et up with you?
Number Three: Let’s et up.
Number Five: I just woke up, tell where.
Zhou Xian: Young master?
Jun Mochan: I’m strictly managed by the wife, the wife doesn’t let go.
Zhou Xian: Are you saring Ranran’s na with this? Does Ranran know?
Since when did she ever manage him? Strictly managed by the wife? What a brag.
Jun Mochan didn’t respond anymore, Zhou Xian nudged him a few more tis, but he didn’t answer, so the group went to et up by themselves.
Life is already so tough, how can one get by without so nightlife?
But the group sensed sothing unusual in Jun Mochan’s words tonight, so Zhou Xian ca to probe him early in the morning.
"Faced any trouble recently? Talk to , we’ll help you out," Zhou Xian said, acting like a caring big brother.
"I thought you’d say talk so you can have a good laugh," Jun Mochan said without looking up.
Zhou Xian chuckled, "Do I seem like that kind of person to you?"
Jun Mochan nodded, very sure of himself, "Yes, and you are exactly that kind of person."
"So fiery, are you not satisfied by the sister-in-law?" Zhou Xian said discontentedly.
Jun Mochan finally looked up from his docunts, "If you have this free ti, you might as well do sothing useful, like pay attention to the Gu family’s matters."
Alright, alright, Zhou Xian stood up.
Just as he was leaving, Gu Heng burst in from outside, with Ah Bo and several bodyguards behind him.
"Chief, I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop him," Ah Bo lowered his head.
"It’s alright, go out," as if he could ever stop Gu Heng anyway.
Ah Bo retreated.
Jun Mochan gestured with his chin for Gu Heng to sit.
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