Chapter 1621: Future Stepmother (Part 3)

Wang Yuexiang was worried, so she followed him anyway, "Beibei, what did you do to make your father angry?"

Beibei shook his head and shrugged, "I don't know."

After replying to Wang Yuexiang, he looked at Ming Ansheng again, and he had already walked a long way, so he hurriedly trotted to catch up.

The father and son went upstairs one after the other.

After going up to the second floor, turning a corner, he ran into a tall figure head-on.

Ming Anyu saw Ming Ansheng with a cold face, and greeted him with a smile, "Ansheng, you're back."

Ming Ansheng curved his lips, looked at Ming Ansheng, and smiled meaningfully, "Big brother has been coming back quite frequently recently."

Ming Ansheng smiled innocently, "Come back to pick up Xiaoxiao, your sister-in-law wants Xiaoxiao."

"That's right, take good care of Xiaoxiao, don't think about useless things." Ming Ansheng said to Ming Ansheng coldly, no, it should be said to be a warning.

Then he walked two or three steps to the door of the study, pushed the door open, and walked into the study without looking back.

"Ansheng..." Ming Anyu looked at the door of the study, his face a little pale.

Suddenly, Ming Ansheng's voice came from the study again, "Beibei, come in quickly."

"Oh." Beibei responded, then stood on tiptoe, smiled and leaned close to Ming Anyu's ear, whispering, "Uncle, my dad is out of control, you'd better not talk to him."

Ming Anyu was stunned, he retracted his gaze, looked at Beibei, and showed a gentle smile on his face, "He has that temper. If he said something harsh, it's all for your own good. Don't take it to heart."

Beibei smiled, "I know, he is my father, scolding me is love for me."

Ming Anyu was stunned again, he stared at Beibei's little face, lost in thought.

"Uncle?" Beibei looked up at Ming Anyu and blinked in confusion.

Ming Anyu came back to his senses, a little panicked, his eyes dodged for a moment, and then shook his head at Beibei, "Oh, nothing, you go quickly."

"Yeah." Beibei nodded and immediately went into Ming Ansheng's study.

In the study, Ming Ansheng sat in a spacious and comfortable office chair. The computer in front of him was already turned on. His slender fingers held a lit cigarette, and the smoke kept floating up.

Beibei closed the door, and then walked towards Ming Ansheng and asked with a smile: "Dad, why are you smoking again? Were you abused by Xiao Qiao's mother again?"

Ming Ansheng's handsome face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He shouted at the grinning boy who was walking towards him: "Ming Beichen, be serious."

"Oh..." Beibei immediately put away the smile on his face, stopped, and immediately looked like a child who had made a mistake.

"This baby!" Ming Ansheng lazily leaned on the chair and uttered three words lazily.

Beibei's little hand trembled when he was beating his leg. He looked at Ming Ansheng, frowned and asked in confusion, "Dad, are you unhappy?"

Pretend! A little kid who is less than nine years old has learned to pretend.

Ming Ansheng was furious, "How dare you secretly touch my computer at home."

Beibei shrank his neck in fear, pouted, and whispered, "How could I do it secretly."

"Still not admit it?" Ming Ansheng was even angrier.

He didn't admit his mistake.

Beibei raised his head, frowned, and said aggrievedly, "When I came in, grandma and Xiaohua knew about it, so I came in openly."

Ming Ansheng: "..."

He frowned tightly and stared at Beibei.

Was this kid's previous well-behaved appearance all fake?