Chapter 3988 Qi

Gu Junzhu tilted the corner of his mouth, his face was cold: "I think he has other ideas."

Xie Jinfei asked, "Any other ideas?"

Gu Junzhu sneered, but said nothing.

Ye Xingbei hugged the little sapling, watched Gu Qingrun apply medicine to the little sapling, and said softly: "I think Xiaoci has become less talkative at home recently, and he doesn't play with the little sapling much. Just shut myself in the study and draw."

"Yes," Qin Junye said, "we asked him to hang out with us. He always said that Grandpa Zhai gave him homework and asked him to draw. Why did Grandpa Zhai give him so much homework? He always Draw, draw, draw endlessly."

Ye Xingbei sighed, and looked up at Gu Junzhu: "Ask Xiao Chi, where did Xiao Ci go? He is still a child, whether he is right or wrong, we can't ignore him."

Gu Jun nodded, took out his mobile phone and called Gu Chi: "Where's Xiaoci?"

"He ran away from home, and I followed him," Gu Chi said, "After he ran out, he took a taxi by himself. Looking at the direction, he probably wanted to go to Zhai's old house."

"Okay, I see," Gu Junzhu said, "You can send someone to follow him, and you can come back."

"Okay, young master, I understand." Gu Chi responded.

Gu Junzhu hung up the phone, "Going to Zhai's old house."

"Oh..." Ye Xingbei sighed again: "I think so, in the capital, if he is not familiar with the place where he was born, he can go to Zhai's hometown."

Gu Junzhu didn't speak.

Watching Gu Qingrun take care of the little tree's wound, he hugged the unhappy little tree into his arms, looked down at him and said, "Son, don't be unhappy. You did the right thing today. Dad is proud of having such a caring and sensible son like you!"

"I'm wrong," said the little tree seedling, "I accidentally dripped watermelon juice on Brother Xiaoci's hard-working painting, which made Brother Xiaoci angry."

"You did make a mistake by dripping watermelon juice on Brother Xiaoci's painting," Gu Junzhu asked, "But have you apologized to Brother Xiaoci?"

"Yes," Xiaoshu Miao'er nodded, "I apologize to brother Xiaoci."

"If you did something wrong, apologize sincerely, and find a way to make up for it, you are a good boy," Gu Junzhu said, "Wen Qiuci's painting, which you worked so hard to paint, was dripped with watermelon juice by you. He should be angry, but He shouldn't have pushed you and hurt you, so it's his fault, not you. "

Speaking of this, he was furious.

He raised these children to train his son's right-hand man, not to raise an ancestor for their Gu family!

Not to mention that painting, it's just the homework assigned by Mr. Zhai to Wen Qiuci. If it gets dirty, it will get dirty. It's a big deal to paint a new one. Even if it's a peerless painting, it's worth millions or tens of millions. His son Even if it got dirty or damaged, he couldn't bear to move his son's finger, but Wen Qiuci pushed it against the wall and injured his head.

He spoiled these children so much that they forgot who he was.

He is not a philanthropist, he has nothing to do to support his little ancestor!

Wen Qiuci wanted too much, he took care of his family and couldn't take it anymore.

"No," the little tree seedling shook his head and said stubbornly, "It's my fault. If I had been careful not to drip the watermelon juice on Brother Xiaoci's painting, Brother Xiaoci would not be angry."