The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1422 1454 Unexpected Surprise 7
He was lying beside Ting Jun, his deep eyes staring at Ting Jun who was sleeping soundly. He kept observing and sizing him up. This is his own son. Even now, it still feels like a dream .

Ting Jun doesn't sleep well, he likes to kick the quilt at night, and also likes to toss and turn, rolling from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and from the end of the bed to the head of the bed in one night.

Every time he moved, Yin Zhan's breathing became slightly heavier, and his long fingers pressed against the quilt, tense.

Every time I waited for him to calm down, I would reset him and hug him back, and tuck him in the quilt.

After covering him with the quilt for the nth time and being kicked off by him, he didn't even have the slightest temper. He just repeated simple actions and re-covered him carefully, unable to calm down.

Time, from late night to early morning, the morning sun shines in from the window.

Ting Jun stretched his waist and yawned loudly. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yin Zhan's magnified face. He was startled, blinked his big eyes covered with gum, and asked mutteringly, "Father, what are you doing?" Have you become president?"

When Yin Zhan heard the word father, his eyes became hot, and tears fell down directly.

He is not an excitable person, but he couldn't control the redness of his eyes. It was not the first time he heard him call daddy. He was used to calling him before, but he couldn't correct it, so he let him call him. But this daddy made his heart tremble. Almost flattened.

"No..." His voice was hoarse, and his throat rolled over and he couldn't speak.

Seeing his distorted expression, Ting Jun was taken aback. Where had he ever seen his father cry?
The image of his father in his heart has always been cruel and cold, so majestic that he dare not be presumptuous, and the big man he admires so much, the big man even cries.

Ting Jun gritted his teeth. Dad didn't become president, so he is sad now?

"Oh, if you don't have it, you don't have it. I don't cry if I'm not elected monitor." The two brothers Tingjun stretched out their small arms, and they hugged Yin Zhan's neck like a kid, patted his small chest, and said with great righteousness: "We Man, if you bleed but not cry, I won't laugh at you, be good..."

Yin Zhan stared at his energetic little face with complicated eyes, stretched out his hand to touch his little head, and remained silent for a while, making sure that his voice would not lose his composure, and then said lightly: "Dad didn't become the president, you Disappointed?"

"If you don't, you don't have it. Anyway, you can't even meet your mother. How can I expect you to meet people all over the country? Our class teacher said that he didn't want to choose you, that you were a scumbag, what is a scumbag daddy?"

"Bad men, such as men who are sorry for women, such as bullying women but not being responsible, or causing women to be greatly wronged."

Ting Jun nodded seriously: "Then I'm also a scumbag. There are a lot of girls in our class, and I don't want to take responsibility for bullying them. Hey, Dad, we are brothers and sisters. No wonder the teacher has always disliked me..."

Ting Jun got up, with an indifferent expression on his face, he grabbed the clothes on the bedside and quickly put them on.

The corners of Yin Zhan's mouth were cracked, and he grabbed the pants and handed them to him. He sat beside him and looked at his nine-year-old son.

He's long past the age of needing someone else to dress him, and can do everything by himself.

When Ting Jun was half dressed, he rushed into the bathroom to urinate, humming a nursery rhyme, as if the sky would not affect his mood, the high-pitched child's voice, like a jumping joy factor, could infect a frustrated adult.

(End of this chapter)