Hidden marriage high cold husband

Chapter 471 My Drill
No longer lonely!These four words reminded Ling Yuncheng of his previous life. He was alone, thinking about one thing every day: how to make more money, and distance himself from 99% of the people in this world.

But now, Ling Yuncheng looked at his daughter, and there was only one thing in his mind: how to get closer to her daughter.

Also, from today onwards, the princess will officially change her name to Zhuanzuan.

Who called this name Ling Yuncheng thought of it two years ago?

"Zuan, does it still hurt here?" Ling Yuncheng hugged Zhuan into the car, and touched the scratched part of her arm.

The little guy looked over and shook his head very firmly: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Is it really not painful?" Ling Yuncheng asked hoarsely, looking at the scabbed but still scarlet wound.

His heart hurts.

If he had known that she was his own daughter, Ling Yuncheng would never let her suffer any harm.

He would rather get hurt himself than let his daughter get hurt.

This is a real piece of meat that fell from the body.

"It hurts... ahem..." The little guy changed his mouth.

"Then why did you say it didn't hurt just now? Are you lying to Dad?" Ling Yuncheng sighed, the child will lie at such a young age, how should he be educated?

He never thought about how to educate his daughter.

He only thought about how to spoil his daughter.

He and Lu Lingling had already divided jobs before, she was in charge of educating her daughter, and he was in charge of raising her daughter.

"If you say it hurts, Dad will be unhappy..." After Zhuan Zuan finished speaking in a childish voice, Ling Yuncheng's heart melted.

She was worried that he would feel distressed, so she said it didn't hurt.

"But you are in pain. If you don't tell Dad, Dad will be unhappy." Ling Yuncheng sat in the passenger seat and asked the housekeeper to drive to the kindergarten.

Because he wants to hold the drill.

"It doesn't hurt very much." Zhuanzhuan suddenly laughed.

This child, crying is an instant thing, and so is laughing.

No wonder so many people like to play with children. Compared with inanimate toys, it is indeed much more fun.

However, Ling Yuncheng is only interested in his own children.

From the time he stepped into the business circle, he understood a truth.

As long as he shows that he likes someone, then this person may become a bargaining chip for his opponent to attack him.

Therefore, the longer you stay in this circle, the colder you become.

The car moved forward at a constant speed, and Ling Yuncheng held his daughter in his arms.

The sun was shining brightly outside, Ling Yuncheng was holding Zuanzuan, a small stove, but the air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the father and daughter enjoyed the moment very much.

Ling Yuncheng completely turned into a child safety seat.

After yesterday's kindergarten, Zhuan Zuan had already fallen asleep in Ling Yuncheng's broad embrace.

Ling Yuncheng got out of the car with Zhuanzuan in his arms, and looked at the kindergarten with a murderous look on his face.

"You find a school like this for my daughter?" Ling Yuncheng was seriously dissatisfied with the size and environment of the kindergarten in front of him.

Someone's double standard is amazing.

When the princess was not his daughter, Ling Yuncheng's attitude towards her was that of his stepfather.

The butler completely depends on Ling Yuncheng's face.

Isn't the reason for finding such an ordinary kindergarten because the princess can't be favored by Ling Yun?
Now that the princess has transformed into a married daughter, her attitude has really changed drastically!

Dare to love, adopted children should be raised poorly, and those who have tempered their character like horses should raise their own children like diamonds, and the little ones only need to be responsible for shining!

"I think this school is close to home, so..." the butler gave a lame explanation.

"Hmph! No wonder my Zhuan Zuan got scratched!" Ling Yuncheng frowned, watching a lot of children playing in the park, and there was no teacher watching, so it's no wonder they didn't mess around.

(End of this chapter)