The rich and powerful: the devil's president haunts

Chapter 794 There is no indication

Lu Qiancheng was a little helpless, looking at the child who was about to lose control of his emotions, he didn't know what to do for a while.

This is his own son, the first time he believed in him, but because of a misunderstanding, he let him down.

"Last night, I didn't come on purpose. I'm the same as your Uncle Si. If I know your mommy is sick, I will rush over no matter how late, do you know?" Lu Qiancheng tried to explain patiently to Yiran, But Yiran couldn't listen at all.

Last night, Lu Qiancheng didn't come, he was already very disappointed and sad, but this morning, Mommy was bullied by that pretty aunt,...

"Uncle, there is another beautiful aunt living in your house, why do you still come to look for Mommy, I don't believe that you really like Mommy."

Obviously, Yiran had a deep misunderstanding of Lu Qiancheng.

"You misunderstood, I don't like her..."

Lu Qiancheng felt that he had never been so patient before, but it was a pity that no matter how good-tempered and patient he was, his son would not buy him.

"You don't like her, why do you still live with her?"

"..."

"Also, why didn't I see that you like Mommy at all, and you didn't say anything?"

"..."

Do you think he did not express enough, or the expression was not obvious.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corners of Lu Qiancheng's lips, he looked down at the angry little guy, and said softly, "I bully your mommy every night, that's the best way to show it..."

"No, no!" Yiran shook his head violently, "You said it all, that's bullying, not liking!"

Yiran was a little paranoid, but also a little stubborn, "I should like Uncle Si like that. If Mommy has something to do, he will definitely come over."

The little guy is still brooding over the fact that he didn't come over last night. Didn't he not receive the call?

"How many times do you want me to say it? Last night, I didn't do it on purpose." Lu Qiancheng's voice became a little more serious, he lifted Yiran who was sitting by the bed with one hand, and stood in front of him.

"Is that why you hate me?" He raised his eyebrows lightly, and although he asked casually, God knows how disturbed and uneasy he was.

Yiran looked down at the ground, but didn't answer him.

"Say, am I annoying to you?"

His patience has always been limited. In front of his son, he tried his best to endure it, but there was no guarantee that he would not explode.

"Yes, I just don't like you anyway."

Lu Qiancheng froze, his mind went blank for about two seconds.

Suddenly, he bent down and hugged the little guy easily.

"What are you doing?" Yiran was a little panicked.

"What? Oh, don't you hate me? I'll do something that makes you hate even more."

A harmless smile appeared from the corner of Lu Qiancheng's mouth. Suddenly, he really wanted to teach this little brat a lesson.

He carried Yiran to the living room and threw it on the sofa.

"Do you like spanking? Or do you like spanking?" He raised his eyebrows and asked.

"You, you want to hit me?" Yiran curled up and shrank back with an expression of disbelief.

Lu Qiancheng didn't answer, but nodded seriously.

"Mommy!" Yiran seemed to have remembered something, and quickly opened her throat, calling for help in the room.

"Mommy, uncle is going to beat me!"

"Scream, the louder you scream, the harder I will strike." Lu Qiancheng threatened shamelessly.

(End of this chapter)