Arrogant president can't stop spoiling

Close the house.

Since Lin Muyu's death, the whole person has been decadent. He is either drunk or busy working like a robot all day. Even his son is lax in discipline.

Feng Tingchen: "Dad, tomorrow is the parents' meeting. Can you attend it?"

"No time."

Feng Sha answered Feng Tingchen's question without any thought, and his tone was like facing a stranger.

Feng Tingchen is only three years old this year. He has just started a small class in kindergarten. However, although Feng Tingchen is only three years old, he has learned that he is different from other children.

Except that he had no mother, his father fengsha didn't love him as much as other fathers. Sometimes he would hide in the room and cry secretly to let fengsha hug him more. He didn't dare to speak to fengsha.

"Young master, I'm late for class."

"Good housekeeper Grandpa."

Feng Tingchen sat in the car. He couldn't help looking back at the room on the second floor. He lost and asked the driver to drive.

Driver: "young master, don't be sad. Your father still loves you very much."

"Maybe."

Driver: "he's because your mother died. He hasn't come out of his sadness yet."

Feng Tingchen didn't say anything. He didn't say hello to the teacher until the car arrived at the kindergarten.

In the kindergarten, because Feng Tingchen inherited Feng's beautiful face, many little girls like to stick to him and praise him for his good looks.

But Feng Tingchen didn't like these little girls sticking to him. Instead, he liked the little girl AI Xiaobao who had been alone all the time.

AI Xiaobao is the least talkative girl in the class. She hides in the corner alone and ignores people every day.

Feng Tingchen went to AI Xiaobao and handed his breakfast to AI Xiaobao.

"Here you are. I see you don't eat breakfast every day. Doesn't your mother buy it for you?"

AI Xiaobao's big round eyes kept staring at Feng Tingchen. She blinked her long eyelashes and looked at Feng Tingchen with fear.

"Take it. I have a lot of breakfast. I can't finish it."

AI Xiaobao knew each other and winced like a mouse. She didn't dare to reach out to receive the food Feng Tingchen handed her. Feng Tingchen saw that AI Xiaobao was so timid, so he directly stuffed the breakfast into AI Xiaobao's arms.

"Here you are. Do you like it or not?"

During the lunch break, AI Xiaobao was shivering with cold. Feng Tingchen went over and touched her quilt. He found that her quilt was wet, so he pulled off her quilt and replaced her with his quilt.

Feng Tingchen took AI Xiaobao's wet quilt and asked other students, "who did AI Xiaobao get wet? Stand up! "

"I made it. How's it going?"

Feng Tingchen: "why did you wet her quilt?"

"What do I want you to do with Peng Yanhui?"

Peng Yanhui is in the same grade as Feng Tingchen, but he speaks like an adult. It is estimated that he learned from his father.

Feng Tingchen went over and pushed Peng Yanhui down, forcing Peng Yanhui to apologize to AI Xiaobao, but Peng Yanhui refused, so the two of them fought like this.

As soon as they fought, some girls immediately ran to complain to the teacher. When the teacher came, they immediately separated Feng Tingchen and Peng Yanhui.

"What are you doing? How can you learn to fight at a young age?! Who taught you? " The teacher looked like he hated iron but not steel. "I have to ask your parents to come and see if they will be angry with you."

The teacher called Feng Sha and then Peng Yanhui's father, but only Peng Yanhui's father came to the kindergarten.

Because Feng couldn't kill, the teacher could only talk to Peng Yanhui's father about Peng Yanhui alone. As for Feng Tingchen, the teacher only said that there was nothing he could do.

Teacher: "Feng Tingchen fights with Peng Yanhui. Neither side is right. I won't blame Peng Yanhui alone."

Peng Yanhui's father: "I have no way to discipline. I will educate Peng Yanhui well."

Teacher: "Hey, if only Feng Tingchen's father could be as good as you."

Peng Yanhui's father: "what's the matter? Listen to the teacher, you have some secrets? "

Teacher: "Feng Tingchen is the son of Feng killing, but this killing has never been sent to Tingchen once, nor has he been to the kindergarten once. Sometimes I'm really worried for Tingchen. This time Tingchen fought, Feng killing was indifferent. I really don't know how his father became."

Peng Yanhui's father sighed slightly, "I heard that Feng Sha's fiancee died. Maybe Feng Sha hasn't come out yet. It'll be fine in a while."

Teacher: "but Tingchen is his son anyway. How can a father ignore his son?"

Feng Tingchen had been hiding outside the office. He secretly heard the teacher's words. He suddenly wanted to cry. It seems that people all over the world know that they care about him, but his father thinks he is a stranger.

evening.

When Feng Tingchen came home from school, he didn't ask the driver to take him home immediately, but asked the driver to stop at the mall. He wanted to go around alone.

Driver: "young master, you are still young. Let me walk with you."

"No, I'm not that stupid."

The driver was a little worried, so he quietly followed behind Feng Tingchen, but Feng Tingchen was also a kid. He lied to the security guard and said, "uncle, someone secretly followed me. I'm afraid. I'm going to find my mother now. You help me stop him."

As soon as the security guard saw Feng Tingchen's lovely and handsome little face, he immediately nodded and promised: "OK, I will stop the bad man. Go find your mother."

After Feng Tingchen entered the mall, he first took the escalator to the highest floor, and then he slowly strolled down.

……

Futao had planned to sleep at home for a long holiday. Who knows, ouxu asked her to go to the mall to help buy something. She walked alone for a long time and didn't buy the thing ouxu said.

"Aunt, you dropped something."

Feng Tingchen picked up the things and handed them to Fu Tao. When Fu Tao saw that Feng Tingchen was so cute and polite, he immediately smiled and said thank you.

"Children, why are you alone? Where are your parents? "

Feng Tingchen shook his head: "I don't have a mother, and my father doesn't care about me."

"Ah?"

Fu Tao was worried that Feng Tingchen would meet bad people if he ran around alone, so she asked Feng Tingchen: "do you remember your home phone? Or do you remember where your family lives? My aunt will take you home. "

Feng Tingchen pretended to be wronged, "don't go home. My father doesn't care about me. I'll starve to death."

Fu Tao frowned and couldn't believe it, but Feng Tingchen was only a few years old. Fu Tao didn't believe that such a young child would cheat, so she rubbed his head.

"It's okay. Are you hungry? Aunt will take you to eat delicious food first. I'll take you home when you're full. "

"Aunt, what's your name?"

"My name is Futao. Just call me aunt Futao. What about you, child?"

"My name is Feng Tingchen."

Fu Tao took Feng Tingchen to the second floor of the shopping mall to eat stew. Feng Tingchen looked very elegant and his manners were noble. He was not like ordinary children at all.

Fu Tao noticed Feng Tingchen's noble spirit. She asked Feng Tingchen curiously: "Xiao Chen, who's your father? Do you know your father's name? "

Feng Tingchen hesitated for a moment while drinking the stew. He looked at Fu Tao and was embarrassed.

Seeing this, Fu Tao thought Feng Tingchen was unwilling to say, so she didn't force it.

"It's all right. It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. Aunt doesn't force you."

Feng Tingchen: "sister, if I say my father's name, will you be so kind to me?"

Futao wondered why Feng Tingchen asked such a question and thought, is Feng Tingchen's father an unforgivable man? Or a man with a criminal record?

Feng Tingchen: "my father's name is Feng Sha. People say he is the president of Feng's group. He is very rich and powerful."

In the front words, Fu Tao listened well, but in the back words, Fu Tao always felt that it was inappropriate to teach children like this. If she met who taught these words, she must educate each other.

However, what surprised Futao most was that Feng Tingchen killed his son.

Fu Tao looked at Feng Tingchen carefully. Sure enough, there was a shadow of seal killing between his eyebrows.

"Xiao Chen, after hearing what you said, I really found that you look like your father."

Feng Tingchen asked happily, "really? Do I look like my father? "

Futao nodded, "yes, how could I lie to you? You do look like your father. "

Feng Tingchen was suddenly unhappy again. He said, "since you said I looked like my father, why didn't you know Feng was my father just now? You must have flattered me with these words. "

Fu Tao looked at Feng Tingchen as a little adult and couldn't help but be happy.

"There are so many similar people in the world. It's impolite to make a conclusion about other people's relations casually."

Fu Tao's explanation seemed reasonable. Feng Tingchen was no longer angry after listening to it.

"Xiao Chen, what else would you like to eat after the stew? I'll take you home after eating. "

Feng Tingchen thought hard with his little brain askew. He thought for a long time before he came up with a reason.

Feng Tingchen: "can I eat stinky tofu?"

"Ah?"

Fu Tao looked at Feng Tingchen with some worry. After all, the other party was a child. She thought it would be better for children not to eat such spicy things.

"I just want stinky tofu."

"Xiao Chen, don't eat spicy food for children. It will hurt your stomach."

Feng Tingchen played a child's temperament in front of Fu Tao. He said, "if you don't buy it, I can buy it myself if I have money."

"Wait, Xiao Chen, does your father allow you to eat these things?"

Feng Tingchen looked lost, and the sadness in his eyebrows was not like what he should have at his age.

"What's the matter with you?" Futao asked painfully.

"My father doesn't care about me at all. He doesn't have me at all. I just want to eat stinky tofu once to see if he will hit me angrily because I ate something outside."