390: Mo Zhining, Are Your Limbs Uncoordinated

Mo Zhining, Are Your Limbs Uncoordinated

Jiang Tingxu indeed had no experience of such things.0

She wondered if she should thank that man, Mo Boyuan?

After all, she never had to worry about these things that most people worried about, right?

Liao Jiayu seemed to have thought of it as well. His expression wavered, and in the end, his eyes were filled with envy.

Ahem.

Fortunately, Doctor Liao didn't say anything else. Jiang Tingxu laid on the table and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already half past seven.

She stretched and twisted her sore neck.

...

On the other side, in a villa on Zichen Mountain, a certain little guy woke up on his own. He turned his head to look around and quickly realized where he was.

He was in his own room in a villa on Zichen Mountain!

He slowly got out of bed.

He forgot to put on his slippers. He opened the door with his messy hair and went out.

However, in the end, he went into his father's room.

In the room, the man was clearly still asleep.

After the little guy entered, he quickly climbed onto the bed.

"Daddy, Daddy."

He pushed him first. Seeing that there was no reaction, he pressed his entire body against the bed.

"Daddy!"

The man finally opened his eyes slowly. When he saw the person in front of him, his expression became extremely unpleasant.

"Mo Zhining, what are you doing?"

Doesn't he know that his father had always had trouble getting up in the morning ever since he was a child?

Ugh...

The little guy became a little ill at east, then he said softly, "Dad, it's time to get up. Ningning is going to be late."

Usually, he would get up at seven o'clock, but today, it was already past seven thirty.

Moreover, this was Zichen Mountain, not Yunyu Tixiang, so the commute was even longer.

Mo Boyuan seemed to have finally remembered that his son still had to go to school, so he rubbed his head a few times in frustration.

"Go back to wash up and change your clothes first, then go down and wait for me."

"Oh, okay."

After receiving his father's reply, the little guys finally got down from the bed.

Mo Boyuan laid on the pillow for about half a minute before he got up decisively.

Ten minutes later, in the back seat of the car, the little guys was chewing on bread while drinking warm milk.

As for the man driving in front, he ate nothing and still had to send the person sitting in the backseat to school safely.

Could he not send him?

Of course not!

The bodyguards in the villa had all been replaced. Cao Chi's men haven't been dispatched in time, and he couldn't exactly let Uncle Mu send him, right?

Uncle Mu was almost 70 years old, so how could he drive?

"Dad, drive faster, or I'll be late."The little guy who was eating didn't forget to remind his father from the backseat.

Mo Boyuan glanced at his son through the rearview mirror.

"Don't worry, I won't let you be late."

Do you think that the Lamborghini bat with a top speed of 340.0 km/h your father drives is a toy car or a model car?

"Hmph, that's good."

His tone was not only arrogant but also very smug.

Mo Boyuan sneered a few times and ignored the little man in the backseat.

About ten minutes later, they arrived at the kindergarten.

"Dad, Ningning will be leaving now."

Mo Boyuan didn't even take a glance at him out of the corners of his eyes.

"Hurry up and get out of the car. You're so slow. Are your limbs uncoordinated?"

The little guy immediately glared at him.

"Dad, you're the one whose limbs are uncoordinated!"

After saying that, he opened the car door and jumped out of the car. He slammed the door shut and entered the kindergarten without looking back.

As for Mo Boyuan, he felt his hands itch as he looked at the small guy.

He really wanted to beat him up!

However, there were already a few people looking over. Mo Boyuan could only think about it for the time being. He started the car and left.

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