"Baby, who did you learn those words from? What is Mr. Zhang's routine?" Yue Qin asked with some confusion.

For the first time, Mr. Kang felt the feeling of his subordinates who were called to the office for questioning, the kind of embarrassment that he didn't know how to answer.

He suddenly remembered the gossip he saw yesterday. Mr. Zhang's reputation is amazing. He often accompanies his wife to go shopping, gives his wife shares in the company, and never responds to the love of Yingying Yanyan in the company.

However, this man has had several scandals of the same type. Some people broke the news that Zhang Qi had sexually harassed him, but they only said verbally that there was no evidence. In the chat history of the other party, Mr. Zhang always picked up the other party's stings with righteous words, and repeatedly stated that it was for his wife's sake to help each other.

Every time such news comes out, it can bring new heat to Mr. Zhang's company. In the eyes of others, he can be described as a good man of the country.

Moreover, it is revealed that these women are all gentle and virtuous married women. It is obvious that Mr. Zhang's orientation is this type of woman, which is also consistent with the direction of the woman that Mrs. Zhang strives to become.

But very interesting is Mrs. Zhang's attitude. She believes in her husband every time. Once or twice, it is okay. It feels like more often than not.

President Kang even had a bad impression of this woman.

As a witness, Mr. Kang, at a glance, saw Mr. Zhang's interest in his cheap mother, plus when the other party talked, those degrading, deliberately distanced words, combined with the women who broke the news in the news.

The proper ones are all routines, and they are still extremely vicious routines.

This man is not poisonous, he will definitely not be separated from his original wife, after all, he still has to portray his image as a good man.

Mr. Kang probably has the final say. In this way, those women really suffer, and most of them don't. After all, there is no evidence.

Mr. Kang always felt that he was scumbag, but he was so scumbag that he never concealed that he would not stay with people for long, would not marry people, just for fresh excitement.

Each of his girlfriends also come to have a fresh excitement and feel the life of a capitalist, and everyone is also good to get together and relax.

"Baby, what are you thinking? Your expression has changed a lot."

When Mr. Kang came back to his senses, he saw that the big dad took out his mobile phone again and was recording his facial expressions.

Mr. Kang said that it doesn't matter. Anyway, he will return to his body in the future. When that happens, I will leave these black histories to the real well-off.

And now, he looks at the big dad and the virtuous and gentle-looking, but actually violent cheap mom.

Mr. Kang is now becoming more and more proficient in pretending to be children, and he sternly said: "I am not a kid anymore. I also have privacy. It is impossible to tell you everything."

Sure enough, the big dad didn't bother with this problem, but smiled cheerfully: "Okay, you are no longer a child, then dad respects your privacy."

The young couple really didn't ask.

Mr. Kang realized that in general, ordinary people would not feel that the soul of a child whose personality has changed drastically, because the child changes day by day.

Mr. Kang inevitably thought of a question that he had been avoiding all the time.

He is now in the body of Yueqin's son, where is Yueqin's son now? He must go back to his body. Mr. Kang is not ready to gradually upgrade from being a worker to a capitalist, nor is he ready to relive someone else's childhood.

So, does he have to find a way to find the real Kang Yue?

He still has a little impression of this child. It was a company dinner. He was drunk and only remembered that there was a child in his father's arms.

He didn't remember the details clearly, and seemed to ask the other party to say something.

Because of this problem, when the family of three went home, Mr. Kang was silent a lot.

When Mr. Kang walked downstairs, he heard a child's crispy milky voice: "I can talk, I can talk, I can talk!"

I don't know whose child it is, it seems that he has just learned to speak, the one with a happy tone.

Mr. Kang sighed. Maybe this is what a real kid should be like. He doesn't have such a mentality to be so happy for a little thing.

In the next few days, the young couple were preparing for the charity performance.

"Mom is going to practice piano." Mr. Kang put a small schoolbag on his back and prepared to go out with Xia Sheng, but he was picked up from behind.

"Mum is not going to teach other children today, but going to Aunt Tan's house to practice piano."

Mrs. Zhang's surname is Tan.

Mr. Kang knew about this, so he wanted to follow. If he had a choice, he would never follow a cheap mother.

"Mom must concentrate on piano practice. Will you stay with Dad at home?" The big dad coaxed softly.

Mr. Kang said righteously: "Not good."

He must go, because he needs to use the capitalist to defeat the capitalist!

Xia Sheng was a little worried when he saw his son sticking to himself for the first time: "Or I will take it there?"

"It's okay." Yue Qin said: "The little man has to slowly understand that not everything in this world follows his heart."

Mr. Kang: "..." Occasionally, I really feel that this big guy is his father.

President Kang was raised by his fake father: "Say goodbye to mom."

Xia Sheng felt that this was indeed the truth, and it was indeed necessary for the child to slowly understand that not everything in this world should follow his wishes.

Previously, the psychiatrist said that her child was a bit all-around narcissistic.

Xia Sheng touched his son's head: "Mom will be back this afternoon, and I have to listen to Dad at home."

When Mr. Kang saw the situation, he knew that the general situation was gone, and the young couple would not let him follow.

Yue Qin took his son into the children's chair and sat down, and said, "Good boy, see what this is?"

President Kang raised his head, and the big dad took a large piece of fresh steak from the upper level of the refrigerator.

President Kang was stunned for a moment and took it! He really took it!

These young couples looked very poor, but they ate really well.

No wonder these young couples are so happy every day, probably because they eat well.

"Daddy will cook you a Western-style dish today and grill steak."

After showing a large steak to his son, Yue Qin put on an apron and began to process the steak.

Mr. Kang couldn't help swallowing, he hadn't eaten steak in a long time.

What would be the result of the steak and the cooking skills of the big dad?

However, Mr. Kang shook his head and said, "Dad, Dad, I want to find my mother."

"Mom went to practice the piano and will be back in the afternoon to see if Dad makes steak, OK?"

"No, I'm going to see my mother practicing the piano."

Mr. Kang repeated these words over and over and said, anyway, he is now a child.

The big dad was not angry either, he lowered his head and handled the ingredients seriously, and hummed a few words from time to time--

"I have a kid who is losing his temper, but I never pay attention to it--"

Mr. Kang was looking at a 1.9-meter-nine-meter tall man who might weigh 170 pounds. He hummed a nursery rhyme in a low voice. Don't think he didn't recognize it as a nursery rhyme. I have a little donkey.

President Kang probably understood that this big guy is not his housekeeper, nor his servant, and it is impossible to listen to him.

Mr. Kang sighed and dropped his head like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost.

Yue Qin turned around and saw the pitiful appearance of his son.

The cruel guy stopped singing, squatted down and looked at his son: "Why do you want to go with mom so much today?"

As a master negotiator, when he saw this posture, he instantly felt that there was something to play, and said pitifully, "That Zhang is always a bad guy."

He squatted his mouth and looked at his big father pitifully with a pair of big watery eyes: "Mom is going to his house to practice piano, I want to protect my mother."

The child's watery eyes were full of pleading, and his tone was full of worry for his mother.

As soon as Yue Qin heard this, his heart quickly melted. Yue Qin knew why his son thought Zhang was always a bad person. His wife told him that Mr. Zhang said that his son was too shy.

"Uncle Zhang is not a bad person." Yue Qin touched his son's soft hair and comforted: "Uncle Zhang shouldn't have said about your shyness before, but he is not a bad person either."

Yue Qin witnessed at this moment that his son had changed from a pitiful, soft and cute child to the despised pretty boy before.

President Kang thought for a while, and he couldn't do it right, so he once again looked at his big dad pitifully with the big eyes of these children.

"I am a child, and my soul is pure. A child will never misunderstand people. If a child says that he is a bad person, he is a bad person." Mr. Kang immediately moved out the unchanging truth.

Yue Qin was happy: "Where did you get this fallacy?"

Premier Kang was straightforward, and the child's face was extremely painful: "My heart is beating very fast now, and there is an ominous premonition in my heart that I am about to have angina."

"If my mother goes to work in the art center, I don't care, but I don't want her to go to that villain's house."

Yue Qin sighed and said yes. Let the child realize that the world cannot listen to him.

But now this issue is a bit complicated. His son is only 4 years old, so he can't lie.

Yue Qin unbuttoned his black apron and hugged his son: "Well, because you care about your mother so much, Dad will take you to find your mother."

President Kang glanced at the steak immediately: "What about the steak?"

"The steak is marinated at home first, and we can make it later when we come back."

"So you are worried about your mother, and when you are worried about angina, remember the steak?" Yue Qin couldn't help but complain about his son.

Mr. Kang silently rolled his eyes at his big dad.

Yue Qin took it, where did his poor son just now go.