The Bo Group was neither close nor far from the Bo Family Manor, and the car arrived at the destination after a short drive.
When we arrived at the Bo family manor, the housekeeper was directing the servants and workers to tidy up the flowers and plants in the yard.
Seeing the car driving in, he hurried to greet it. Just as he was about to say something, he saw his husband get out of the car and suddenly turn around.
housekeeper:"???"
Is there anyone else in the car???
Bo Yanzhou got out of the car first and stood in front of the door, blocking most of the view, so the butler couldn't see even if he wanted to.
The only thing I could see was his husband saying to the car with an extremely doting look and a tone that made him want to be beaten: "Your legs are so short, can you get out?"
Then, an angry, babyish voice rang out from inside the car, sounding fierce: "Daddy has short legs!"
Um.
Even though it’s a baby voice that’s not very pleasant, the way she calls “Daddy” sounds so nice!
The housekeeper's eyes curved with a kind smile, and her voice was so cute just by listening to it. She was worthy of being the daughter of his master!
I just don't know what his little lady looks like...
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
The housekeeper's smiling face paused, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he widened his eyes and looked at the car and then at Bo Yanzhou.
etc!!
etc!!
No, what the hell!??? Dad!???
His husband has a daughter!?!?!?
Bo Yanzhou didn't notice the butler's suspicious look. He just looked at the kid who was slowly moving towards the car, curled his lips, and said flatly, "My legs are short, so I got out too. What about you? Can you get out?"
He paused for a moment, then said calmly, his smile not reaching his eyes: "Little boy, if you beg me kindly, then Daddy might be happy to help and carry you down."
"After all... your legs, which are no different from a dachshund's, can't get down, right?"
The man was silent for a moment, his eyes darting back and forth between the little dumpling's two short legs.
After a while, he let out a light sigh.
Silence is better than words at this time!
The little boy blinked, raised his paw and asked curiously, "What kind of dog is a dachshund?"
017 hissed twice, the cold and emotionless mechanical voice clearly stifling a laugh: [...the dog with the shortest legs in the dog world.]
Zhuzhu felt insulted instantly: (▼皿▼#)
The little kid was so angry that his head was steaming. He waved his paws and raised his chin with great dignity: "I can get down here now. I don't need the bad daddy's help!"
As she said that, she stepped out of the garage, grabbed the side of the car with her two paws, and swung her feet back and forth.
The sight of that short leg made the old butler's heart tremble.
If he falls down, won’t he scream?
Zhuzhu tried to sway left and right, but no matter whether she swayed left or right, her little feet just wouldn't touch the ground.
The little boy was a little panicked, but considering his own face and thinking about his father looking down on his bad face, he swallowed his saliva and reminded him while shaking: "Daddy, move aside, you are blocking Zhuzhu~"
Bo Yanzhou, who was seventy-eight thousand miles away from her: "..."
He also saw that the little girl couldn't get down. Bo Yanzhou felt that the girl was not only mentally ill but also had such short legs, which was quite pitiful.
So he took two steps forward, grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her down. Before leaving, he insulted the kid: "Go away, short-legged pig."
The short-legged pigs were furious when they heard this and surrounded Bo Yanzhou, provoking him.
Seeing that the good old man was still unmoved, the cub pretended to cry: "I told Daddy to stand further away so that I could come down, but Daddy insisted on coming down with me~"
She slapped her head, walked happily and said in an exaggerated tone: "Sure enough, Daddy is really fond of rice~"
The man raised an eyebrow.
Three seconds later.
The kid who was hung on the edge of the car again and couldn’t get down: Embarrassing.
Huh?
She was just being polite. Shouldn't a normal father join in and praise her for being a great baby?
Why did Dad put her back? Why is the bad dad different from others?
Why not play by the rules?
Fat Mushroom drooped his head and muttered reluctantly: "Okay, I can't seem to get down. Daddy, can you carry me down?"
The man raised his eyebrows and smiled, poking the kid's cheek shamelessly, and asked slowly, "Who are you?"
The cub blurted out: "It's made of thin beads~"
He shook his head regretfully, turned around and was about to leave.
The cub took a look and was confused. He subconsciously asked, "Uncle, doesn't Zhuzhu tie Zhuzhu?"
017 was almost speechless. This shameless Bo Yanzhou! If he didn't have hands, would he still need him to bully the kid?
But, there is nothing we can do right now!
017 coaxed her distressedly: [Baby, you are Zhuzhu, you are Bo Zhuzhu.]
After hearing this, the child was even more confused: "Then Zhuzhu is Zhuzhu, why did Daddy leave?"
017 was heartbroken: [Because he wants you to admit that you are a little stupid pig! The same pig that chased after you and nudged you when you first became a spirit!]
When the kid heard this, his face instantly turned red with anger. He refused to let Bo Yanzhou help him no matter what, and he swore to rely on his own efforts to get down on his own with his short legs!
Five seconds later...
The cub murmured unwillingly: "I...I...I am a short-legged pig..."
Bo Yanzhou raised his eyebrow slightly, as if he hadn't heard clearly: "What are you?"
Cub: "I am...I am a short-legged pig..."
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