Chapter 792 Do you like him so much?
Jiaojiao's eyes widened when she heard this, "How did Daddy know that?"
After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth with her hands, leaving only a pair of big eyes exposed. She blinked and looked so anxious.
Seeing that she was still trying to protect King Xuan, Mo Jinchuan asked with a cold face, "Do you like him so much?"
The people around who were listening felt that these words were so sour.
After all, he and King Xuan are brothers.
Why does it sound like he's afraid his daughter will be kidnapped by a beggar?
I haven't heard of any discord between these two brothers.
Only Song Yanxi knew that Mo Jinchuan's current behavior, besides being a little jealous, actually had another layer of concern.
However, those words are just speculations after all, and cannot be said openly now.
Just when everyone thought that Jiaojiao, who was good at "balancing things", would say the word "like" without hesitation, she frowned in embarrassment.
The little girl looked at Mo Jinchuan, then turned to look at Song Yanxi, and was clearly struggling.
She rubbed her knees, grimacing in pain, and the tears that she had suppressed with great difficulty burst out again.
I only heard her mumbling: "It hurts so much, Jiaojiao, just tell the truth."
The little girl sniffed and said aggrievedly, "Daddy, Jiaojiao doesn't like Fourth Uncle."
Mo Jinchuan: "If you don't like him, why are you still going with him?"
Jiaojiao pursed her lips and said unhappily, "Daddy won't take Jiaojiao to find Mommy, so Jiaojiao can only find a way on her own."
Meeting his cold gaze, the little girl suddenly felt even more aggrieved.
She raised her small fleshy hand to wipe away her tears, and angrily said, "You are useless. Why are you crying?"
As she spoke, she hiccuped, her voice getting louder. "Anyway, Daddy and Mommy won't feel bad."
Jiaojiao glanced at Ziheng again and added, "The same goes for Second Brother."
Before she could utter the words "None of you care about Jiaojiao", Mo Jinchuan reminded her coldly, "Jiaojiao, you'd better think it over before you speak."
The little girl hiccuped in fear, shrank her neck, and imitated Shen Qingyun’s tone just now: “Daddy, the child is still young.”
Mo Jinchuan: "..."
Where did you learn this mess?
Looking at Jiaojiao who was imitating her, Shen Qingyun coughed and said, "Xier, what did I say? You have to take care of children from a young age."
This girl is very clever and cunning. If she is not disciplined early, she might go astray one day.
She is still young and has a long life ahead of her. How many years can these old guys accompany her?
Knowing that Jiaojiao would definitely hear what he said, Shen Qingyun said meaningfully: "Raising a daughter is more troublesome than raising these brats. I am afraid that she will be cold and hungry, and I am even more afraid that she will have a wrong idea for a while.
It's really hard for Your Highness to be able to raise a child so well at such a young age."
She had heard that the backyard of Prince Jin's Mansion was very clean, and apart from a few maids who served the young master, there was not even a single servant.
Yan Qing couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately, these children are also worry-free. I haven't met the other two sisters-in-law yet. I think they will definitely like them after seeing them."
Listening to the voices of her aunt and sister-in-law, Jiaojiao gently tugged at Mo Jinchuan's outer robe and whispered, "Dad, don't be angry. Grandmother and great aunt are still watching us."
Although she is young, she also wants to save face.
Mo Jinchuan just looked at her, not agreeing but not directly refusing either, but his face was still cold.
Seeing that he was still angry, the little girl suddenly had an idea and hurriedly asked Ziheng for help.
She hummed, "Second brother, I knew you were the best."
Ziheng silently looked at the handkerchief thrown on the ground. The silence at this moment was deafening.
Jiaojiao bit her lip and quickly reached out to pick it up.
Ziheng stopped her and frowned, saying, "Dirty."
The little girl smiled sweetly, "Second brother gave it to me, it's not dirty."
Ziheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked up at Mo Jinchuan, "Daddy."
Mo Jinchuan knew that his second son would definitely be soft-hearted.
After all, Jiaojiao was raised by the three brothers.
But he is... too unprincipled!
What did you promise him on the way here?
As soon as he heard his little sister acting coquettishly, he forgot all the instructions given by his father.
What a loser!
Sensing his father's disdainful look, Ziheng clenched his fists and forced himself to put on a stern face.
Seeing that something was wrong, Jiaojiao pursed her lips and cried, "Daddy, Jiaojiao's legs hurt."
Mo Jinchuan's attitude was cold, "If you feel pain, then stand up and talk."
The little girl's eyes showed joy as she asked hurriedly, "Is Daddy not angry anymore?"
Without waiting for Mo Jinchuan to speak, she snorted and said, "Jiaojiao did something wrong and she deserves to be punished.
If Daddy is still angry, Jiaojiao won’t get up.”
Although she said this, it did not stop her from getting up from the ground, and her movements were very smooth.
Song Yanxi suppressed her laughter and waved towards Jiaojiao, saying, "Come here quickly, let auntie take a look at your knee injury."
Jiaojiao's eyes rolled around, and she quickly said, "Mom, Jiaojiao's legs hurt so much."
As she spoke, she pursed her lips and quickly walked towards Song Yanxi.
When their eyes met, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, but she quickly suppressed it when she thought of something.
Her mother was helping her, so she had to fight for her own confidence and not let her father catch her laughing.
Otherwise, he would definitely be even angrier.
Daddy looks so scary when he’s angry, Jiaojiao doesn’t like it.
Mo Jinchuan looked at Song Yanxi, and there was clearly helplessness in his black eyes.
Among these two, she was the one who said that Jiaojiao should not be indulged too much, but she was also the one who stood up to defend her.
After all the commotion, he was the only one who became the villain.
Seeing that the father and son were still standing, Shen Qingyun hurriedly greeted them, “My Lord, please stop standing there, come and sit for a while, and let’s talk together.
It’s still early, so the backyard barbecue will probably take a while.”
Mo Jinchuan nodded and took Ziheng into the pavilion.
Jiaojiao stole a glance at his expression, then hid in Song Yanxi's arms, refusing to meet his gaze.
She thought of something and asked a little aggrievedly, "Mom, doesn't my uncle's knee hurt?"
Song Yanxi was stunned by her question and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
It’s not that I don’t know, but in front of the elders, I feel that I should give my little cousin some face.
She thought so, but Shen Qingyun didn’t think so, she took a fruit and handed it to her and said, “That kid has a rough skin and thick flesh, how can you compare with him.
Jiaojiao, listen to your aunt and stay away from that brat. He's corrupted you."
The little girl nodded obediently, took the fruit and took a bite.
That well-behaved look makes people like it from the bottom of their hearts.
Ziheng, who was sitting next to her, was very measured in his actions and it was obvious that he was a well-behaved child.
The more Yan Changkun looked at her, the more he liked her. Especially when he thought about the fact that he had been there the shortest time but had become He Suo's favorite student, he felt even more annoyed.
Look, look at other people’s children, they are all great.
Look at that devil in his family...
Forget it, I won’t watch it.
Noticing Yan Changkun's complicated look, Jiaojiao swallowed the fruit in her mouth and asked in a baby voice, "Uncle, is there something written on Jiaojiao's face?"
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