Haha, dare you say he is a bastard.
Thinking that this idiot Shen Zhile would become his brother-in-law in the future, Huo Jinxi was extremely disgusted.
After watching Shen Zhile disappear among a group of students, Old Lady Shen retracted her gaze and looked down at Fubao. Seeing that her eyes were red and she looked as pitiful as a little rabbit that had just left its nest, she was immediately filled with pity. She reached out and hugged her and said, "Don't cry, Nannan. You can go to school in another year, and then you can see those four brats every day!"
"Hmm!" Fubao sniffed, but suddenly saw someone at this moment. The urge to cry disappeared immediately, and only shock remained.
Old Mrs. Shen followed her gaze and saw Huo Jinxi standing behind them. His deep almond-shaped eyes were looking at Fubao, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised. His expression was mysterious and made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Such an expression should not appear on the face of an eight-year-old child.
Moreover, he followed quietly, which really scared Mrs. Shen. She patted her chest and said, "Oh, kid, you are so scary. Why are you here again?"
Huo Jinxi: "If I don't come, I'm afraid Fubao will forget me!"
The tone was quite righteous.
Fubao, "..." What nonsense are you talking about?
She had no interest in the mortal brat. He hadn't appeared for five years before, and she had really forgotten about him. Recently, he had appeared frequently, showing off his presence in front of her, and it was hard for her to forget him.
This time, Huo Jinxi did not send flowers, but gave Fubao a straw butterfly!
The straw butterfly was woven very well, with two big wings. Fubao thought it was better than the one the old lady had woven before. She liked it very much and asked curiously, "Where did you buy it?"
"I didn't buy it." He handed the butterfly to her, "I made it myself."
Fubao was stunned and looked at him in surprise.
No way, he actually… wrote it himself? It’s so good that he can sell it!
"Do you like it? If you like it, I can weave it for you every day."
If the demon world knew that their Demon Lord actually went to so much trouble to please a little girl, they would definitely be shocked and would suspect that their Demon Lord was a fake and the real one had already been thrown into the Heavenly Prison, right?
Seeing Huo Jinxi clearly trying to show affection to her daughter, Old Lady Shen found it strange. She couldn't help but ask, "My daughter, don't you have to go to school? Can't you afford the tuition? This shouldn't be the case. Didn't our family return the 700 yuan that your family used as a betrothal gift to you?"
With the 700 yuan, he and his mother should not have to worry about their lives, and they should not be unable to afford school, right? But this kid, who is eight years old and still not in school, comes to flirt with Fubao every now and then.
Huo Jinxi said nonchalantly: "I don't need to go to school."
What a joke! He is already a demon king, and he still needs to learn things that only children learn? Even if he is illiterate, no one in the demon world dares to disobey him!
When Mrs. Shen heard this, she was shocked and started to lecture him. "What are you talking about! Can you not go to school? It's hard to get by without education. If you can't get into college, you can only work for others. Our older generation was too poor to go to school, so they could only farm! Look at Nannan's father, he only has a junior high school diploma, and now he works as a laborer on a construction site. Good companies don't want him, they all hire college students! Kid, it's really terrible to be uneducated. You can't delay going to school!"
Huo Jinxi, "..." This old lady is so noisy.
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