Chapter 534 Two Little Babies Against the Sky

Chen Hao smiled at Xue Qingluo's pitiful request and chose to ignore it!

Instead, he touched Chen Ziyang's little head and praised him: "Yangyang, you did it right. Your mother drank these unnutritious things all day long, and I had already talked about her. As a result, I couldn't resist her. Now, I can't control it, and someone will take care of me, haha!"

Chen Hao smiled badly.

Xue Qingluo was about to cry without tears, so she had to look at the yogurt that had been half drunk, and was thrown into the trash can by Chen Ziyang.

Moreover, Chen Ziyang also "teached" Xue Qingluo in a very old-fashioned tone.

"Mommy, if you don't obey, my sister and I will ignore you."

"snort!"

Chen Ziyang just finished speaking, and Chen Zixin immediately said: "Yes, yes! Mommy, Yang Yang is right. How old are you? Why are you still like a child, drinking yogurt all day long?"

Xue Qingluo was so amused that it was too difficult for these two little guys to "teach her a lesson".

So, he looked at Chen Hao with a very pitiful look.

Chen Hao spread his hands, not only pretending not to look at him.

Moreover, there was a divine finalizer.

"Don't look at me, I can't help it."

Xue Qingluo curled her lips: "Hmph, you guys will join forces to bully me."

"Hmph, I ignore you!"

Xue Qingluo pretended to be very angry, turned her face and left.

Chen Zixin hurriedly chased after her and then acted coquettishly: "Mommy, don't be angry."

On the contrary, Chen Ziyang spread his hands and looked at Chen Hao helplessly.

"Dad, remember to take care of your wife when you look back."

Chen Hao rubbed Chen Ziyang's little head.

"A man is a big man."

Chen Ziyang then said, "Okay, dad, I'll talk to you about something serious."

"Tonight, the negotiator of Paris Fashion Magazine will meet us. Let's prepare in advance so that we won't be in a hurry."

"I understand, you are so naughty."

Chen Hao curled his lips and then went downstairs.

Chen Ziyang shook his head helplessly.

"Dad always treats me as a brat."

"I, Chen Ziyang, are different from those children with low IQ."

I finished murmuring myself.

Chen Ziyang greeted the butler and ordered him.

The housekeeper quickly bent down and then said to Chen Ziyang humbly: "Young Master, do you have any instructions?"

"Go to book a flight, and you will be at 3:30 tomorrow afternoon, and you will go directly from London to China's coastal area."

“Two adult tickets, two children’s tickets.”

After ordering the housekeeper.

The cell phone in Chen Ziyang's hand rang, and the person who called was the negotiator of Paris Fashion Magazine.

As soon as I answered the phone, the person on the other end of the phone spoke two French words as soon as he opened his mouth.

“Bonjour, morepèreest-ild’accordpourled?nerdusoir?”

I heard the French inquiry from the other side of the phone.

Chen Ziyang coughed, coughed, and then pulled the red bow on his chest.

Then, he spoke to the phone in very standard French.

“Oui, moéded?cesoir.”

After replying, Chen Ziyang went downstairs after talking for a few more words.

Going downstairs to a room, he picked up a book from the bookshelf, and he won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1915. The book was named "John Christopher"

Compared to babies who play the little companion children's songs at this age.
Chapter completed!