Just as he was about to hang up the phone, Special Assistant Sun called out: "Second Young Master?"
"What?" Song Zixuan is getting busy now and doesn't want to disturb him. "If there's nothing particularly important, don't disturb me."
Special Assistant Sun originally wanted to tell him that the attack on the Lu family was going smoothly. When Song Zixuan said this, his original intention to share the joy with him suddenly cooled down. Instead, he said: "It's okay. I wish you success."
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After closing the line, Song Zixuan began to prepare for today's events.
He took out the necklace that Zhong Zhenzhen didn't buy that day because it was too expensive. When he stood up, his foot slipped and he almost tripped over something.
Song Zixuan lowered his head and saw a wet towel
He didn't remember that he had brought such a towel into the house. Then he thought about it. He slept very well last night and his face felt cool and comfortable. Could it be that someone used this towel to put it on his face?
He opened the door, and Zhong Zhenzhen, who was lying on the sofa, turned over and complained to Zhong Xiaozhe, who was pestering her: "Stop making trouble, I'll sleep for a while."
Song Zixuan curled his lips, she was the one who put it on his face, but she was too unprofessional. She threw the towel everywhere, causing him to almost fall.
Song Zixuan stood at the door and waved to Zhong Xiaozhe, "Come here."
Zhong Xiaozhe ran over in a hurry, "I'm hungry, please make me breakfast." He swallowed, and he still had endless aftertaste of yesterday's chicken soup.
"Then don't disturb Zhong Zhenzhen, just go and brush your teeth obediently," Song Zixuan ordered.
"No." Zhong Xiaozhe glanced at Zhong Zhenzhen on the sofa, "I want to sit there and watch TV."
"Then..." Song Zixuan held his chin as if thinking, "Do you still want yesterday's homework?"
"Damn it" Zhong Xiaozhe stamped his foot, "I wouldn't have believed you if I had known"
"By the way, yesterday I exchanged ten candy shops for you. You must do it today, otherwise, I won't return it to you together with the homework book."
Threatened again
Zhong Xiaozhe was anxious. He looked at Song Zixuan with tears in his eyes and almost burst into tears.
"Don't cry." Song Zixuan immediately knelt down and touched his head, "Xiaozhe, be obedient. I will give you whatever you want from now on."
"A lot of toys, a lot of food, and..." Zhong Xiaozhe thought about it and it seems that there are only these two.
Song Zixuan raised his eyebrows, wondering if his son could be a promising person. He could only eat and play.