The palms holding the handle of the wheelchair were giggling: "Colin, come here."
His voice was extremely gloomy and ferocious, which scared Colin's little body trembled, and then he glanced towards the door.
I was thinking about whether he was running fast or his father's car could run fast.
As long as he runs fast enough, he can escape from the bedroom in front of his father, then rush into the room next to him, and lock his father outside the door.
This way he will be safe.
The child's little thoughts naturally cannot escape the sharp eyes that have been seen through countless battles. Yan Mubei slowly twisted the wheelchair and smiled sinisterly: "You can't escape."
Colin flattened his lips and hummed and said, "Don't open his face and didn't look at him."
"Put down the computer, maybe I'll consider not slapping your ass."
"I won't put it, this computer is mine." Colin hugged the laptop tighter, estimating how long it would take to move the things inside.
"The little brat is even more robber than your dad." He actually said that Yan Mubei's computer was his: "Very good..."
After saying good words, Yan Mubei suddenly rushed forward. With the help of his arms, he bounced himself up and rushed towards Colin.
His movements were so fast and he was so fierce again that he scared Colin and was stunned.
Yan Mubei grabbed Colin's calves and dragged him, dragging him into front of him with the computer.
As he reached out to grab his computer, Colin screamed in fear, and hugged his hands tightly: "No, don't steal my computer."
"That's my computer." Yan Mubei pressed him with one hand and pulled the computer hard with the other hand.
Colin, who lost his computer, suddenly burst into tears: "Big bad guy, I hate you. If you steal my computer, I hate you. Woo, Mommy, I want Mommy."
Yan Mubeidihan: "A real man, why are you crying? Besides, your tricks of pretending to cry can't deceive me, shut up."
"Big bad guy, stinky cripple, stinky cripple..."
"...Who did you say is lame?" the teeth grinding sound.
Yan Mubei threw the computer onto the pillow, then lifted the little boy up, held his little shoulder tightly with both hands, and shook him hard: "Boy, who do you say you are limping? Damn, I am you,
You actually talk to me like this, are you tired of living, are you?"
"Ah, Mommy, help..." Colin really cried.
When I met those people in the past, whoever saw him look handsome and beautiful, wouldn't come forward to touch him and kiss him?
No one would ever be fierce at him, let alone pinch him and shake him hard.
The little three-year-old child could not withstand the power of his father, and he could not hold on in just a few strokes.
All the bad memories that Yan Mubei yelled at him in the past have now come up, and he cried even harder.
Actually, no wonder Colin. Although he has high IQ and strong learning ability, he is still a little kid, so he is not the opponent of a strong man and a strong boss.
As he cried, he called out Lin Qianqian, who was taking a bath in the bathroom.
When she ran out, her long hair was wet on her shoulders and her hands were just tied with a bath towel on her body.
Seeing Yan Mubei's appearance, she was shocked and rushed forward and snatched the child: "Yan Mubei, are you crazy?"
She knew he had a bad temper, but she didn't expect to attack their son.