However, Zhan Hanjue disagreed and said, "Zheng Ling, this is hereditary."

He did not think that Zhan Su's sensibility was due to the lack of maternal love. Even if there was such a reason, Zhan Hanjue would not admit it.

He didn't want to put a psychological burden on Zheng Ling.

Zheng Ling looked at Zhan Hanjue... Thinking of Zhan Hanjue in his youth, he seemed to have such otherworldly maturity.

Su Su and Zhan Hanjue do have a lot in common. They are both autistic, aloof and unkind. They also value love and justice. They have the same precocious wisdom.

She actually believed that Zhan Su's premature maturity might really come from heredity.

Suddenly, the phone dinged.

Zheng Ling turned on her phone and saw a text message from Han Bao: "My mother, I used to only respect Confucianism, but now I advocate the contention of a hundred schools of thought. This shows that the country's openness is open. The emperor specially implores the mother to express her desire for progress...

.”

Zheng Ling typed a few words back: "Speaking in human language?"

Han Bao changed to simple mode and said: "Mommy, I want to grow my hair long and perm it."

Zheng Ling's entire body felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was stunned.

Zheng Ling looked at the elegant thousand-character essay and asked Zhan Hanjue for help with a headache.

"What kind of monster does this kid want to be?"

Zhan Hanjue pursed his lips and smiled. Compared with Su Su's maturity and stability, Han Bao, a child with age-appropriate innocence. He was sunny and handsome, and his whole body was full of vitality. It was like a blazing sun that could bring joy to everyone around him.

Warm sunshine.

Zheng Ling said: "Brother Jue, there are many boys with long hair and permed hair. Don't be so nervous. I'll call and ask him."

Zheng Ling quickly called Han Bao.

After the call was connected, Han Bao's voice sounded excited.

When Zhan Hanjue saw this text message, he was so angry that he almost threw his phone out of the window.

Zheng Ling followed the ups and downs of his heart and said comfortingly: "Brother Jue, calm down."

Lord Zhanhan said angrily: "What on earth does he want to do? Grow his hair long and perm it? Is he going to gallop on the road of a national fairy? Does he know that he is a boy?"

"Daddy and Mommy have given you such a good appearance, but you don't cherish it. What else do you want to look like? Grow your hair long, perm it... Do you want to undergo a sex change surgery?

"

Han Bao covered his face and said, "Oh my God. So you are so open-minded. Then my son can rest assured."

Zheng Ling looked at Zhan Hanjue's dark face and said angrily: "I don't care. I just don't know if your father will agree to you becoming his daughter?"

"Mommy..."

"Don't call me mommy."

Han Baonu said: "Mommy, where did my son offend you?"

"It's beautiful."

Zheng Ling: "..."

Everyone has a love for beauty.

Han Baorao said helplessly: "Mommy, I just want to have long curly hair? That's all."

Zheng Ling: "..."

"You're a good boy, why should you keep your hair long?"

There seems to be no reason to object.

Zhan Hanjue took the phone and teased his son: "Why do you want to look so good?"

Han Bao said: "Daddy, my son wants to have a different hairstyle from Susu so as not to be mistaken for him."

Zhan Hanjue refused: "You can have a different hairstyle than Susu, but it must be short and straight."


Chapter completed!