"My house? What are you kidding? My house is not here..." Without Ning Xi, no matter how luxurious the palace is, it is just a cold house.

Although I am afraid and angry, there is another more important thing right now.

That's...

He wanted to pee, but he had been holding it in for a long time.

Ning Baby struggled restlessly in Sanbo's arms. Sanbo was old after all, so soon, Ning Baby quickly turned around and jumped out of Sanbo's arms.

Although it is short legs, the frequency is very fast, and it is far away from Sanbo in a blink of an eye.

Even San Bo can't catch up.

...

It was already nine o'clock when Zhan Hanjue ended his bored dinner with Ning Yang.

In the fast-moving luxury car, Ache was tense, putting his hands on the steering wheel, and his eyes were inadvertently looking at Zhan Hanjue through the car mirror.

Zhan Hanjue's expression became extremely conspicuous when he thought of Zhan Chenye's courage to contradict him.

"Where is that kid now?"

A cold voice came from the back row, wrapped in a layer of frost. Ache asked knowingly, and even pretended to be innocent: "Young Master Jue, didn't you tell me not to chase the young master?"

Zhan Hanjue's deep black eyes sank, and a low air pressure suddenly filled the car: "You let him, a three-year-old child, run around outside?"

"...Cough." Ache cleared his throat. If it weren't for the wrong atmosphere, he would have laughed out loud, so he knew that Jue Shao was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

He said he didn't care about the young master, but he loved him very much.

"We didn't dare to get too far away when you and Miss Ning were having dinner outside, so we really didn't send anyone to find the young master, but I privately informed Sang Bo to take the young master home."

Zhan Hanjue raised his eyes and saw the slightly twitching curve of Ache's mouth, as if he was holding his smile.

"Are you watching my joke?"

"No, I..."

"Half the bonus this month."

Ache immediately collapsed and felt aggrieved and grieved: "Young Master..."

"If you say it, you will deduct it all." Zhan Hanjue's eyes were like torches, and there was no doubt.

A Che: "..."

Unlucky, the boss is difficult to deal with, and the employees are suffering.

Soon after, the car also arrived at the Zhan Mansion.

The Zhan Mansion is brightly lit in the night, as bright as daylight.

Under the moonlight, the bright lights on the trees on the landscape reflect a different kind of beautiful scenery.

Hearing the sound of the car shutting off from the garage, Sanbo was guarding the door of the children's room and anxiously asked the servant: "Hurry up, Mr. Jue is back, have you packed up?"

"Okay, OK." The male servant said in a verbal manner, pushing out the Ning Baby wearing silk pajamas.

Ning Baby, who was fiddled with as a doll, had anger in her clear eyes.

Just half an hour ago, he was forcibly taken to the bathroom to take a shower and change his clothes by a servant.

Sanbo despised his small T-shirt's fabric too rough, so he threw away all his clothes, and forced him to change into a new silk pajama, which was very suitable for his skin, as smooth and soft as cream.

I have to say that it suits his body size quite well...

The color is too old-fashioned.

Pure black made him look much older.

The maid gently wiped Ning Baby's wet hair with a towel and casually grabbed a slightly curly hairstyle.

After leaving the bath, Ning Baby was fair and tender, with delicate facial features. When she glared at Sang Bo with her cheeks, Sang Bo felt soft-hearted.

The young master is so cute.

He took Ning Baby's men downstairs to the hall and taught him earnestly: "Young Master, Master Jue is coming back soon. No matter what happened to you before, you must apologize later, do you know?"

"baffling."

Ning Baby snorted coldly, but her eyes were a tall and strong male body.

Zhan Hanjue walked into the hall with his slender legs and habitually took off his suit jacket. The servant respectfully took it and hung it on the clothes hanger. He raised his eyes slightly. The man's gaze coincided with Ning Baby's surprised eyes.

Ning Baby's pink and tender lips were slightly opened, pointing at Zhan Hanjue incredibly.

Why does he look so much like himself?

"you--"

"What am I?" Zhan Hanjue's strong body buried in the sofa, pursing his lips unhappily: "Is this what you should do to your elders? Come here."

He dared to shy his face in public when he was only three and a half years old, and this wind must not last long.

Ning Baby remained unmoved, Zhan Hanjue looked too similar to himself...

It made him feel an unknown fear.

In order to cover up this fear, he swept over Zhan Hanjue, put his hands on his chest, deliberately looking up arrogant and unyielding: "Then why don't you know how to love you?"

"..." Everyone gasped.

Young Master is plucking hair on the tiger's head, right?

"Young Master, stop making trouble. Jue is your father. He has always been the only one. Come over and pour him a cup of tea and admit your mistake. Today, this matter will be over." Sang Bo whispered.

Ning Baby is like a stingy little prince: "I'm going to say the same thing, he will come here."

The next moment, the tall man who had just sat on the sofa suddenly stood up, and the originally extremely spacious hall suddenly seemed cramped.

Even the air is depressed.

Zhan Hanjue's black eyes narrowed dangerously and fell on Ning Baby's small figure—

"What did you say?"

A bitter aura came. Ning Baby was so scared by this momentum that she almost retreated. She suddenly thrust her chest proudly, covering up her drum-like mood, pretending to be calm, her white and tender little hand put on her hips and then on her hips.

"I was walking well on the road. You suddenly tied me back. What do you want to do? I tell you that if you don't let me go, I will warn you to traffic and abuse children."

"..." The sound of air sucking comes one after another again.

"Very good. Since you said I abused you, wouldn't this charge betray you?" Zhan Hanjue laughed furiously, as if he had heard some funny joke: "Sang Bo, take him to the confinement room, when will he admit his mistake, and when will he let him out?"

Sang Bo's blood was surging and he was anxious to advise: "Young Master, Young Master Jue is really angry, please admit your mistake quickly."

"I'm angry too." Ning Baby pulled the corners of her mouth and widened her eyes angrily: "Big Demon King, don't think that she looks a little like me. She is my elder, and I will be scared by you and dream."

Zhan Hanjue: "..."

maid:"……"

Sanber: "…"

What happened to the young master tonight?

Did he be suppressed by Jue Shao for a long time before, so he was so rebellious when it broke out?

Zhan Hanjue's authority in Zhan Mansion was so provoked, and he was furious, and his forehead was suddenly bulging-

"I've been so wild after just a few hours of letting you out? Zhan Chenye, if you don't teach you the rules well, do you think that Zhan Mansion is now up to you?"

"What Zhan Chenye? I'm not... um..."

Ning Baby opened her eyes in surprise and opened her red face. She was about to explain, but the words were still circling in her throat. San Bo picked him up and reached out to cover his mouth again.

Baby Ning widened her dark eyes and signaled him to let go.

"Mr. Jue, I'm sorry, it's because I didn't take good care of the young master. The young master must have suffered a cold at night, so he was not very clear, so he was talking nonsense. I'll take him to the confinement room now."

Sang Bo's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his whole heart jumped to his throat.

I would rather let the young master go to the confinement room to calm down than keep him confronting Zhan Hanjue and his son.

"Um..." Ning Baby's short legs were kicking in the air, but San Bo hugged him tightly. No matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of it, and was locked in the so-called confinement room.

It is called a confinement room, but it is actually a room on the third floor near the corner of the stairs.

The main color is black, white and gray, which is slightly cold, but it is cleaned very clean by the servants without any trace of dust.

The air is fresh and the fragrance is everywhere.

There are some heavy books and some miscellaneous items on the glass coffee table, and a giant oil painting of characters is hung on the wall opposite...

The oil painting background is a little boy.

He was wearing a knight suit similar to the medieval century, wearing a handsome knight hat on his head, holding a long sword in his hand, his hair was neatly carved, his eyes were deep, his movements were standard, and he seemed like an elegant little noble...

Baby Ning was suddenly stunned.

Isn't this him?
Chapter completed!