You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 3984: Qi

Gu Junzhu tilted the corners of his mouth with a cold expression: "I think he has other ideas."

Xie Jinfei asked: "What other ideas?"

Gu Junzhu sneered and said nothing.

Ye Xingbei hugged the little sapling, watched Gu Qingrun apply medicine to the sapling, and said softly, "I think Xiaoci is less and less talkative at home recently, and doesn't play much with the sapling and the others. , when you have time, shut yourself in the study and draw."

"Yes," Qin Junye said, "we asked him to hang out with us, but he always said that Grandpa Zhai gave him homework and asked him to paint. Why did Grandpa Zhai give him so much homework? He was always drawing, drawing, drawing endlessly.”

Ye Xingbei sighed and looked up at Gu Junzhu: "Ask Xiaochi, where did Xiaoci go? He is still a child, whether he is right or wrong, we can't ignore him."

Gu Jun nodded one by one, took out his mobile phone and called Gu Chi: "Where's Xiaoci?"

"I ran out of the house, and I followed him," Gu Chi said, "after he ran out, he took a taxi by himself. Looking at the direction, he probably wanted to go to Zhai's old house."

"Okay, I get it," Gu Junzhu said, "you can just send someone to follow him. Come back."

"Okay, young master, I understand." Gu Chi responded.

Gu Junzhu hung up the phone, "Going to Zhai's old house."

"Oh..." Ye Xingbei sighed again: "I think so too, in the capital, if he doesn't know where he lives, he can go to Zhai's hometown."

Gu Junzhu did not speak.

Watching Gu Qingrun treat the wound of the little sapling, he took the unhappy little sapling into his arms, looked down at him and said, "Son, don't be unhappy, today's business, you do Yes, Dad is proud to have such a caring and sensible son like you!"

"I'm not right," said the little sapling, "I accidentally dripped watermelon juice on the painting that Brother Xiaoci worked so hard to draw, which made Brother Xiaoci angry."

"It's really wrong that you put watermelon juice on brother Xiaoci's painting," Gu Junzhu asked, "but, have you apologized to brother Xiaoci?"

"Well," the little sapling nodded, "I apologize to brother Xiaoci."

"If you have done something wrong, apologize earnestly, and find a way to make up for it, you are a good boy," Gu Junzhu said, "Wen Qiuci's painstakingly painted paintings were dripped with watermelon juice by you. He should be angry. Yes, but he shouldn't have pushed you and hurt you, so it's his fault, not you."

Speaking of this, he is full of anger.

He raised these children to nurture his sons, not to take care of their ancestors!

Don't talk about that painting, it's just a homework assignment by Mr. Zhai for Wen Qiuci. If it gets dirty, it will get dirty. It's a big deal to repaint it. Even if it's a masterpiece, it's worth millions or tens of millions , his son was dirty and damaged, and he was reluctant to move a finger of his son, but let Wen Qiuci push it against the wall and hurt his head.

He spoiled these children so much that they forgot who they were.

He is not a philanthropist, he has nothing to do with his little ancestors!

Wen Qiuci wanted too much. He took care of his family and couldn't tolerate it.

"No," Xiao Sapiao shook her head and said stubbornly, "It's my fault. If I were more careful and didn't drip watermelon juice on Brother Xiao Ci's painting, Brother Xiao Ci wouldn't be angry."