President Daddy, you have to be good

Feng Jiuci ignored Qin Weiqian's words, got out of the car directly, and threw the car keys to one of the maids: "Have someone park it, I'll stay here tonight."

Upon hearing this, the servant hurriedly cast a questioning look at Qin Wei.

Qin Weiqian didn't expect that Feng Jiuci was not joking, so she quickly said, "My uncle doesn't stay with outsiders here."

"I'm not an outsider." Feng Jiuci replied.

The servant probably understood what was going on, and was very sorry: "I'm sorry Mr. Feng, the Emperor's Residence does have a habit of not staying overnight with guests."

"Then I'll go in and have a look at Doudou, right?" Feng Jiuci asked back.

The servant looked at Qin Weiqian.

Qin Weiqian said, "Then you can come in."

The servant hurriedly prepared two pairs of shoes.

"Miss, your hair is wet, do you want to prepare hot water for a bath?" the servant asked thoughtfully.

Qin Weiqian held her sticky hair and said, "Okay, go get ready, is uncle at home?"

"The Young Master's family is still working."

"Oh, then I don't need to tell him about my bringing guests back, so as not to affect his work."

"Ok."

The servant backed away.

Doudou and Qin Weiqian didn't live in the same room, and Qin Weiqian took Feng Jiuci to Doudou's house before taking a bath.

The little guy was very happy to see Feng Jiuci, he didn't do his homework, so he dropped his pen and ran towards Feng Jiuci.

"Uncle Feng, why are you here so late?" the little guy said in a childish voice.

Feng Jiuci said: "Send your mommy back, let's see you by the way."

He picked up the little thing and pinched his chubby face: "You little liar, how dare you lie to me?"

"What did I do?" Doudou was confused.

Feng Jiuci said: "You kept saying that your mommy went out with a handsome guy, so may I ask, is Xu Yan a handsome guy?"

Doudou's cheeks became hot: "Well, I didn't say that he must be a handsome guy, but he may also be a beautiful woman."

"Still talking nonsense?" Feng Jiuci narrowed his eyes dangerously, raised his hand and slapped Doudou's ass.

Doudou clutched her buttocks and screamed, "I didn't lie!"

Feng Jiuci spanked his ass again.

Doudou: "Recently there was indeed a handsome guy chasing Mommy. I thought Mommy was dating a handsome guy, so I told Uncle Feng that."

"Not a single word out of your mouth is true." Feng Jiuci snorted coldly, but didn't hit him again.

Doudou clutched her butt, not happy at all, she broke away from Feng Jiuci's arms aggrievedly, and ran to do her homework.

The little guy is not big, but the writing desk is very big. There are a lot of books on the table, almost piled up to the height of a hill.

Feng Jiuci thought that these were the books that Jiang Jue bought and threw in Doudou's room, but after asking, he found out that these were all the courses that Jiang Jue arranged for Doudou, and all the content in it required Doudou to complete, just the homework , Doudou has to write a big book a day.

"Are these your homework?" Feng Jiuci picked up a stack of thick exercise books.

Doudou said: "Yes, but the stack in Uncle Feng's hand is my homework for next week, and this stack is what I will write this week."

"What do you usually do at home?" Feng Jiuci asked.

Doudou bit the pen and tried to remember: "Just eat and study and do homework. By the way, my oral English teacher taught me a few words of French tonight, and I memorized them all. Uncle Feng, let me know if my pronunciation is standard."

Doudou, who had learned a little knowledge, couldn't help showing off in front of Feng Jiuci.

Feng Jiuci sounded quite standard, but Doudou had too much study and homework.

He only knew that Doudou was studying with Jiang Jue, but he didn't expect that his task would be so heavy.

"Come back to Qinyuan with me tomorrow. I will teach you these courses myself." Feng Jiuci said.

Doudou shook her head: "No, my uncle and grandpa have already hired a good teacher for me, and my salary has been paid. I'd better study by myself."

"A teacher doesn't cost much, and it's better for him to teach you than for me to teach you."

Doudou said: "Who said there is only one teacher? I have five or six teachers. Each teacher is responsible for different content. Uncle Feng is busy with so many jobs on weekdays, and he also spends time with the third party. If you have free time to coax me to deal with my mommy, how can you have time to teach me to read."

The man laughed out of anger, for a moment he didn't know what to say to Doudou.

"Who taught you this? When did I do something like this?"

Doudou bit her little lip aggrievedly: "Is there still a need for someone to teach you? Uncle Feng has brought people home, even if I am a three-year-old child, I should know that you, Hong Xing, are cheating."

"Who is your idiom teacher? Does this idiom describe it like this?" Feng Jiuci asked angrily.

Doudou: "It's almost the same. I mean, don't be too angry, Uncle Feng. After all, this is not the first time this has happened. Don't worry, I will definitely tell Mommy about it."

The man can't laugh or cry.

But what can he do?

Seeing the little guy's unreasonable little mouth, he really wanted to beat him up, but it was his own child, how could he be willing to do it?Forget it, your own son, admit it.

The anger in his heart could not be vented on Doudou, so Feng Jiuci had no choice but not to argue with him.It is unreasonable for children to quarrel, and Doudou is a fighter among cocks when they quarrel. Feng Jiuci has seen this little guy's skills.

Gently hugging Doudou in his arms, Feng Jiuci took a serious look at his homework and found that Doudou had already finished two of them today.

Jiang Jue is a ruthless person. He trained his son as a supernatural power. With so much homework a day, he will drive this little thing crazy sooner or later.

The Jiang family's way of educating people should not be used on his son.

"Stop doing this homework, go to bed." Feng Jiuci closed Doudou's homework book.

Doudou said: "But, uncle and grandpa will come to check after work."

"I'll look for him later. Tonight, he won't come to you. Leave this homework until tomorrow, or don't write it at all."

Feng Jiuci directly turned off the lamp on the desk, and told Doudou to go back to sleep.

With the backing of Feng Jiuci, Doudou really stopped writing, and ran back to the room, clutching the quilt tightly, and played with the phone.

Seeing this scene, the housekeeper responsible for supervising Doudou couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Feng, it's not good for you to do this. The young master will be angry if he finds out."

"Then you tell him that if he doesn't like it, he can send Doudou to Qinyuan. As a father, I am happy to teach my son myself."

As soon as Feng Jiuci's words fell, there was a sound of steady footsteps outside the door.

Surrounded by servants, Jiang Jue walked in.

He said: "Mr. Feng has a good memory. If you don't say this today, I almost forget that Doudou has a father."