Ultimate Torment! The Yandere Movie Queen Is Madly in Love with Me

Wen Yan chuckled, "You actually seized such a big handle on him, making him obediently listen?"

"I didn't expect Fu Jinzhou to be so obedient either. Maybe it's because he's afraid of affecting the Fu Corporation. I heard he was scolded by President Fu last time, and it seems they're going to strip him of his heir qualification."

Jiang Mo laughed as he spoke, really finding Fu Jinzhou hilarious.

Wen Yan patted Jiang Mo's back, "Is it that funny?"

"Wife, you don't know how miserable Fu Jinzhou is. He originally wanted to trip me up, but he didn't expect to be played by me. Now he can only film properly. He has so many fight scenes and so many lines. He's about to cry from memorizing lines."

Jiang Mo covered his stomach and laughed again, almost choking.

"He… he was even carried onto the car. He probably never dreamed that filming would be so tiring. He used to just say 1234567."

Just thinking about Fu Jinzhou's miserable appearance, for some reason, he just wanted to laugh.

"Stop laughing, you'll really choke and get a stomach ache if you laugh again. We're almost home. I wonder what Tangtang learned today."

Jiang Mo nodded, "Tangtang had a math class today. I'm going to check her homework to see if her accuracy has reached 100%."

Living room.

Baby Tangtang was still diligently drawing, her face and body covered in messy paint, a colorful little dumpling.

No, can't look, can't look.

But the little one came to him, patted his arm, "Little Uncle, Tangtang drawing."

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Wen Yi looked at the baby's colorful little face and couldn't help but laugh.

"You… did you draw a crow again today?"

"Crow, black!"

The little milk dumpling pointed to the crow on the drawing board, "Tangtang draw!"

"You drew so well, don't draw it next time."

This little guy probably really doesn't have a talent for drawing, she only draws black things.

The little dumpling received praise from her uncle and happily went back to drawing. Suddenly, she heard a familiar honking sound and dashed out with her little paintbrush.

Dad is back, Dad!

ε= = (づ′▽`)づ

As soon as Jiang Mo got out of the car, he saw a colorful little dumpling running over and hanging on his leg.

He twitched his lips, thinking he was seeing things.

"Dad."

"It's really you, Tangtang. Why are you so dirty? Even dirtier than yesterday. Didn't you have math today? How did you get so much paint on you?"

Jiang Mo picked up the little one on his leg and took a good look. Sure enough, there wasn't a single clean spot on her body, even her shoes were covered in paint.

Wen Yan: "…"

"Did you jump into a dye vat?"

The little milk dumpling wrapped her little hands around her dad, wanting a hug.

"Dad, hug."

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Jiang Mo looked at his dirty daughter and really couldn't bring himself to hug her, so he put her down on the ground.

"Baby, why did you get yourself so dirty? Didn't you learn math today?"

Tangtang raised her head, hugged her dad's leg with her little hands, and said in a milky voice, "Tangtang draw!"

"But you had a math class today, why are you drawing?" Jiang Mo asked in confusion.

"Dad, Tangtang like drawing."

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"Like?!"

Jiang Mo remembered the black crow his daughter drew yesterday again, does she really like it? But she doesn't have any talent.

"Like, Dad see, Tangtang draw."

The little milk dumpling took one of her dad's fingers and led him to the living room.

The living room was even more of a mess, even the sofa was covered in paint.

"Dad, Tangtang draw crow!"

The little one pointed to the painting on the drawing board with a small hand, it was almost the same as yesterday's, a dark thing, don't know what it is.

Jiang Mo: "…"

"You drew a crow again today, you drew it so well."

The little one was praised by her dad and jumped up happily, but she was too excited and sat down on the paint…

"Hahahaha, Tangtang's butt has also become colorful."

Wen Yi laughed so hard that he almost lost his mind.

Wen Yan really couldn't stand it anymore, lowered her head and covered her forehead, this… is this really her daughter?

Jiang Mo also twitched his lips helplessly, "Tangtang, Dad will take you to change your clothes first, okay?"

"Dad, Tangtang draw good."

The little one continued to point to the painting on the drawing board, she had been drawing it for a long time.

"Yeah, our Tangtang drew so well, it's the best painting Dad has ever seen, can we go take a bath now?"

Jiang Mo hasn't told many lies in his life, this is one of them.

The little one was praised by her dad again and nodded happily, hugging her dad's leg with her little arms. The paint on her body stained her dad's suit pants everywhere.

Jiang Mo was used to it, just wash it off, who told her to be his daughter.

Then, he hugged the little one in his arms, "We're going to take a bath."

Wen Yi looked stunned, "I go! Brother-in-law! You can hug such a dirty little guy??"

He felt disgusted just looking at her, but his brother-in-law could actually hug her?!

Jiang Mo rubbed the baby's little head, "No way, who told her to be my daughter."

"Dad."

ε= = (づ′▽`)づ

The little one stuck her face to her dad's face again, and the paint on her face was rubbed on her dad's face.

Wen Yi shook his head repeatedly, "Can't stand it, brother-in-law, take her to wash quickly, seeing her so dirty is polluting my eyes."

"Uncle, bad!"

The little milk dumpling glared at her uncle fiercely.

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Although she didn't understand what her uncle was saying, it definitely wasn't anything good.

Jiang Mo smoothed the little one's hair and rubbed her dirty hair.

"Baby, we're going to take a bath."

Jiang Mo gave the little milk dumpling a good wash, washing off the paint on her body, face, and hair, and the water was dyed black.

"Look how dirty you are?"

Tangtang stuck out her little tongue, "Dad, Tangtang dirty."

"You even know you're dirty. Didn't Dad say today was a math class, why did you draw again?"

Jiang Mo wiped the little milk dumpling's hair and put on a clean little pajamas, furry with rabbit ears.

"Dad, Tangtang want draw."

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Jiang Mo explained patiently, "Math class needs to learn math, can't draw."

"Dad, Tangtang can, no learn."

The little one pouted and shook her head.

Jiang Mo asked, "Do you know all those math problems? Did you do your math problems well today?"

Tangtang nodded, "Finish."

"Dad wants to check how much your accuracy is."

Jiang Mo took the little one out, and Tangtang quickly handed the little notebook on the table to her dad.

"Dad, Tangtang finish!"

(´ つ ヮ ⊂ ︎)

She had finished these simple questions long ago!

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