Chapter 190
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The pitiful little follower hesitated for a few seconds before following him again. Jiang Tingxu chuckled in his heart.
After a while:
"Jiang Tingxu."
"Yes, what's the matter?"
The kettle was already filled with water and connected to the electricity.
He leaned against the cupboard and looked down at his conflicted son.
The little guy was really conflicted. His two little eyebrows were almost knitted together. He did not know what was troubling him to this extent.
The kettle gurgled. Jiang Tingxu did not disturb his son and smiled.
Finally, the little guy was done with his dilemma. He spoke very carefully:
"Jiang Tingxu, is Uncle Pei the stepfather you found for Ning Ning?" he asked.
Stepfather?
Jiang Tingxu was really shocked by his son's sudden question. He could not remain calm:
"Ahem, ahem, Ning Ning, why would you think that?"
Were all children these days so mature? He even knew about the stepfather?
How would Jiang Tingxu know that men, whether they were big or small, old or young, all had a natural ability?
That was, they had an innate sensitivity to those who had evil intentions and were eyeing what belonged to them.
Jiang Tingxu had long been included in his son's list. Naturally, when he saw Pei Rusi, he smelled something.
"Jiang Tingxu, is it true or not?"
Seeing his son's increasingly serious expression, Jiang Tingxu pursed his lips:
"No!"
It was really not true!
What could he and Pei Rusi have in common?
Wasn't it just a simple superior-subordinate relationship?
Moreover, Aunt Wen, the Pei family, and the Gu family's affairs were also involved.
It was completely impossible!
The little guy's eyes were still filled with doubt, but his expression softened:
"Well, that's good then," he said maturely.
Jiang Tingxu's lips twitched again. He crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows:
"How did you come up with such nonsense?"
He was very curious.
It was obvious that they had no relationship at all, okay?
The little guy pouted and did not say much. He pointed at the kettle.
"The water is boiling. Drink some water."
Oh my!
Jiang Tingxu could not do anything about his son. He turned around and unplugged the kettle. Then, he poured the water into the cup he had prepared:
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