Chapter 901
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Sleepwalking, it was impossible to sleepwalk, how could he sleepwalk in broad daylight!
Soon, Mo Boyuan grasped the main point from his mother's words:
"Mom, you mean that brat Mo Zhining told you that I don't give my wife pocket money?"
Good, very good, very good …
Although he did not hear what his father said on the phone clearly, the little one shuddered and felt a chill down his spine.
Mother Mo did not believe that her son would be so stingy:
"Cough, alright, alright, who said it was that important?
Brat, if you dare to treat my daughter-in-law badly, your father and I will definitely break your legs! "
On the phone, Mo Boyuan chuckled:
"Let Mo Zhining answer the phone!"
Mother Mo handed the phone to her grandson, but the little one was so scared that he did not dare to reach out to take it. His hands were directly behind his back.
Mother Mo thought that her grandson was unwilling to answer his father's call because of the previous incident, so she softly comforted him:
"Ning Ning, answer the phone, it's your father."
Left with no choice, the little one could only obediently take the phone:
"Dad!" He called softly, still scared.
On the phone, how could Mo Boyuan not hear the trembling in his son's voice:
"Now you're scared? Why weren't you scared when you accused your father of anything? "
"Dad, I …"
"You what? You dare to say that you didn't? Also, when did I not give your mother pocket money? "
He was so angry that his cheeks hurt.
He wanted to say that from the moment his mother stepped into the Mo family, his father had never lacked pocket money for his mother!
More than ten years ago, everyone was still young and did not have the right to apply for a bank card, so they only gave cash. Later on, when they could apply for a bank card, they would transfer money every month on time. When did they ever delay for a month?
This brat, how did he come to such a genius conclusion?
The little one was also very nervous when he heard this, but then he carefully recalled: It seemed that, it seemed that his mother really did not say that his father did not give him pocket money, but he subconsciously thought so!
Hiss ~
After figuring this out, a certain little guy drooped even more like a cabbage.
"Dad, Ning Ning is wrong."
Heh.
The man's cold voice came from the phone again:
"It's too late!"
The little one was scared out of her wits.
"Then, then, then … what does dad want to do?"
Would he spank his little butt?
No, no, it hurts.
Maybe he was too afraid of his little butt being spanked, so he accidentally hung up the phone. The phone rang, the little one quickly returned it to Mother Mo.
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