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Chapter 459

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As soon as Hughes said this, the little guys looked at each other with a trace of sympathy in their eyes.

It was as if they were saying: Hey, Uncle Yongyi doesn't seem to be as smart as Uncle Lu said.

With that thought, Little Lu Li felt that Uncle Yongyi was very pitiful.

So, her fair and tender little hand patted Hughes' arm, who was sitting on the sofa. She opened her big black eyes and comforted him in a childish, crisp voice.

"It's okay, Uncle. Don't be sad. Actually, we don't know how to do that either! We're just like you. We're all stupid. We're all big idiots! It's normal that we don't know how to do that! "

Hughes: "…"

Song Ching-wan: "…"

Qu Qianqian also hurriedly said, "That's right, Uncle. It's okay even if you're an idiot. We won't despise you. You just have to be good-looking."

Zhang Yiming and Jian Xi Yan nodded furiously at the side.

Zhang Yiming: "That's right, Uncle. You don't have to feel inferior at all. My dad told me that good-looking people are always right no matter what they do!"

Hughes: "…"

Song Ching-wan: "…"

Are you kids all so shallow? Do you only look at faces?!

Also, who are you calling an idiot?!!!

Hughes' team members, who were eavesdropping outside the door, almost couldn't hold back their laughter. This was probably the first time their boss had been called an idiot, and he couldn't even refute it. These little guys were simply too good at it. Every sentence they said forced people into a dead end. Every sentence made people want to beat them to death! Yet, they couldn't help but want to laugh.

They were simply four little buffoons.

Hughes' good upbringing of more than 30 years almost broke down. He glanced at Song Ching-wan quietly. Song Ching-wan clenched her fist and coughed lightly. She was embarrassed.

"They're just a little naive. Cough, they're really not stupid."

Hughes: "…"

He took a deep breath and his indifferent blue eyes fell on them. He calmly changed the topic. His voice was still cold and monotonous.

"Don't you want to do your homework?"

"Right." The little girl raised her hand and patted her head. Her eyes widened. "We have to start doing our homework!"

As she spoke, the little girl hurriedly hugged her homework and praised Wessel excitedly and generously, "Uncle, you're so awesome! He actually knows that we haven't done our homework yet! Even my father doesn't know! You're really amazing! "

The little girl had completely forgotten that she had wanted him to teach her how to do her homework.

Hughes: "…"

At this moment, Qu Qianqian also came over with her homework. When she heard this, her eyes lit up. "Uncle, since you're so smart, do you know which page we have to do today? There's a prize for guessing right! "

Zhang Yiming was also interested. "Yes, uncle, guess which page of homework we are going to do today. If you guess correctly, I will give you all my candies!"

The little girl raised her hand excitedly. "Me, me too! I'll also give all my candies to Uncle! "

Jian Xi Yan and Qu Qianqian nodded, indicating that they had no problem giving their candies to Houston.

Hughes saw that the topic had been diverted again.

He raised his slender, pale fingers and pressed his temples. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again. His cold blue eyes revealed deep impatience.

Hughes had been in a superior position all these years. No one dared to refute or resist the orders he passed down. Now that he wanted to teach them how to do their homework, he was repeatedly interrupted. It was needless to say how annoyed he was.

Song Ching-wan seemed to know what he was thinking and hurriedly stopped him.

"Hey, calm down, calm down. These four are the flowers of our motherland, the future of our country. You can't hit them. You really can't hit them. And if you hit them, if their father comes looking for you, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk out of this hospital."

Song Ching-wan thought for a moment and said sincerely, "But you can scold them …"

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