Chapter 465
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However, the bureau chief didn't give Jian Yi the chance to do so.
As soon as they stepped out of the police station, the bureau chief didn't stop for a moment. He didn't even greet them before he slammed the door shut with a "bang"!
Jian Yi: "…"
Jian Chenglang: "…"
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This defensive posture against thieves, he had never guarded against him so well in the past!
Jian Chenglang's charming peach blossom eyes twitched slightly as he stared at the small and delicate children. A thoughtful look flashed across his face.
What did these four little guys do to them? Why were they even more disliked than he was?
However, looking at the two police officers' numb and lifeless faces, as if they had been ravaged countless times, they would probably be traumatized for the rest of their lives.
Jian Chenglang lowered his eyes and suddenly met Xi Yan's dark and calm eyes.
He raised his slender and fair fingers and smiled as he rubbed his head. In the end, he couldn't help but smile and say, "You guys are really good.
You actually did your homework all the way to the police station. You guys are even better than your dad! Your dad had never been to the police station when he was young! "
Jian Yi stood at the side and glanced at him indifferently.
When Jian Xiyan heard this, his dark and clean eyes suddenly lit up. He pursed his soft red lips as if he wanted to say something. The words were at the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say it. Just as he was about to write it down, Little Lu Li had already helped him say it:
"Really?"
Her jet-black eyes sparkled, and her crisp and tender voice was filled with joy. "Uncle, are we really more powerful than Uncle Jian?"
Before Jian Chenglang could reply, Qu Qianqian had already jumped up in joy. She said happily,
"That's great! We're really great! We're actually better than Uncle Jian! "
Jian Yi: "…"
Jian Yi looked at Jian Chenglang as if he could kill him alive.
Jian Chenglang looked wronged.
That wasn't what he meant!
He was just shooting his mouth off.
Zhang Yiming looked at Jian Yi and chuckled. His little chubby face looked like a flower as he smiled. "Uncle Jian, so you've never been to the police station when you were young. You're too weak!"
Jian Xiyan nodded her head heavily, indicating that her father was really too weak.
Then, he raised his writing board and looked at him seriously with his clear and bright eyes.
You're too weak.
I'm very good.
I'll be your father in the future.
Jian Yi: "…"
Jian Chenglang: "…"
Jian Chenglang: "!!!!"
F * ck!
Damn it!
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