Chapter 2248
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Since the soft approach didn't work, he could only resort to the hard approach.
Children were timid and didn't like being frightened.
Little Pomelo was stunned and stared at Zhuge Yan.
He actually said that he was going to beat her up!
Zhuge Yan stared at Little Pomelo, his gaze deep. "I'm not scaring you. I'm very fierce when I beat you up. Be good and don't cry."
Little Pomelo was speechless.
She really stopped crying, but there was a hint of anger on her face as she stared at Zhuge Yan.
Beat her up?
Even an adult with good skills wouldn't be able to beat her up, right?
Little brother, you're too confident!
She stared at Zhuge Yan and ordered, "Look into my eyes."
Zhuge Yan was speechless.
Look into her eyes?
Zhuge Yan's gaze met Little Pomelo's. The moment he deliberately revealed a fierce look, his eyes became misty and he looked absent-minded.
Little Pomelo said softly, "Squat there and count the ants with Oranges!"
Zhuge Yan turned around and looked back at Oranges. He squatted beside him and counted the ants with Oranges. "One, two, three, four …"
Oranges looked at Zhuge Yan in surprise.
Why did his brother come to count ants with him?
He had counted a few times and it was all messed up. He was about to get angry!
Brother Yan seemed to be counting very well!
Oranges sat at the side and watched very seriously as Zhuge Yan counted the ants.
Little Pomelo took a glance and looked at Oranges. "Oranges, come here."
Oranges said, "Brother Yan is still counting the ants."
Little Pomelo said softly, "There are a lot of ants and it will take a while to count. Let's go swing and come back later to ask him. He should be done by then."
Oranges took a look. There were indeed a lot of ants.
He nodded. "Alright."
She took the initiative to hold Little Pomelo's hand and skipped towards the swing.
Little Pomelo looked back at Zhuge Yan, who was still counting ants.
Beat me up?
Count, count, count properly. I'll let you count until your fingers break.
…
Old Master and Old Madam of the Zhuge Family felt that something was wrong. They walked to Zhuge Yan and asked softly, "Yan, what are you doing?"
Zhuge Yan said, "Counting ants."
The moment he said those words, he suddenly came to his senses and his body stiffened.
What … what was he doing?
Looking at the ants in front of him, his handsome face became more and more unsightly.
Was it that chubby chick?
He remembered that he was originally trying to scare her so that she wouldn't cry again!
In the end …
He squatted there, his face alternating between green and white.
The old lady of the Zhuge family stared at Zhuge Yan strangely. After a long while, she asked, "You … why are you counting ants?"
Zhuge Yan stood up, patted the creases on his pants and looked at his great-grandmother. "I'm bored. Can't I do it?"
The old lady of the Zhuge family said, "If you're bored, why don't you play with your sisters?"
Zhuge Yan's eyes were cold.
Still play?
He had already been toyed with like this!
The old lady of the Zhuge family said, "You're not counting anymore?"
Zhuge Yan said, "After being disturbed by you and my great-grandfather, I suddenly lost interest."
The old lady of the Zhuge family was speechless.
Was it necessary to have a personality to count ants?
She turned to look at Old Master Zhuge beside her.
Old Master Zhuge slapped Zhuge Yan's head. "Do you have one now?"
Zhuge Yan was speechless.
With one hand in his pocket, he looked at his great-grandfather.
Old Master Zhuge glared at him. "Before we leave Nangang City, if you don't become friends with Little Pomelo and build a good relationship with her, I'll skin you alive when we get back."
Zhuge Yan looked at Old Master Zhuge. "Grandpa, is it really okay for you to be like this in a harmonious society?"
Old Master Zhuge said, "What's wrong with it? Harmonious socialism, it suits you very well. "
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