Before the golden-haired butler could make the call to inform him.
He was called to the study by the young master who had finished breakfast.
Their young master was really like a character in a martial arts novel.
How could a child be interested in the four arts from a young age?
Their young master was one!
The study was separate and there were also ink, paper, and inkstones that would only be used in ancient China.
The golden-haired butler deeply felt that he had made the right decision to come to the An family …
Those book friends didn't understand what it felt like to have a real-life expert bring in!
Their young master was definitely a legendary expert!
However, the golden-haired butler didn't know why his young master was looking for him at this time.
The only thing he could think of was that his young master would definitely warn him not to say anything he shouldn't say.
Don't ask him why he knew!
That was how online novels were written!
However, Qin Mo didn't say this. Instead, he asked, "Do you have any experience raising children?"
The golden-haired butler: …
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows. "En?"
En?
The golden-haired butler straightened his posture and temporarily treated it as the young master asking him for advice. "In the West, when raising children, we pay special attention to one thing. We have to cultivate the child's independence."
After saying that, he observed the young master's expression. He seemed quite satisfied.
He continued, "For example, it's better to let the child do it himself."
When Qin Mo heard this, he looked up. "May I ask, how old are you this year?"
"Young man, I'm 24," the golden-haired butler said in English.
After Qin Mo heard this, he put down the notebook in his hand. "24 years old shouldn't be married yet. I've read Western books. It seems like you have no experience in teaching children."
So?
The golden-haired butler didn't quite understand this sentence.
Qin Mo seemed to be specifying some plan and said to himself, "You still have to feed the baby tiger."
The golden-haired butler: … Young Master, since you have already decided, why are you asking me?
What's more, the baby tiger is still young?
You are the same age!
"Also, change my breakfast to milk in the future." When Qin Mo said this, there was no expression on his little face.
The golden-haired butler was confused. "Young Master, I thought you didn't like milk?"
Chairman An had even specifically mentioned this point in the kitchen. The young master had a preference for Chinese food and did not like milk with its fishy smell and foam. He rarely drank it.
Why did they suddenly want to change breakfast?
Qin Mo's fingers paused when he heard the butler's question.
What else could it be?
For three centimeters.
"Young Master?" The golden-haired butler glanced sideways and asked again.
Qin Mo's expression was calm. "From today onwards, I like it."
The golden-haired butler was speechless. He thought that his young master was really unpredictable.
Just at this moment, he suddenly heard a cute little voice with the aura of a tiger.
"Momo!"
The young golden-haired butler turned his head, and sure enough, it was Miss Jiu.
Qin Mo saw the little tiger walking over with hot water in her paws. He raised his eyes and gave the blonde butler a look.
The golden-haired butler did this very well. His eyes lit up as soon as he saw it. His comprehension ability was very strong.
No, he had a stomach full of things to tell Chairman An. He had to calm down and summarize!
Bo Jiu, who was in the study room, still didn't know what had happened. She wagged her little tail and watched as her little princess drank the hot water she brought over.
His heart was filled with boundless satisfaction.
Yesterday, Momo didn't drink the food she brought over. Today, she didn't resist.
This was a good sign.
She believed that soon, her little princess would agree to buy herself to her.
She was so happy.
Qin Mo drank the hot water in the cup and his throat felt much better.
Then, he looked at the little tiger wagging her tail in front of him.
He completely rejected the young butler's suggestion.
The little tiger already knew how to take care of him. She didn't need to cultivate any independence.
However, there was one thing that didn't develop according to Qin Mo's plan.
After the little tiger watched him drink the medicine, she suggested going home. She wagged her tail and said, "Mommy is back. She must be pestered by Dad again. I have to go and act cute. Otherwise, Mommy will be worried."
He knew that what the little tiger said was right.
But his original plan was to teach her how to write.
In this case, he could only stay in the study room.
Qin Mo told himself that it wasn't a big deal. In fact, it would be quieter.
Bo Jiu saw the little princess agree. Then, she stood beside the study table and picked up the brush on the table. She looked at his face, which was half hidden in the light.
He seemed to need someone to hug him.
As Bo Jiu thought about this, she couldn't control herself. She used a little more force and hugged him. However, the brush fell and the other end successfully scratched Qin Mo's face.
There was a second of awkwardness.
Bo Jiu started to realize that she was too rough. She reached out her claws to scratch her ears.
Her little princess would definitely call her name again.
Unexpectedly, that person just glanced at her. Then, he took out a piece of paper and wiped his dirty face.
The more he did this, the more Little Tiger Bo felt guilty and flustered.
Qin Mo was clear about one thing. Naturally, he had to treat her differently if she was raised by him or not.
If he raised her, he had to teach her slowly.
"Don't rush over like this in the future."
Bo Jiu nodded and said, "Momo, can you not practice your calligraphy first?"
"Why?" After Qin Mo wiped his face clean, he gave off the feeling of a little prince.
Bo Jiu held his hand. "I want to bring you to meet my parents. You took care of me for the whole night yesterday. I have to tell my dad."
This was a historic development. She still had to learn from her dad about what to do next.
Qin Mo paused when he heard her words.
He thought that she would definitely come often in the future.
From an etiquette point of view, he should indeed greet Uncle Bo and the others.
If Grandpa An were to find out about this, he would definitely laugh at him again.
After all, when had his grandson ever taken the initiative to visit anyone?
Now, he was convinced by the little tiger's words.
It was really a miracle.
But today, Qin Mo really didn't want to stay in the study alone.
In the past, he didn't think that there was anything wrong with this.
It was probably because there was a little tiger beside him.
Suddenly, without her, the study became very cold and cheerless.
After finding a reason to convince himself, Young Master Qin tidied up.
Young Master Qin packed up and took out his own down jacket with a furry collar. He covered the little tiger with it.
At this moment, Bo Jiu didn't feel any pressure wearing Qin Mo's clothes. Instead, it made her little face look even better.
The two of them were wearing the same brand of jacket.
Young Master Qin had a taste in clothes since he was young. It was probably because of Movie Queen An's influence.
Now, the two of them were wearing the same series of down jackets and stepping on the white snow. No matter how one looked at them, they gave off the feeling that they were carved out of jade.
Bo Jiu was very happy because the little princess let her hold his hand and walk away.
But there was one bad thing. For some reason, every time the little princess looked at her shoulder, his gaze would change.
As for this point.
The golden-haired butler, who stood at the door and sent the two children away, must have discovered the secret of why the little young master set the standard for breakfast to be milk.
The little young master must be concerned about the problem of height!
From the looks of it.
The little young master was indeed shorter than Miss Jiu.
After the golden-haired butler caught this information, he called his boss.
After Old Master An heard about this, he smiled so much that there were more wrinkles at the corner of his eyes. Ah!
His grandson also had this kind of moment.
Was he starting to drink milk because of his height problem?
When Old Master An smiled, he rejoiced again that he had brought his grandson here.
No, it should be said that being able to meet the little tiger of the Bo family was the most important thing.
On the other side.
This was the first time Little Bo Jiu brought someone home as a guest.
Her father hid too many little secrets and it wasn't convenient for others to see them.
As the little tyrant of the area.
Those people couldn't understand why she liked the little keyboard.
To those who didn't understand her.
Naturally, Bo Jiu wouldn't bring it home.
Momo was different.
She knew that the little keyboard was very important to her. She even wiped it for her and let her hug it.
Anyway, how did Little Tiger Bo see her little princess now?
Mr. Bo didn't expect that his Lord Jiu would bring Young Master Qin from across the street to freeload.
He had originally set up the image of a man who relied on women. After seeing Qin Mo, he raised his eyebrows lazily.
Qin Mo was a smart person. He thought of the adult he saw at home and the adult who was wearing a headband on his head and dressed like a student.
He called out calmly, "Uncle Bo."
Mr. Bo smiled. "Good boy."
This little devil from the Qin family was really interesting.
But no matter how interesting he was, he would probably fall into the hands of his Lord Jiu.
He knew very well that when his Little Ninth Master wanted something, his passion could melt a person's heart.
He could do whatever he wanted.
Mr. Bo invited them to sit down elegantly.
Mrs. Bo was wearing a business suit and a pair of black high heels. It seemed like she was going out. However, when she saw her daughter, the coldness in her eyes melted. She bent down and carried her daughter up. "Was Jiu obedient today?" Mrs. Bo looked at Mrs. Bo.
"Yes," Bo Jiu promised obediently. "I wasn't naughty at all."
Mrs. Bo smiled lightly and pinched her nose. When she saw Qin Mo standing on the other side, a hint of surprise flashed past her eyes. Her Jiu would never bring little children home.
This was the first one.
Moreover, he had Chinese blood in him.
Mrs. Bo was a businessman. She had seen many different kinds of people.
But no child could be more outstanding than the little boy in front of her.
It would remind her of the ancient poems she had learned before she went abroad.
A bandit prince standing gracefully.
He was young but noble.
Where did her Jiu get to know such a little friend?
Bo Jiu noticed her mother's gaze. She turned her tiger eyes and came out of her arms. She ran to Qin Mo and held his hand. "Mom, this is Momo. Yesterday, he took care of me for the whole night and even fed me medicine."
Mrs. Bo knew that her Jiu never praised people easily.
The father and daughter were always indolent to everyone.
They rarely took a liking to anyone.
Now, the look in her daughter's eyes wasn't as simple as this boy taking care of her.
Mrs. Bo wanted to say something.
But she saw the boy make a movement.
It was a very small movement.
He just stretched out his hand to help her Jiu pull up her sleeves.
Her Jiu had been smart since she was young. Her memory was different from other children.
Mrs. Bo wasn't at home. Sometimes, she wondered if this kind of memory was imperceptibly influenced by others.
This was both a good and bad thing for children.
If their intelligence was high, they might not be able to make friends during their childhood.
She was always worried that no one would take care of her Jiu.
Now, it seemed that she didn't have to worry so much.
Among her peers, there were people who could understand her Jiu.
It seemed that not only did they understand her, they even did the job of a mother.
"Thank you, Little Prince Mo, for taking care of my Jiu." Mrs. Bo bent down and touched Qin Mo's head gently. "You haven't eaten lunch, right? I'll make something for you and Jiu later."
Qin Mo didn't say anything.
Mr. Bo opened his mouth. "Don't you have a meeting to rush to? As expected, you are just coaxing me."
Mrs. Bo glanced at him. What she meant was that there was a child around and he, the older child, should wait for a while.
Mr. Bo placed his hand behind his back. "It seems like I'm going to fall out of favor."
It was just two sentences.
Qin Mo knew what kind of situation this family was in.
It was completely different from his family.
His mother was taken care of by his father. He took care of everything and was very gentle and considerate.
It didn't seem like she was in the army at all.
But the dignity of the family was still there.
And his mother was always controlled by his father.
On the other hand, Uncle Bo was very unscrupulous when he lived off a woman.
Auntie Bo was basically in charge of coaxing the two children.
One was the little tiger and the other was Uncle Bo.
Qin Mo thought that he might be able to help Auntie Bo. Before the meal started, he naturally brought the little tiger to the side, leaving more space for Uncle Bo to live off a woman.
This was also the reason why the latter found this kid more and more pleasing to the eye.
Not bad, he was quite smart.
Mr. Bo thought about it and took up more of his wife's time.
She used her actions to tell his CEO that she didn't need to care about the two children. The one who needed to be cared about was him, the older child.
That was indeed the case.
Little Tiger Bo's attention wasn't on her mother anymore.
Instead, she really wanted to introduce her things to her little princess.
This wasn't because of her father.
She wanted to be closer to her little princess.
When Qin Mo followed the little tiger into the room, he realized that this room was different from the other children's rooms.
It wasn't because of the decorations.
It was because it was impossible to put three computers in a child's room.
Moreover, every computer was the latest model.
Not to mention the computer programming books scattered on the floor.
Although they were very simple.
Qin Mo's English had always been good.
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