But in front of any building with external TV, there are people standing there, and everyone is paying attention to the cold proposal that makes women jealous and men envious...

The news of Liang Yi’s proposal was broadcast less than a minute after it was broadcast, and the front page headlines of major sites were immediately replaced with the video.

In the office of the CEO of Qiao Group, Qiao Weiwei quietly watched the news titled "The President of the Imperial Group Cool Romantic Proposal", with her mouth lightly raised.

After five years of maintenance, no trace has been left on this woman's face. She is still the same as her original figure, face, and temperament.

If she didn't say it, no one would know that she was the mother of a six-year-old child.

She stroked a delicate linen-colored large curly hair, and then called Liang Bo.

"Hey, husband, what are you doing? Do you watch the news?"

"Just come out of Liang Rongxi's primary school." On the other side of the phone, Liang Bo's voice was particularly calm.

"What's he doing?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

"It's not enough to beat the boy who pursued her in Ou Yimo's class, but he even stripped his pants and put them on the teacher's blackboard..."

"……………” Qiao Weiwei looked dark when she heard this.

Her son is really worry-free. He has been naughty since he was a child and is completely a bully.

Thinking about it, this kid is really funny. How could he think of taking off his pants and putting them on the teacher’s blackboard eraser? This kid is really creative.

“That doesn’t count…”

"What else?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

"In class, I deliberately answered questions from teachers who didn't know French, and even scolded the teacher in Korean. The teacher didn't understand the French, but the teacher understood the words "fool" he scolded the teacher because they always watched Korean dramas and knew how to pronounce the fool..."

“……………………”

Qiao Weiwei looked dark again, and she was helpless.

"Is there any more? Husband." Qiao Weiwei asked.

“That’s all for the time being…”

"Husband, thank you for your hard work." Qiao Weiwei said.

"I know your husband has worked hard. If your husband comes home in the evening, I will reward your husband?" Liang Bo said.

"Go to you, I'm not serious. By the way, have you taught that boy Liang Rongxi a good lesson?" Qiao Weiwei said.

"No……"

"I just knew that I told you that if you spoil your son like this, you will spoil him."

"I know my son, I'm a little bitch, it's okay. When I was a child, I was like this, you don't know. When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I caught a lot of caterpillars and put them in the female teacher's bag..."

Well, like a father, like a son.

"By the way, you can read the news, the front page headlines of major sites..." Qiao Weiwei said.

"good……"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have something to do. I'll have to die first. See you home tonight."

After saying that, Qiao Weiwei hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Weiwei shook her head helplessly.

In the evening, as soon as Qiao Weiwei walked into the living room of Mengyuan, Liang Rongxi immediately ran to her side, hugged her slender legs tightly, and her face that was exactly the same as Liang Bo, pressed against the skin on Qiao Weiwei's legs, and said, "Mommy, Daddy said, you will teach me a lesson when you come back, is this true? Are you really willing to teach Rong Xi a lesson."

Qiao Weiwei shook her head helplessly and said seriously: "Liang Rongxi, it is not useful for acting like this."

"Well... Mommy, are you willing to beat someone? His face is so handsome. What if he gets broken and Ou Yimo doesn't marry me when he grows up? Also, his flesh is so noble. If he gets broken, what a pity..." Liang Rongxi continued, like a little adult.

"Liang Rongxi, stand up..." Qiao Weiwei pushed away his hand and said seriously.

Liang Rongxi immediately stood up obediently, then stood at attention, looking like a soldier standing in a military posture, and said, "Mommy, please give me instructions!"

His appearance really made Qiao Weiwei laugh and cry...

"Okay, it's almost done, what are you calculating about with the child?" Liang Bo stepped forward and directly carried his son into his arms and said.

Liang Bo can be said to be extremely pampered by this son. In front of his son, he is not a domineering president, nor a king standing at the top of the world's food chain, but just a simple father.

"Master Bo, you can't always do this..." Qiao Weiwei said.

"Where am I? Let's go, baby, let's continue to play racing..."

After saying that, Liang Bo held Liang Rongxi and sat back on the sofa, and then two handsome guys, one big and one small, began to play racing.

Qiao Weiwei sighed, her eyes full of helplessness.

These father and son are really worry-free and sad!

She took off her coat and handed it to the servants' hands, then walked to the two of them and sat down.

"Liang Rongxi, have you finished your homework? You just know how to play?" Qiao Weiwei asked.

"Oh, I've finished it long ago. The difficulty-free thing assigned by our teacher is simply insulting my IQ." Liang Rongxi said while trying to insert a racing car.

If you talk about her son's IQ, it's really impossible for other children to compare. It may be that Su Liangbo and is particularly smart. This six-year-old child is not only proficient in English, French and Korean languages, but has already taught all primary and junior high school courses, taekwondo and judo levels by himself. In short, her son is a completely genius. He is also a little adult in dealing with people. He always talks to you one by one, and occasionally quotes various classics.

Liang Bo often says that Liang's successor is there.

In the evening, Qiao Weiwei coaxed Liang Rongxi to bed and went back to the room.

Liang Bo was sitting on the bed reading a book at this moment. In the room, only a desk lamp was turned on. The orange light hit his face like a god, making the face look particularly three-dimensional.

Five years have made this man look more mature and more charming.

Time seems to cherish beautiful things in particular, and it also leaves no trace on his face.

Qiao Weiwei walked to the head of the bed, pointed at Liang Bo, frowned, and said, "You, go out to sleep on the floor..."

Liang Bo closed the book, looked at Qiao Weiwei with a smile, and asked, "Wife, I don't seem to offend you, right?"

"When I scolded my son, you came out to make trouble, right? Go out and sleep on the floor!" Qiao Weiwei said.

Liang Bo moved to the head of the bed as usual, stretched his long arms out, and pulled her hard.

Her entire center of gravity fell on him.

"What are you doing..." Qiao Weiwei frowned.

"Before sleeping on the floor, let me eat first before talking about it..."

Next, not only did he not go out to sleep on the floor, but he also ate Qiao Weiwei without even leaving any residue...

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On the other side, Ou Xiangbei’s home.

In the luxurious villa, the lights are brightly lit at this moment, just like daylight.

Mr. Ou Xiangbei sat on the sofa, crossing his legs, enjoying Ou Yimo's massage: "Yes, that's it... a little above, a little to the left..."

Behind him, Ou Yimo was standing there with barefoots, pressing his shoulders hard one after another, which looked like a professional masseur.

Seven-year-old Ou Yimo has long hair with bangs, beauty, long legs, and white skin, just like a little princess walking out of a fairy tale...

"Yi Mo, is there any boy sending love letters to you today?" Ou Xiangbei asked.

Even though five years have passed, Ou Xiangbei is still unrestrained and doesn't look like an adult. He always gossips about his daughter's love problems when he has nothing to do, as if no one is following his daughter.

Ou Yimo pursed: "Dad, my classmate's father is afraid that his daughter will be sent to love letters and pursued..."

"What are you afraid of? Being sent to love letters and being pursued is that your daughter is popular. Popularity means that your daughter is excellent, okay?" Ou Xiangbei was still polite.

Ou Yimo stopped the massage movement, sat obediently on Ou Xiangbei's lap, hooked his neck, and said, "Dad, you are so special."

"By the way, how are you getting along with that little demon in the Liang family recently? Is the love process going smoothly?" Ou Xiangbeidao.

"What kind of love is that we are friends." Ou Yimo's face turned red and she said.

"Is that just a simple friend?"

"Dadly~~~" Ou Yimo lowered her head embarrassedly.

"Ou Xiangbei, you are gossiping about the emotional problems of your child again... it's not up to the point." Zhou Chuyu walked out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit, and said while walking.

"Mommy..." Ou Yimo looked at Zhou Chuyu with a smile and called her sweetly.

Zhou Chuyu smiled at her, then put the fruit on the coffee table, pinched her delicate little face, and sat opposite the father and daughter.

"Why don't I get in touch with it? Is it a big deal for parents? Especially the little devil of the Liang family, I like him so much. I am so happy that my daughter can be with him." Ou Xiangbeidao.

"That child in the Liang family is just like his father, who is a little more lively than his father." Zhou Chuyu said.

"I heard that when Liang Bo was a child, he looked like that bear. He just grew up and became dull." Ou Xiangbei said again.

"Dad, mommy, um... I'm sleepy, I'll go up to sleep first, good night." Ou Yimo said.

Ou Xiangbei kissed Ou Yimo's face and said, "Good night, baby."

Ou Yimo smiled, then kissed Zhou Chuyu's face and went upstairs directly.

The next day, Ou Yimo took the luxury car at home to the Breeze Noble Primary School where he was studying.

At the school gate, Ou Yimo got off the car, and Liang Rongxi walked up with 9 red roses.

With flowers and his black high-end custom-made children's suit, he looked like a little gentleman.

However, the flower did not seem so beautiful in his hands, because Liang Rongxi was absolutely "beautiful" than the flower

He put the flowers domineeringly in Ou Yimo's hand and said, "Yimo, I'll give you it."

Ou Yimo hugged the flower and smiled and said, "Thank you..."

Liang Rongxi stretched out his hand to her and said, "Yi Mo, let's go in."

Ou Yimo nodded and followed his steps and walked into the campus step by step.

Liang Rongxi personally sent Ou Yimo to the door of her classroom, looking like a little gentleman.

As soon as Liang Rongxi and Ou Yimo walked to the door, a little boy came out.

"Ou Yimo, good morning..."
Chapter completed!