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152 The Genes of Zhan Shaoqing

"Damn woman, do you think you can escape without a trace like you did five years ago, so that I can't find any shadow..." Zhan Shao gritted his teeth with hatred, "Whether it is FL, Shengshi Hualian, or even the Wen family and the Du family, these are your endless entanglements... Lian Hua, five years ago, you had no body and no concern, and you could disappear into the crowd with a plane ticket, but now you have so many responsibilities that you have to bear, whether it's the company's affairs or the Wen family's revenge, it's absolutely impossible to escape again!"

Zhan Shaoqing was so angry that he poured a few cups of cold water, and completely calmed down his mind: It was not difficult for him to catch Lian Hua who was hiding. She had such a big business and it was unrealistic to completely disappear. The only difficulty was to force her out immediately and let her come to see him willingly to meet him. This was really difficult for the red lotus that was alarmed to hide back to the water without showing up!

Zhan Shaoqing found that he had no clue about finding her now. Lian Hua took quite strict confidential measures to keep his personal privacy. He searched through the US reports on FL, and no private matters were mentioned in all the news. He asked someone to find Lian Hua's current address and whereabouts, but he couldn't even find out the movements of the driver who kept running back and forth. Does he want to know where she is now, and he can only find Mu Chen who is very familiar with her!

Zhan Shaoqing immediately rejected the proposal in disgust and tried to ask for information from his rival. He would definitely be ridiculed and ridiculed by Mu Chen, and it would be impossible to ask for any useful information!

After thinking for a while, Zhan Shaoqing called his assistant: "In addition to continuing to stare at Shengshi Hualian, you also look for someone to keep staring at the Wen family and the Du family. As long as there is any movement, you must notify me immediately!" Her revenge on her enemy is almost about to begin, right? He stared at the movements over there, and he would be able to control Lian Hua's actions as quickly as possible...

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Shaoqing's eyes were filled with a hunting owl-like look, and a slight arrogant curve at the corner of his lips raised an unfathomable curve.

Lian Hua, wherever you want to escape! No matter where you can hide, you will definitely not be able to escape his love!

"Ah Yeh!"

Lian Hua rubbed her nose, and the sour feeling made her feel very uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but sneeze several times in succession.

"Mommy, is Mommy catching a cold?" Xiaobai stopped the movement in his hand, raised his head and looked at Lian Hua with bright eyes, "Did I sleep in a bad mood last night and snatched Mommy's quilt and made Mommy catch a cold?"

Lian Hua pulled a tissue and wiped his nose, shook his head and said to his son, "It's okay, mommy doesn't catch a cold, but suddenly she wants to sneeze." He lowered his head and touched Xiaobai's hair. Lian Hua asked differently: "How is Xiaobai writing today? How many words did he learn in the afternoon? What he learned before, should he use it to check for mommy?"

Xiaobai's mouth immediately dropped: "Mommy...it's hard to write Chinese characters, I don't read well..."

Lian Hua took out a stack of plaids on his son's desk and comforted him with a smile: "I know, so mommy won't be very strict, just look at what you write and whether your learning attitude is good..." What good words can a four-year-old child write? When he was in the United States, Xiaobai had never been exposed to Chinese characters. After returning to China, she just asked Xiaobai to copy five words every day, so that he could accumulate little and make progress slowly.

Looking through Xiaobai's homework bit by bit, Lian Hua's face became calm, and the sun turned cloudy and disappeared, and Xiaobai guessed that the matter was exposed. She lowered her head and glanced upwards with her eyes. His entire little face was full of worry and timidity, and she didn't dare to say anything.

Lian Hua closed the last homework and finally spoke slowly: "Xiaobai, can you explain to mom why the Chinese characters you started writing on the first day are exactly the same as what you write now? In the past two months, you have spent more than an hour writing every day, and have you made no progress at all?"

Xiaobai sighed inwardly and was finished. He stumbled for a long time, but couldn't say anything.

"Since you don't say it, let's take a test." Lian Hua smiled coldly, "Get a new homework book and I'll write down the Chinese characters you have learned, depending on how much you remember!"

Xiaobai's face suddenly turned red. Seeing that this fact could not be hidden, Xiaobai took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Mommy, I'll tell the truth, don't be angry - I saw those Chinese characters like paintings, so I just drew them in a notebook one by one. I wrote every word like a painting, but in fact I didn't remember those words..."

Lian Hua sighed, and it turned out to be so! She asked unwillingly: "You can remember the usual paintings, but you can't remember the words you have written? If you treat them as paintings, is it difficult to remember the order of their strokes?"

Xiaobai looked up aggrievedly, pouted his mouth and complained in a low voice: "How can I remember so many words every day! How can every Chinese character not have the same thing? It is better to write English words, but only 26 letters—"

"You are so embarrassed to say such words!" Lian Hua twisted his son's little ears like white jade. "If I hadn't been writing with you today, how could I find that you were always lazy! I asked you to write a few more times to make you remember those words. If you just copy words like this, what's the use of not remembering them at all! If you learn five words a little bit too much every day, why don't you tell me, will mommy reduce your burden?"

Xiaobai stuck out his tongue and held his mother's hand and acted coquettishly: "I didn't remember every word. I remember my name, 'big', 'small', 'man', 'one', 'two', 'three'!"

Xiaobai went to the bookshelf to get a stack of books. It was his name written by him and showed it to Lian Hua like a treasure, trying to relieve her anger: "Mommy, look at the name I wrote. The three words 'Lian Jingbai' look so good to write! They are all named by Mommy. I want to thank Mommy!"

"You!" Lian Hua knocked her son's little head helplessly. She was such a harsh ancestor. She hated and loved her. She thought that she would continue to pull Xiaobai until she became an adult. In the next ten years, she still didn't know how many disputes she had with her son and how angry she would be...

For some reason, Lian Hua suddenly remembered Zhan Shaoqing. Is there a big reason why Xiaobai became like this now? Maybe all the minor problems and shortcomings of Xiaobai are inherited from him, and he has been infected with bad habits by his genes!
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