Chapter 621 Cut It Out

Duan Yuhui's mind was in a mess, he went straight to the study, took out cigarettes one after another.

Reason is divided into two halves, one half is denouncing Mu Zi's absurd remarks, and the other half is worrying about his son's abnormalities.

There was a large pile of soot in the ashtray, and the impetuousness in my heart was not relieved in the slightest.

He was restless, thought carefully for a while, opened the door and went to the dining room.

He didn't approach, just stood in the distance, watching Zhuang Jia and Duan Siqi sitting at the table eating.

Duan Siqi refused to eat green vegetables, Zhuang Jia said: "How can children be picky eaters? Picky eaters will have pimples on their faces, and you will not be a handsome boy in the future!"

Duan Siqi said confidently: "Sister, aren't you picky eaters too? I saw you picked out all the fat!"

Zhuang Jia blushed and argued forcefully: "Fat meat is not nutritious, you will gain weight if you eat it..."

"No, this is pork belly, pork belly is like this, one layer is fat and one layer is thin, one layer is thin and one layer is fat..."

"Oh, you kid, you're too smart to be liked by others!"

The two argued with each other at the dining table, and the servant who delivered the food next to him couldn't help laughing, and was amused by the young master's childish words from time to time.

Duan Siqi refused to eat vegetables no matter what, and suddenly ran to the glass cabinet at the side, took out a bottle of wine without a label, and said, "Sister, if you can take a sip of this, I will eat the vegetables."

The servant smiled and said, "Master, please spare Miss Zhuang, she can't drink this wine, she will get drunk."

Duan Siqi pursed her lips, a little aggrieved.

Zhuang Jia couldn't bear it, and immediately said: "It's okay, I can drink well, this little wine is nothing to worry about! Qiqi, you must mean what you say!"

Duan Siqi immediately raised a smiling face, ran over with the bottle in her arms, and poured wine for Zhuang Jia.

The palm-sized wine glass was about two-thirds poured.

"Take a sip, if it tastes bad, forget it." Duan Siqi eagerly looked at Zhuang Jia, her big eyes were full of anticipation, her appearance was extremely cute.

Zhuang Jia laughed and said, "One mouthful is nothing. I'll drink the whole cup, but you have to eat all the vegetables!"

"Okay." Duan Siqi nodded.

Zhuang Jia poured down the whole glass of wine in one gulp.

Duan Siqi really kept her promise and buried herself in eating the vegetables in her bowl.

When Duan Yuhui saw this scene in the distance, his thoughts were complicated and hard to describe.

That bottle of wine is his private possession, and it has a strong aftertaste. Usually, when he drinks it, he just takes a small delicate glass, pours half of it, and slowly sips it.

Like Zhuang Jia, he must be drunk.

If it was before, Duan Yuhui would only treat him as a child and be ignorant, but Mu Zi's words stuck in his heart, as if no matter what his well-behaved son did, he would think of it in that direction.

Duan Yuhui turned around and went back to the study, telling himself over and over again, don't be influenced by Mu Zi, don't be bewitched... don't...

He sat in the study for a long time.

Later, he heard soft voices outside.

"Sister, go this way..."

It was Duan Siqi's voice.

Duan Yuhui froze for a moment, then his heart tightened suddenly.

Could it be that Mu Zi is going to hit the mark again?

He pursed his lips tightly, his face became more and more gloomy, then slowly got up, and opened the door of the study as silently as possible - then, he saw Zhuang Jia staggering into his bedroom with his head supported...

The tutor also came into his room, and he only thought of him as a seductress, but what about Zhuang Jia?

Without Duan Siqi's guidance, Zhuang Jia would not know which room is the master bedroom!

Duan Yuhui's heart went cold. His limbs were numb from the cold, as if submerged in an icy lake.

He didn't want to speculate about his beloved son with malice, but the scene in front of him had to make him think about it.

Duan Yuhui went out and walked to the bedroom door step by step.

His innocent son took a pair of scissors and cut off the buttons of Zhuang Jia's skirt one by one...