C26 Mom and Dad Are Really Awesome

"Time's up! Let's take a look at the tanks with the most water..."

The host's voice interrupted Fu Mo's slight daze. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had been looking at Jian Qingchu's face just now.

At this moment, Jian Qingchu completed her handover and had already straightened her body.

"What a pity. If this cup of water had also entered the water tank, we would have been in the lead. Why didn't you move just now..."

Jian Qingchu looked at the cup of water that was not poured into the water tank above Fu Mo's head and complained with a look of pity.

Her mind was all on the competition.

Earlier, he could have rushed over to pour the water in, but he stood there and looked at something. He did not move and wasted the precious last few seconds.

Fu Mo expressionlessly took the cup of water. His dark eyes concealed the loss of his body just now.

He turned around and looked at the water tank. "I don't need it. I can win."

Thanks to this woman's proactive competition, their water tank had long been ahead of others.

Jian Qingchu only looked at the water tank when she heard Fu Mo's confident words.

She just wanted to move more water to win the competition and make Fu Xirui a little happier. She did not notice that their water tanks already had so much water.

The host quickly checked the water tank.

"Congratulations, little friend Fu Xirui. Dad and mom are very good. They bring the most water!"

Fu Mo's eyes flashed, but he did not explain.

Jian Qingchu led Fu Xirui to get the prize.

The little Fu Xirui held the big music box. Although his little face was still cold, his bright eyes exposed his current mood.

The two of them walked in front and Fu Mo followed behind.

Seeing Fu Xirui walk with difficulty while carrying the big box, and not willing to ask others to help him, Jian Qingchu smiled and took the box from his hand.

"Are you happy today? Do you like this prize?"

The thing in his hand was taken away by Jian Qingchu. Fu Xirui did not look unhappy.

"It's alright." He answered against his heart.

Today was the happiest day of his life.

For the first time, in front of someone else, he had a father and mother at the same time.

Jian Qingchu could not help but smile when she saw Fu Xirui's insincere manner. She did not expose him.

Not far behind, Fu Mo watched the two of them chatting without any break. His son was surprisingly not as unapproachable as before.

It could be said that Jian Qingchu was the first person his son was willing to get close to besides family accidents.

Recalling the serious expression on his face during the competition, Fu Mo's eyes tightened, as if his heart had been squeezed by something.

Until that face got closer and closer to him...

"President? President!"

Jian Qingchu held the big box with one hand and waved in front of Fu Mo.

"What is it?" Fu Mo returned to his senses and asked with a cold face.

"I have to go. This is Little Master's prize. I'm sorry just now. If the president wants to punish me, just deduct my salary."

Jian Qingchu handed the big box to Fu Mo and did not explain her actions just now.

If she said she only wanted to make Fu Xirui happy, would he believe her? Perhaps he would even think that she had evil intentions towards him!

In any case, she would be able to get a lot of commission after completing the mission. She wouldn't be short of his salary.

Jian Qingchu comforted herself with pain.

"Yes." Fu Mo answered faintly and took the big box with one hand.

He looked at Jian Qingchu. Jian Qingchu looked at Fu Xirui and pretended not to know what he was looking at.

Looking at Jian Qingchu's quiet side profile, Fu Mo suddenly opened his mouth.

"Call your son over, I'll send you guys on your way."

"No need, CEO, how can I trouble you with this?" Jian Qingchu quickly waved her hand and refused.

It was not easy for her to separate them. How could she send herself to their doorstep?

Fu Mo saw that Jian Qingchu refused without hesitation and his eyes narrowed.

"There are so many prizes. Can you and your son finish it?"

"It's okay. I can put it in the kindergarten. I will get it next time." Jian Qingchu immediately replied.

Jian Qingchu noticed Fu Mo's unhappy gaze and lowered her head. Her voice was faintly heard.

"To tell you the truth, my son is a little autistic and will be afraid with strangers. President, forgive me..."

Fu Mo could not see her expression. When he heard her say that, his gaze slightly changed.

No wonder when talking about her son, her expression changed.

Recalling Fu Xirui's previous comments, Fu Mo understood Jian Qingchu very well and did not force her.

Seeing Fu Mo nod his head, Jian Qingchu immediately ran away, jogging all the way.

It was unknown whether she was worried about her son or wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

"Xirui, let's go home."

Fu Mo went to hold Fu Xirui's hand. After taking two steps, Fu Xirui suddenly stopped.

"Toilet." His small hand grabbed Fu Mo's big hand and did not take another step forward.

"You want to go to the toilet?" Fu Mo lowered his head. "Daddy will take you there."

"I will go by myself." Fu Xirui broke free from Fu Mo's hand and ran towards the toilet.

Due to Jian Zhou'an's recent influence, Fu Mo had gotten used to his "son" jumping off the toilet. Seeing him "in a hurry to go to the toilet, Fu Mo did not object and stood where he was waiting for him.

Jian Qingchu returned to the lounge, but found that Jian Zhou'an was no longer in the lounge.

" This brat, where did he run off to? "

Jian Qingchu was furious and started to search around the kindergarten again.

When she passed by the toilet, she saw a boy wearing a cap and his face was covered in makeup. He slowly walked out of the toilet.

Wasn't it the Jian Zhou'an she was looking for?

"You brat, so you are here. You made it easy for me to find you. You didn't even leave me a message when you went to the toilet!" Jian Qingchu walked over angrily with a fierce expression.

Jian Zhou'an was wearing a cap and listening to Jian Qingchu's scolding, but he did not refute.

Jian Qingchu thought that her son was tired and did not blame him anymore. She held his hand and went back to the lounge to get the prize and prepare to go home.

Because there were too many prizes, Jian Qingchu got a taxi and the two of them carried the full prize home in their arms.

When they returned home, Jian Qingchu sat paralyzed on the sofa. Today, she was exhausted.

After resting for a while, Jian Qingchu found that Jian Zhou'an was moving the prizes to his room one by one. It was rare that he did not play with his computer the moment he got home.

"Son, make your favorite drumstick tonight, okay?"

Jian Qingchu stood up and shouted at Jian Zhou'an's back from afar.

She had already prepared to hear the long lost shouting.

However...

"Bang! With a bang, Jian Zhou'an's door was closed, and the last prize was taken back to his room.

Jian Qingchu,... ""

Wait!

Why did she feel that something was wrong?

On the way back, her son talked less and did not play computer games. When he heard that there was a chicken drumstick for dinner, he did not react...

Jian Qingchu quickly rushed into Jian Zhou'an's room and took off his cap to take a closer look.

The makeup on her face was clearly different from before.

How could this be Jian Zhou'an! Jian Qingchu hugged her head and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Why did she bring the CEO's son home again!