In the study room.
"Roar!"
The three to four-year-old boy was dressed in an exquisite and adorable mini black suit. He strode over with his short legs and crawled onto the study table with his hands and feet.
He knocked on the advanced chip technical document that Gong Jue was looking at solemnly.
"Daddy, a man should keep his word. Don't you think so?"
Gong Jue replied with an equally serious question. "Who did you learn this bad habit from? Speak plainly if you have something to say. Don't beat around the bush!"
The boy curled his lips. "That's true. With your IQ, you won't understand even if I twist my words, so I'll accommodate you."
Gong Jue was speechless.
Was this little brat really only three and a half years old?
The boy asked seriously, "Have you found out the name of my female nurse?"
Gong Jue frowned. "What nurse?"
