Feng Jiuci ignored Qin Weiqian's words, got out of the car directly, and threw the car keys to one of the maids: "Have someone park the car, I'll stay here tonight."

Upon hearing this, the servant hurriedly cast a questioning look at Qin Weiqian.

Qin Weiqian didn't expect that Feng Jiuci was not joking, so she quickly said: "My uncle doesn't stay with outsiders."

"I'm not an outsider." Feng Jiuci replied.

The servant probably understood what was going on, and was very sorry: "I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, the Emperor's Villa does have the habit of not staying guests."

"Then I can go in and take a look at Doudou, is that okay?" Feng Jiuci asked back.

The servant looked at Qin Weiqian.

Qin Weiqian said: "Then come in."

The servant quickly went to prepare two pairs of shoes.

"Miss, your hair is wet. Do you want to prepare hot water for a bath?" the servant asked thoughtfully.

Qin Weiqian held her sticky hair and said, "Okay, go get ready. Is uncle at home?"

"Young Master is still working."

"Oh, then there is no need to tell him that I brought the guests back, so as not to affect his work."

"OK."

The servant retreated.

Doudou and Qin Weiqian lived in different rooms. Qin Weiqian brought Feng Jiuci to Doudou's house before taking a bath.

The little guy was so happy to see Feng Jiuci that he stopped doing his homework, put down his pen and ran towards Feng Jiuci.

"Uncle Feng, why are you here so late?" the little guy said in a sweet voice.

Feng Jiuci said: "Send your mommy back and take a look at you."

He picked up the little thing and pinched his chubby little face: "You little liar, how dare you lie to me?"

"What did I do?" Doudou was confused.

Feng Jiuci said: "You keep saying that your mommy went on a date with a handsome guy, so may I ask, is Xu Yan a handsome guy?"

Doudou's cheeks heated up: "Well, I didn't say he must be a handsome guy, he might be a beauty."

"Still talking nonsense?" Feng Jiuci narrowed his eyes dangerously, raised his hand and slapped Doudou on the butt.

Doudou covered her butt and screamed, "I'm not lying!"

Feng Jiuci spanked him again.

Doudou: "Recently, there is indeed a handsome guy chasing Mommy. I thought Mommy was dating the handsome guy, so I told Uncle Feng this."

"Not a single word of your mouth is true." Feng Jiuci snorted coldly, but did not hit him again.

Doudou held her butt, not happy at all, and broke away from Feng Jiuci's arms aggrievedly, and ran to do her homework.

The little guy is not big, but his writing table is very big. There are a lot of books on the table, which are almost piled up into a mountain.

Feng Jiuci thought these were books bought by Jiang Jue and thrown in Doudou's room. After asking, he found out that these were all courses arranged by Jiang Jue for Doudou. All the contents in them were required for Doudou to complete, and only the homework was

, Doudou writes a large book a day.

"Are these your exercise books?" Feng Jiuci picked up a thick stack of exercise books.

Doudou said: "Yes, but the pile in Uncle Feng's hand is my homework for next week, and this pile is what I will write this week."

"What do you do at home on weekdays?" Feng Jiuci asked.

Doudou bit her pen and tried to remember: "Just eat, study and do my homework. By the way, my speaking teacher also taught me a few French sentences tonight. I have memorized them all. Uncle Feng will listen to see if my pronunciation is standard."

Doudou, who had learned a little bit of knowledge, couldn't help but show off in front of Feng Jiuci.

Feng Jiuci sounds pretty standard, but Doudou's workload of study and homework is too great.

He only knew that Doudou was studying with Jiang Jue, but he did not expect that his task would be so heavy.

"Come back to Qinyuan with me tomorrow. I will teach you these courses myself," Feng Jiuci said.

Doudou shook his head: "No, my uncle and grandfather have already hired a good teacher for me, and my salary has been paid. I'd better study on my own."

"A teacher doesn't cost much, and he might as well teach you than me."

Doudou said: "Who said there is one teacher? I have five or six teachers. Each teacher is responsible for different things. Uncle Feng is busy with so much work on weekdays, and he also has to spend time dating his mistress, and he has to take time off.

You spend your spare time coaxing me to deal with my mommy, but you don’t have time to teach me how to read.”

The man laughed in anger, and for a moment he didn't know what to say to Doudou.

"Who taught you this? When did I do this?"

Doudou bit her little lip in grievance: "Do you still need to be taught by someone? Uncle Feng has brought someone home. Even if I am a three-year-old child, I should know that you Hongxing is having an affair."

"Who is your idiom teacher? Is this how the idiom is described?" Feng Jiuci asked angrily.

Doudou: "That's about it. I mean, Uncle Feng, don't be too angry. After all, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. Don't worry, I will definitely tell Mommy about it."

The man couldn't laugh or cry.

But what can he do?

Seeing the little guy's unforgiving little mouth, he wanted to beat him up, but after all, it was his own child, so how could he be willing to do it? Forget it, just accept the son he gave birth to.

The anger in his heart could not be vented on Doudou, so Feng Jiuci had no choice but not to argue with him. Children are unreasonable when they quarrel, and Doudou is a fighter among cocks when they quarrel.

Jiu Ci has seen what this little guy is capable of.

Holding Doudou in his arms tenderly, Feng Jiuci took a serious look at his homework and found that there were already two books that Doudou had written today.

Jiang Jue is a ruthless person. He trains his son as a magical power. He arranges so much homework in one day and will drive the little guy crazy sooner or later.

The Jiang family's method of educating people should not be applied to his son.

"Stop doing this homework, go to bed." Feng Jiuci closed Doudou's homework book.

Doudou said: "But my uncle will come over to check after work is over soon."

"I'll look for him later, but he won't come to see you tonight. Leave this homework until tomorrow, or don't do it at all."

Feng Jiuci turned off the lamp on the desk and asked Doudou to go back to sleep.

With Feng Jiuci's support, Doudou really stopped writing, ran back to the room, clenched the quilt tightly, and started playing with her mobile phone.

The housekeeper who was responsible for supervising Doudou couldn't help but remind him when he saw this scene: "Mr. Feng, it's not good for you to do this. The young master will be angry if he finds out."

"Then tell him that if he doesn't like it, he can send Doudou to Qinyuan. As a father, I am happy to teach my son myself."

As soon as Feng Jiuci finished speaking, there was a steady sound of footsteps outside the door.

Jiang Jue walked in surrounded by servants.
Chapter completed!