Mu Zhentian was dumbfounded!

The Mu family was considered a well-respected figure in the Imperial Capital. In order to give his illegitimate son a good environment, he specially invested in this prestigious kindergarten.

Who would have thought that he would be kicked out just like that!

He didn’t even manage to ask a question before the other party hung up the call ruthlessly.

This was awkward.

He was so aggressive just now and couldn’t wait to drive Gong Ting’s family away. But at this moment, he could only tuck his tail between his legs and pretend that nothing had happened.

Otherwise, his son might be chased away instead.

The surrounding parents secretly laughed.

Gu Qiqi looked up at Gong Jue.

Eh, she seemed to have seen that stupid man move his phone just now. Could it be that the person who kicked Mu Zhentian out was Gong Jue?

Tsk. Gong Jue was quite handsome when he slapped his face without batting an eyelid.

After being fussed over by the Mu family for so long and delaying everyone’s time, the bus that was fetching everyone out at the door was already in a hurry to honk.

Everyone crowded around the little boy’s family. They left the Mu family behind and walked towards the car in a lively manner.

Mu Zhentian’s face darkened. “I’m not going anymore! What’s there to participate in a lousy kindergarten event?!”

Little Hai’s mother couldn’t bear to leave.

She was usually a third party who couldn’t see the light of day. Only when she became the chairman of the family committee among the parents in kindergarten did she have the chance to flaunt herself.

If she let herself leave in despair now, wouldn’t that be slapping her own mouth and admitting that she was inferior to Gu Qiqi?

She immediately used all her charming skills to curry favor with Mu Zhentian. “Hubby… Let’s go! I heard that that woman isn’t Gong Ting’s biological mother at all. I’ll definitely find an opportunity to expose her in front of everyone later and save your face! Okay?”

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An old man and a young wife. Mu Zhentian was still very soft-hearted towards her. He couldn’t withstand her coquettish pleading and nodded in agreement.

Gu Qiqi’s divine senses moved slightly. Upon hearing the words that came with the wind behind her, her eyes darkened. You want to expose me? Then, let’s see whose true colors will be exposed later. It’ll be more exciting!

She curved her lips and took out her phone to send a message.

“What bad things are you doing?” Gong Jue carried the boy and sat down beside her.

Gu Qiqi blinked. “Yes, it’s nothing. I’ll… learn from you!”

That’s right. She had just learned a move from Gong Jue. How could she remain calm and borrow someone else’s hand to handsomely slap the enemy’s face?

She was going to put it into practice soon, haha.

“What strengths did you learn from me?”

“Heh heh, that… I’ll learn to be less irritable occasionally! If I don’t need to do anything, I won’t!”

Gong Jue was speechless.

I’m already very gentle to you. When have I been irritable before?!

The little boy was speechless.

Tsk! Vixen, you clearly have the style of “if you can do it, you definitely will do it”, right?!

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The bus drove slowly towards the children’s park.

On the road beside the bus, an inconspicuous taxi was also driving slowly.

The driver inside was wearing a mask, glasses, and a low hat that was tightly covered. Only a pair of shifty eyes were revealed. He kept glancing at Gu Qiqi, the boy, and Gong Jue, who were sitting by the window in the front row.

As he looked, he lowered his voice and made a call. “General Teuton, the intel from the prison said that Gong Jue has a son. I followed him for a few days and finally locked onto my target today. There’s indeed a little boy around four years old who’s with him! Do you still need to confirm if he’s Gong Jue’s son?… Okay, do you want to do it immediately? You’d rather make a mistake than let him off, right? Okay! I understand! I’ll do it immediately! Don’t worry, my identity won’t be exposed. This time, I’ve made thorough preparations. No one will expect my real identity to be…”