After everyone was reborn, the villain's daughter survived by being cute

When Bo Shiyu came back from school, he found that the Bo family manor was very different today than before.

In the past, the servants were all busy with their own things, but when he came back today, he found that there was not a single servant or worker in the front yard!

Walking towards the main building, I found that the servants and hired workers were gathered at the entrance, whispering to each other, as if they were discussing something.

Bo Shiyu was not interested in those gossips and decided to just ignore them and avoid them.

As a result, just as he approached the main building, a roar faintly came from the villa: "Bo Zhuzhu! I'm asking you again! Say it to me again!! I promise not to hit you!!"

The young boy's original indifferent demeanor suddenly changed, and he frowned in displeasure.

What is that bastard Bo Yanzhou doing? ? ?

Not enough of going crazy outside, now you go home and go crazy with a little kid? ?

Bo Shiyu, who was already brooding over the fact that Bo Yanzhou had ignored him in his previous life, suddenly recalled the scene of the little fool being beaten and scolded by Bo Yanzhou. His face darkened and he walked towards the living room.

Ok.

Bo Shiyu has always been clear about gratitude and resentment.

After confirming that Zhuzhu was not the scheming green tea girl from her previous life, his hostility towards her almost disappeared. Although he was very unwilling, he would not vent his anger on an innocent little kid.

What's more, he is just a silly little kid.

He had even less reason to vent his anger on her.

But Bo Yanzhou is different. No matter in the last life or this life, he is still a dog as always!!!

Bo Shiyu was deeply resentful towards his father, and walked towards the living room step by step with a sullen face.

In this life, he will never act out the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars to that bastard again!

I rushed into the living room angrily, but the "brutal" scene I imagined did not appear. The two-year-old kid sat on the carpet, holding a pig doll with despair, and said word by word with a long dragging sound and pouting his mouth: "Goose, goose, goose, goose~"

The eyelids of the man sitting next to her jumped, and he was so angry that he slapped the pig doll on the head with a "slap", gnashing his teeth and suppressing his anger and asked back: "I said goose, goose, goose! Not goose! Goose! Goose!"

"Don't read the comma. Do you understand?"

The little kid hung his head listlessly, hugged the pig doll that shared his anger and nodded: "I understand~"

The man raised his eyes, pointed his slender fingers at the textbook on the table, and said concisely: "Read!"

Zhuzhu pouted and chanted in a nagging voice under Bo Yanzhou's expectant gaze: "Don't tease the goose, don't tease the goose, don't tease~"

he:"!!!"

Veins bulged on the man's forehead, his chest heaved, and his eagle-like eyes swept towards the baby beside him. Finally, he sucked a few times, raised his hand expressionlessly, and tossed the open textbook on the table aside.

President Bo silently said in his heart, My own child! My own child! I can’t hit him!!!

Seeing this, the old butler standing by hurriedly handed over another book.

Bo Yanzhou casually turned a page, his eyes fixed, and a smile appeared on his face. You are good at math!

I can’t read Chinese fluently, I don’t know English, I can’t play the piano, and I’m not interested in physics and chemistry. But math is so simple that I must be able to do it with just one calculation, right?

The man curled his lips, pushed the book in front of Zhuzhu, pointed at a very simple question, and said coldly: "Calculate!"

Question: 23-14

The confused little girl blinked and came forward. Her eyes lit up when she looked at the question. She lowered her head and started to work with her claws. She worked as hard as a tiger. She slammed the table and raised her head with a fierce look on her chubby little face: "It's equal to one!"

Bo Yanzhou's smiling face froze: "???"

He seemed not to have heard clearly and asked again: "What is it equal to?"

The little dumpling raised a finger and said in a very loud and confident voice: "It's equal to one!"

The CEO's icy face couldn't hold back any longer, and he seemed to laugh out of anger. He asked back, "What is that Yi Yi of yours? Did you create it yourself?"

Bo Yanzhou poked Zhuzhu's little head in frustration: "You can be one or eleven. How did you calculate this one and one, Bo Zhuzhu?"

The fat mushroom whose head was poked crooked straightened his head and explained angrily and weakly: "Because two minus one equals one, shit minus mountain equals one!"

As soon as these words came out, Bo Yanzhou was so shocked by his daughter's train of thought that he couldn't recover for a long time. He exclaimed: "Are you a pig?!"

The mushroom that was pushed by the pig suddenly raised its drooping head. She was so angry: "Dad is the pig! Dad is a stupid pig! A stupid pig!"

Bo Yanzhou frowned and knocked the kid down with one finger: "Little brat, how dare you say your father is a pig!?"

The pig that was knocked down had smoke coming out of its head and was shaking its fists, imitating the old man and yelling, "Big brat! How dare you say that the little brat is a pig!?"

As a result, she was knocked down by Bo Yanzhou's finger again. She fell on her back and cried out "wow".

The young boy standing not far away couldn't help but frowned when he saw this.

A week ago, the little guy couldn't even tell the difference between two and eight. Although his progress is slow, he can now do addition and subtraction within ten.

It is obvious that Zhuzhu is different from other members of the Bo family. She is not a genius, but she is definitely not stupid. She is just an ordinary child.

So, what is Bo Yanzhou dissatisfied with?

Does he really think his genes are the best in the world?

With this thought in mind, he walked over, casually threw his schoolbag to a servant, and waved at Zhuzhu: "Bo Zhuzhu, come here."

The little boy, whose IQ was severely "insulted" by his villain father, felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw when he heard his brother's voice. He got up from the ground with a pouty mouth and sticking out his butt in grievance.

She took a step with her short goose legs and threw herself into the arms of her handsome brother. She buried her head in his arms and cried loudly: "It's too hard~ It's too hard to be a human~ Zhuzhu doesn't want to be a human anymore! Zhuzhu wants to go back to being a mushroom, wuwuwu..."

Bo Shiyu's innocent words made him smile. He stroked the baby's head, but before he could speak, President Bo added quietly, "Why don't you be a pig instead of a mushroom?"

The baby immediately covered his mouth with his paws and burst into tears.

Bo Shiyu: “………”

The young boy narrowed his eyes coldly, hugged Zhuzhu and retorted rudely: "She is a pig, what are you?"

"Bo Yanzhou, you are really old and confused. You went crazy outside before, and now you come back and bully a little brat. Can you have some shame?"

These outrageous words shocked the president himself.

He looked at his cheap son with great displeasure, with obvious shock in his eyes: "Bo Shiyu, do you know who you are talking to!?"

Bo Shiyu sneered: "Why, you don't even know who you are?"

The man slammed the table angrily and said, "Bo Shiyu! You have become more and more presumptuous recently! You have no respect for your elders and no respect for your age! Who taught you that?"

The young boy raised his eyebrows: "You, as a father, teach your son by example. When you pointed a gun at your grandfather's forehead, I didn't see that you respected the elderly."

The man's face darkened, and a cold look surged in his eyes.

Bo Shiyu gave him a sarcastic look, then turned around and left with Zhuzhu in his arms.

After walking a few steps, he seemed to have thought of something, stopped, tilted his head, and added: "I will teach Bo Zhuzhu's homework in the future, so don't interfere."

The CEO was furious!

He was so angry that he sat down and took a sip of water. He tilted his head and asked the housekeeper, "Is he treating me less and less recently?"

"Does he want to go to heaven?!"

The butler shook his head awkwardly and seriously, saying, "The young master probably doesn't want to go to heaven."

He paused and asked tentatively, "I think... could it be that the young master has reached his rebellious stage?"

The man narrowed his eyes: "Is that so?"

The butler nodded in agreement hurriedly.

The man lowered his eyes, rubbed his hand back and forth on the cup, with a look of slight disgust.