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

Song Xingzhou felt that this world was crazy!

A person who smiles like the sun every day can't give birth to such a cute baby, for example: him.

This person who always has a stern face and acts like everyone owes him eight million actually had a "gene mutation" and gave birth to such a cute baby!

For example: Boyanzhou.

The father and son sat together, with a soft, round little ball between them.

Song Xingzhou looked at Bo Shiyu. The young boy had a calm and expressionless look on his face.

Looking at Xiao Zhuzhu again, the little ball was shaking her legs and giving him a bright grin.

Finally...looking at the evil god Bo Yanzhou...the man glanced at him coldly and then rolled his eyes at him.

he:"………"

Well, well, well, as both are heirs to a wealthy family, he is born to be a hard worker and deserves to work for Bo Yanzhou, right?

Song Xingzhou clenched his fist and put it to his lips to clear his throat, then took out a piece of paper: "Boss Bo wants to test the IQ of the little baby and help the young master to relieve his psychological stress. Then, let's test the IQ of little baby Zhuzhu first, okay?"

The little girl blinked her eyes and finally understood. It turned out that this uncle was not treating her father, but herself and Guoguo.

The cub was immediately scared.

She twisted her little butt and hugged her brother's arm and moved back, and she defended herself as softly as a kitten: "Zhuzhu is not a little fool~"

Song Xingzhou was so adorable that his heart almost melted. He pinched his throat to comfort her, "Oh~ Our little Zhuzhu is definitely not stupid. Uncle is just asking a few simple questions."

"This intelligence test form is the key to your admission to Zijing Kindergarten, so you must take the test~"

The cub nodded as if he suddenly understood, and said that he understood, but his paws were still holding his brother tightly, and he looked over with his big round eyes.

Bo Shiyu's heart softened, he raised his hand and took Zhuzhu into his arms, but before he could say anything, Song Xingzhou waved his hand and said, "How about this, baby, let's play a little game. Uncle will ask you a question and then ask your brother a question. Whoever answers more will be rewarded with a kiss from uncle~"

As soon as these words were spoken, Bo Shiyu's face suddenly darkened, not to mention Bo Yanzhou.

However, because they knew that he was not a serious person on a daily basis, neither of them bothered with him.

Just think of it as him farting.

Testing begins.

Bo Shiyu held Zhuzhu in his arms and sat in front of Song Xingzhou's desk.

The man cleared his throat and looked to the right at the baby who was sitting close to Bo Shiyu. He asked with a smile, "Baby, can you introduce yourself to uncle?"

"Like, what's your name, how old you are, who's in your family, where you live, etc."

Seeing that he was really just asking questions, Zhuzhu became a little bolder and even raised her voice a little: "My name is Bo Zhuzhu. Bo is the Bo of Baba and Guoguo. Zhuzhu is Zhuzhu like Zhuzhu, not Zhuzhu like Zhuzhu~"

"I'm two years old this year~" She slowly made a "yeah" gesture, and then said: "At home, I have daddy, pot, housekeeper uncle, Uncle Wang, Aunt Zhang, and many, many brothers and sisters..."

She clenched her hands and said, "I'll just live at home~"

Song Xingzhou was so happy that he pinched his throat and clapped his paws in a "dirty" way, praising Zhuzhu for her greatness.

After praising him, he turned his head, looked to the left, tugged at his tie, and threw a wink at the young boy: "Xiao Shiyu, long time no see. The last time uncle saw you, your arm was only this long. This time we meet, you've grown this tall!"

"If you have encountered any setbacks or problems in your studies, getting along with your family, or to be more forward, in your relationship, you can tell me, and I will do my best to help you!"

Bo Shiyu frowned and leaned back with a cold face. He refused uglyly: "No, I don't have any problem."

Song Xingzhou pretended to look at him with a puzzled expression: "Is this true? Your father told me that you have been very rebellious recently!"

The young boy laughed out loud: "Uncle, do you think I am rebellious or he is mentally twisted?"

He blinked, picked up the pen and wrote something on the table.

Turning his head, Song Xingzhou looked at Zhuzhu who was staring at him with wide eyes. The man was melted by her cuteness again: "Dear Zhuzhu, what do you like to do in your daily life?"

Little Tuanzi's grandmother yelled: "Zhuzhu, eat porridge, eat porridge, sleep, play with Guoguo, find daddy..."

She held onto Jiujiu and thought about it, her eyes lit up and she cried out, "Xi Fan is looking for Daddy... to curse at him!"

Ok.

No problem.

For some reason, Bo Yanzhou seemed to like teasing this little girl.

Zhuzhu also felt depressed because she was occasionally "called" a short-legged pig.

Plus what happened yesterday...

Overall, the description is quite apt.

Song Xingzhou paused when he heard this. He glanced thoughtfully at the man sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, and wrote on the guidance suggestions behind the IQ test form that had not yet started: "It is recommended that parents pay attention to their words and deeds at home and do not lead children astray."

After doing all this, he smiled and gave Zhuzhu a form and a pencil, asking her to tick the boxes she thought were correct.

Turning his head, he looked at Bo Shiyu and said, "The patient's father said that you have been calling him by his first name recently and have been disrespectful to him."

The young boy sneered and raised his eyebrows: "Then uncle might as well ask him what he did. I finally taught Zhuzhu to carry the goose on his back, but he went up to tease the goose and directly took Zhuzhu into the hook."

Song Xingzhou: “…”

Looking at the golden thigh who provided him with funds, Song Xingzhou frowned: "It's a bit too much, but you should also talk to him calmly. The patient's father accused the patient of always going against him."

Bo Shiyu rolled his eyes inwardly when he heard this: "That's because he didn't do one thing right!"

"I got up early in the morning and dressed Zhuzhu on a whim. I told him to leave it alone because there were servants around, but he refused to listen. Finally, his head got stuck in his trouser leg! I don't understand how he put on his clothes, but uncle should understand how dangerous this is for a child, right?"

"At noon, I combed Zhuzhu's hair on a whim. I told him that he had never combed his hair before, so he should not move! I will comb Zhuzhu's hair later."

Bo Shiyu suppressed his anger and controlled himself: "What happened? I just went downstairs and he pulled the comb directly onto Zhuzhu's head!"

Zhuzhu, who was doing homework at the side, overheard these words and suddenly remembered what happened. She started to tremble all over and shivered with grievance, holding her head. She quickly leaned towards her brother.

Tuanzi subconsciously pointed at her hair and her handsome brother and complained: "My head hurts... my head~"

Bo Shiyu rubbed Zhuzhu's little head distressedly and coaxed her for a few words, then turned around and continued to mock: "As a person, you should have some self-knowledge. If you know that you can't educate your children, you should not cause trouble for others. What's wrong with me calling his name twice?"

"And yesterday, I just went to participate in a competition. In less than eight hours, he was at home teaching his kids how to play with guns and knives, and even teaching them to curse!"

Xiaotuanzi said that this would take a while, so he put his hands on his waist and performed a "You are a pig, you are a pig, you are a pig~" for Song Xingzhou.

The soft voice didn't sound like a curse at all.

The young boy calmly raised his hand to cover Zhuzhu's mouth and added: "It's a good thing Zhuzhu is a little slow to react. She couldn't learn what Bo Yanzhou taught her. Uncle, do you think this is something a normal person can do!?"

"He can't teach the kids anything substantial, so he doesn't cause any trouble, but he keeps dragging things down every day, and I can't even yell at him!??"