The princess wanted to run away, but the three kids held her back.

From Mr. Fu to her current husband, this woman really knows how to change her face.

Looking at the gloating expression on Jiang Mingjiao's face, and then looking at the "biological weapon" in her hand.

Fu Zhiheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. It turned out that she looked at Lu Shi because of this matter.

Suddenly Fu Zhiheng felt that his son was still useful.

Aunt Zhang also watched the eldest young master change from being cold when he first came in to being gentle now, and she really felt how powerful the eldest young mistress was.

"My dear, you have worked hard. This is made by your son for you. I don't need it." Fu Zhiheng pushed the food in front of him into Jiang Mingjiao's arms.

Jiang Mingjiao wanted to say something, but Fu Heng came over and said, "Mommy, I made this especially for you. Don't give it to your stinky daddy."

Fu Zhiheng looked at his "filial" son and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Jiang Mingjiao looked at the food in her hand, then looked into Fu Heng's big eyes, and a feeling of helplessness suddenly surged in her heart.

"Son, it's not that Mommy doesn't want to eat it. If you had looked better, Mommy wouldn't have been so entangled."

The annoying thing is that Fu Zhiheng clearly knew what was going on but refused to help. Instead, he looked at me with a teasing look.

It seems to be saying, "I'll just watch what you do."

Looking at Jiang Mingjiao puffing up her pink face helplessly, like an angry hamster, she looked at him with gritted teeth, but could do nothing about it.

Fu Zhiheng also felt that it was about time. If he continued to watch, this little woman would probably kick him off the bed again.

He signaled to Aunt Zhang with his eyes.

Aunt Zhang also understood the young mistress's difficulties and the young master's intentions.

He immediately walked into the kitchen and found the chef being tortured by the young master.

At this moment, the chef was looking at his beloved kitchen and crying. Most of the kitchen was covered with batter.

Looking at the kitchen that looked like a battlefield, Aunt Zhang understood the power of the young master's cooking.

After whispering a few words into Chef Li's ear, he took him out of the kitchen.

Looking at the black thing on the table that had no color to be seen, Chef Li also understood the look of help from the eldest young lady at this moment.

Ahem, "Young Master, this dish is actually a semi-finished product. There are some parts that I forgot to tell you."

Fu Heng frowned when he heard this. No wonder he felt like something was missing. Looking at this dark appearance, it seemed okay...

I was doing exactly what he said, but why did the kitchen explode in the middle of the process?

Aunt Zhang didn't wait for Fu Heng to think for long, and immediately signaled Chef Li to bring the dishes away.

Fu Heng now felt that his food was too unpalatable and lowered his head in shame. No wonder Daddy disliked it so much. Mommy probably also thought it was unpalatable!

At this time, the light in Fu Heng's eyes gradually dimmed, and he lowered his eyelids silently.

Until a pair of big hands picked her up. Jiang Mingjiao looked at Fu Heng's aggrieved look and felt distressed.

I thought to myself, "This kid really has himself under control."

I just can't bear to see him being wronged.

Fu Heng also knew that his mother loved him, and as long as he suffered a little, his mother would be close to him.

I nudged my head against my mommy's shoulder.

Humph, even if the cooking plan failed this time, Mommy's focus is still on me, so stinky Daddy, don't ever think of monopolizing Mommy.

He looked at his dad provocatively and made an international gesture to him.

At this moment, Lu Yang, who was going downstairs, saw that his master's face had turned dark, and a cold atmosphere filled the living room.

But the person involved didn't feel anything and was still provoking death.

Lu Yang really thought that the young master was very brave, daring to pluck hair from a tiger's head.

"Fu Heng, have you finished the homework I assigned to you?" Fu Zhiheng asked calmly.

Thinking back to my homework, I had thrown it into the toilet of the old house a long time ago. It must have been dealt with by the servants now.

Humph, stinky daddy still thinks homework can threaten me.

Fu Heng's face was full of smug smiles. He was indeed the smartest kid!

Gradually, Fu Heng couldn't laugh anymore. He saw a sinister smile on his daddy's face, which made Fu Heng feel a little nervous.

"Lu Yang."

"Yes, Master Fu."

"Give the young master his homework back and let him take a good look at it."

"Okay~"

Lu Yang took out a yellow leather notebook slowly, on which were clearly written the four big words "Winter Vacation Homework".

In addition to the four obvious big words "Winter Vacation Homework", you can also clearly see the graffiti written by the owner of the homework on the yellow leather surface.

It was a small stickman who defeated the seemingly sturdy stickman, held the pink stickman in his arms, and put a cross on the sturdy stickman.

Finally, he did not forget to express the owner's happiness with words, and wrote four big characters "Master, mine" at the end of the leather.

The spirit of seeking death and provocation is displayed vividly.

When Lu Yang picked up the book, he didn't know who it belonged to, and he didn't care at the time, thinking it was the homework of a servant's child.

Until one day I forgot about it and took the wrong manuscript during one of my reports, so I took out this winter vacation homework.

Only then did I realize that this was Master Heng’s homework.

Lu Yang really admired Young Master Heng. Only Young Master Heng was the only one who dared to challenge Master Fu so blatantly.

Lu Yang adhered to the attitude of helping the right rather than the relative, and put his winter vacation homework on the table under the resentful gaze of Master Heng.

"Fu Heng, do you know where to find this book?"

Fu Heng already knew that since his stinky dad had found the winter vacation homework, he naturally knew where he had hidden it.

I guess he asked me this because he wanted me to admit it myself.

"Oh, my winter vacation homework is here. Daddy, I have looked for it at home several times but couldn't find it. Thank you, Daddy~"

Adhering to the principle of not hitting someone who smiles at you, Fu Heng firmly refused to admit that he was the one who threw his winter vacation homework into the toilet of the old house.

I must not lose face in front of my mommy.

Fu Zhiheng also knew clearly what this kid Fu Heng was thinking.

"Okay, now that we've found it, let's see how your winter vacation homework is going."

After saying that, he reached out and was about to open the homework on the table.

"No!" Fu Heng quickly slipped out of Jiang Mingjiao's arms and held the winter vacation homework in his arms.

Not a single word was touched inside. If I opened it here, I would be beaten by my dad at best. But if my mom found out that I didn't finish my homework, I would lose face.

Fu Heng said in his heart, "No, no, absolutely not. I am now a good boy in my mother's heart."

“Damn daddy, you win!” Fu Heng gritted his teeth as he stared at the winter vacation homework in front of him.

"Mommy, I'll go upstairs to check my homework first." After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Mingjiao to say anything, his little legs hurriedly ran upstairs.

At this time, Jiang Mingjiao was still a little confused. What was the winter vacation homework? Why did it make Fu Heng so nervous, as if he was afraid that he would discover something.

Looking back at the original owner's memory, it seemed to have appeared several times during the original owner's miserable childhood.

However, the original owner's previous school was just a qualification that Jiang Chenghua arranged for her to audit the school in order to prevent others from accusing her of mistreating her children.

The original owner's winter vacation was always surrounded by endless winter vacation jobs, and he watched people of the same age appear on the street wearing beautiful clothes.

At that time, the original owner was extremely eager for knowledge, but Jiang Chenghua would not miss such a good opportunity to make money during the winter vacation.

From then on, the original owner could only watch from afar as his winter vacation homework was burned to ashes by Jiang Chenghua.