In the name of father

When Qin Lang walked into the teaching office, he saw the black-haired man sitting inside from a distance, and Qin Lang could recognize the familiar back almost turned into ashes.

How is he?

Frowning fiercely, the man in the distance stopped in his tracks, his playful eyes immediately darkened, and he calmly glanced at the man in suit who was following him in a calm manner, and then The caller immediately lowered his head—obviously, he didn't even know whose child it was that moved the young master...

If he knew it was the Xiao family, he would notify his boss as soon as he said anything.

——Who in the entire K city doesn't know that Qin Lang, the boss of the southern district, hates the most, and there will be no second person except Xiao Mo.

But at this moment, the tall and straight man moved his figure, slowly took his hands out of his pockets, and said in a low voice, "You just wait here for me" without looking back. The corners raised a cold arc, and they walked steadily towards the door of the teaching office not far from them——

Xiao Mo, you are really trying your best to make your presence felt in front of me, have you even used your son?I really want to see what kind of tricks you are going to play this time.

As the man thought about it, the expression on his face became more and more ugly, which caused him to involuntarily exert more force in his hands when he pushed open the door in front of him.

However, something that surprised Qin Lang happened in the next second. When he opened the door and walked into the teaching office, the faces of the people in the room had different expressions——

The head of the Political and Education Department clearly wrote on his face: Lord, take me away!

The middle-aged female head teacher is normal (and does not have the expression she should have when she sees the gang boss.

Two little kids who can tell who they are at a glance. One frowns bitterly, hates and hates, and the other looks like a male tiger seeing another male tiger who is robbing his wife (...).

The only person in the teaching office who didn't respond was Xiao Mo.

When Qin Lang opened the door and walked in, the man sitting on the sofa was drinking tea with a cup of Kung Fu teacup in his hand. When he heard the door opening, he just subconsciously looked back and turned his face He twisted it back, sniffed silently and brought the teacup to his lips, the boiling water just poured into the cup was so hot that Xiao Mo silently blew a bubble in the cup——

His second uncle's, scalding me to death.

So, what fell into Qin Lang's eyes was such a scene——

The black-haired man leaning lazily on the sofa sipped his tea calmly and expressionlessly, probably because the tea in the cup was still warm, the man's thin lips, which should have been light-colored, were ironed into a nice-looking one. Ruddy, with watery luster.His collar was different from usual. For some reason, he seemed to have opened two buttons randomly. At this moment, the almost transparent white neck stretched out from under the collar. It was almost a blink of an eye. Can easily see the blue blood vessels under the fair skin.

Qin Lang stopped the pace he was about to walk in, his dark gray pupils suddenly sank, just staring at the man's neck unscrupulously for a moment.

It is reasonable to say that Xiao Mo is actually not much older than Qin Lang - but probably because he has two sons himself, the man is much more mature than Qin Lang in terms of temperament, and his behavior seems more like a man who is nearly forty years old. However, what is surprising is that people with this kind of temperament will always make a little childish behavior under unexpected circumstances, such as being scalded by the water in the teacup.

Yes, even if Xiao Mo's little tricks can hide it from others, it can't hide it from Qin Lang's eyes.

The man paused, feeling that he had seen enough, then looked away, greeted the two teachers in the teaching office expressionlessly, found a chair far away from Xiao Mo and sat down on his own.

At this moment, Xiao Mo realized that the gamma-ray-like gaze on him had finally moved away, he breathed a sigh of relief calmly, raised his head and glanced at his cheap sons, all of them looked...Hate iron Looking at himself with a weak appearance.

Xiao Mo: "..."

Damn, what the hell is wrong with you looking at me with this kind of eyes?

What's wrong with me? !

It's just a sip of tea, are you still going to watch me drink something earth-shattering? !

Roaring in his heart, on the surface he lowered his eyes with a lazy look. Xiao Mo drank the tea in the small Kung Fu teacup little by little, but he did not put down the cup in a hurry, being scalded by the temperature. Some red fingertips rubbed against the rough touch of the purple sand edge——

The man's actions, in Qin Lang's eyes, naturally turned into a guilty expression.

With a sneer in his heart, the expression in those dark brown pupils became more and more icy. The man in sportswear who was not inferior to Xiao Mo in terms of momentum was the first to speak: "I heard that Mr. I feel unwell, I wonder if I have recovered a little recently?"

yeah?

Xiao Mo was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that this glamorous and noble young man in front of him sounded like he knew the former Xiao Mo.

After clearing his throat, Xiao Mo had no choice but to cheer up 12 points, and threw a polite and alienated smile that he was good at at Qin Lang: "It's not a problem to come out and walk around, thanks for your concern."

A sentence that Xiao Mo felt was 100% perfect from politeness to upbringing, Qin Lang's ears were stunned to hear a provocative atmosphere.

The abnormal attitude of the man in front of him made Qin Lang more and more sure that he was planning some disgusting conspiracy. Thinking of this, the smile on the man's face finally became unbearable. He raised his eyelids and decided not to hang around with the black-haired man in front of him anymore. Circle, stretched out his hand to take the purple sand teacup that was handed over by the director of the political and educational department as a matter of course, Qin Lang lowered his eyes and glanced at the teacup in his hand, and then said in a calm voice: "Xiao Mo , I won’t go around in circles with you anymore, your son beat my son to the point of bleeding, and now he is unconscious and is being rescued in the hospital, how do you explain this?”

Qin Lang didn't even think about it, just like a kid, he made his godson's condition a hundred times worse for no reason and threw Xiao Mo a face.

Xiao Mo, who was sitting opposite Qin Lang, looked at Xiao Yan with a blank face when he heard it, and seemed to be very puzzled if this guy had such a great ability to make a brick into a vegetable so ruthlessly, but it was Xiao Yan who heard something wrong: "No Right! I watched them put Wang Zhixi into the ambulance with my own eyes, and they were still screaming like killing a pig—”

Xiao Mo cleared his throat, interrupted Xiao Yan's yelling, and gave him a sideways glance like a warning: The parents are still sitting here, be careful with your words!

This kid Xiao Yan usually fights against Xiao Mo, but now he was cast a sideways glance for some reason and immediately withered, he pursed his lips in displeasure and pushed Xiao Yan beside him: "Come here."

So Xiao Yan came on.

The elder brother is the elder brother, even in the face of Qin Lang, who is a whole circle older than himself, he did not lose his momentum at all. He raised his eyelids and glanced coldly at Qin Lang, who was looking at the two brothers not far away: "You can If my younger brother does anything to instigate guilt, but ignores the facts and aggravates Wang Zhixi's condition to frighten him, then there is really no need, Mr. Qin."

Xiao Mo listened from the sidelines, and silently gave 32 likes to his eldest son, the right protector, and then he started to feel pain in his ass. In fact, from the surface, maybe this "Mr. Qin" sitting with Xiao Yan in front of him would be more like his biological father and son .

Xiao Mo: "..."

Wait, something doesn't seem right.

Isn't Wang Zhixi's surname Wang?

Isn't "Mr. Qin" surnamed Qin?

What happened to one son at a time?

As if feeling Xiao Mo's elusive glances sweeping back and forth across his face, Qin Lang sneered and looked at the pair of bright black pupils on his face, and gave an explanation in a lukewarm manner: "I still need to recognize a son." do you agree?"

It was time for Xiao Mo to show a hurt expression after being released for a week.

But now the black-haired man's eyes showed no reaction at all, he just stretched out his hand subconsciously and pinched his earlobe, said "oh", and then said out of nowhere -

"Mr. Qin is very lucky."

As for what good luck is, Xiao Mo himself doesn't know.

And judging from the weird gazes cast on them by the people around them, they were also quite inexplicable.

Xiao Mo was embarrassed when he received the gaze of "hate iron but not steel" from his son for the umpteenth time today—at this moment he finally realized that it seemed that every time he opened his mouth, what followed was a long-term, very difficult to rescue cold field.

Xiao Mo simply kept his mouth shut and did not speak - but just because he did not speak did not mean that others would not force him to speak.

For example, "Mr. Qin", who was sitting not far from him at this moment, seemed to be extremely angry by his words just now. At this time, the man's handsome face could almost be described as cold, and the corner of his lips The sneer became more and more sarcastic, Qin Lang looked at Xiao Mo for a while, until the other party showed an embarrassed expression, then he snorted softly, and said slowly: "Xiao Mo, don't be too boring, if you have any ideas, be upright , What is it for a child?"

Xiao Mo subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yan, his expressionless face seemed to say: Seeing the innocent child, I will blame you for it.

Xiao Yan glared at him ungratefully.

The flirting between the father and son was naturally very annoying to Qin Lang, and he frowned unconsciously, resisting the urge to grab the black-haired man's chin and pull his face back only to face himself, Qin Lang put the already slightly cold hand in his hand. The teacup was brought to his lips, and he hid the emotion in his eyes by sipping tea: "Where's Xiao Qi?"

"I went to deal with the matter on the field." Xiao Mo replied honestly.

"If I knew you were here today, I wouldn't come here for anything."

"Oh," Xiao Mo didn't understand the amount of information in the words, just nodded and said casually, "I'm sorry."

"..." Qin Lang paused, Xiao Mo's various reactions made him suddenly feel as if he was punching cotton with a fist, he was very boring, suppressed the unreasonable irritability in his heart, and turned the gun Director of Political and Education Department, "If this matter is not handled well, I will consider asking Wang Zhixi to change to another school—at least, a school that can guarantee the personal safety of students."

The director of the political and educational department lying on the gun: "..."

It's just kids fighting, boss, don't make it so serious, okay? ! ! !

"Oh, no need," at this time, it was the black-haired man who didn't fart when no one talked to him before who spoke up. He sat up a little and put the cup back in his hand. On the coffee table, he said without haste——

"I was planning to change schools for Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan. First, this kid beat up his classmates, and he will not get along with other friends in the future. Second, I don't like watching others slander my son. Stealing things, look, Mr. Qin, without any evidence, your son took a group of children to the rooftop to block my son, forcing him to admit that he stole something, which in my opinion is more expensive than a bag of bread Something that can't be done... To be honest, this kind of thing makes me feel very unhappy."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Mo paused, and showed a gentle smile at Qin Lang: "So your son can stay in this school with peace of mind, and after Xiao Yan is gone, no one will beat him again... After all, After all, he is also the king of children who can summon a large group of people with just a wave of his hand."

Teach the people: "..."

For some reason, the man who was meek and tame a second ago suddenly went into a rage without warning.

A roomful of people were killed off guard.

But at this moment, seeing the flash of surprise on Qin Lang's face, Xiao Yan's heart burst into joy, he opened his mouth and gave his father an incomparably bright smile as a reward, completely unaware that he was The happy Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "What are you laughing at, you still have the face to smile like a flower after hitting a classmate?!"

The smile on Xiao Yan's face froze, and he was so angry that he was dying of anger at this ignorant old man.

Xiao Yan, who was sitting next to him, sighed calmly. He really didn't understand what kind of medicine Qin Lang and Xiao Yan had taken wrongly. This man was obviously not in the situation at all, but the two of them were still rushing to find the abuser. Seems to talk to him.