"Okay, will dad draw together?" Xiao Yuzi looked at Qiao Sinian expectantly.

"..." Qiao Sinian of course showed a fatherly smile, "Dad can teach you how to write, and you can play the piano."

"Dad, is the little grapefruit beautiful?" The little girl shook the drawing paper in her hand, her big eyes were black and bright, and cute.

"It's very good, it's better to learn more from the teacher."

Little Yuzu is so happy.

"Chengfan, how did you do in the midterm exam?" Qiao Sinian looked at the little guy who didn't like to speak very much.

"The first in the grade is 12 points more than the second place." Qiao Chengfan has the unique pride of this age and is very satisfied with his achievements.

But Qiao Sinian is best at pouring cold water.

Qiao Sinian frowned and his eyes were deep: "It's worth your attention if only twelve points more than you can tell me? Do you understand there is a word called 'far ahead'? If you don't do that, just put away your pride."

"Hmph." Qiao Chengfan was dissatisfied.

Come again!

"The test of riding the sail is already very good. You might not be better than riding the sail back then." Ye Jiaqi of course stood aside with his son.

"He is still a big distance from me." Qiao Sinian became unmodest.

"You mean Qiao Chengfan is not as good as you, that is, he says I've lowered your level." Ye Jiaqi drank hot tea casually.

Josnian: “…”

I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense.

In front of Ye Jiaqi, Qiao Sinian had no choice but to bow his head.

Qiao Chengfan likes to see Old Qiao unable to speak, and also likes to step on slowly: "Every time my father scolds me, he likes to say, why did he give birth to such a fool?"

Ye Jiaqi rushed over to Qiao Sinian with a knife-like look.

Qiao Si Nian, you're done.

Qiao Sinian glanced at Qiao Chengfan, "Very good, kid, you deserve a beating."

"But it doesn't matter. My dad is indeed better than me, otherwise how could he marry Qiqi?" Qiao Chengfan smiled.

After all the words, Ye Jiaqi was filled with joy.

Qiao Sinian gritted his teeth, is this kid going to heaven? He didn't have such a sloppy ability when he was eight years old.

"Qiao Chengfan, you're enough." Qiao Sinian's voice was low.

Qiao Chengfan drank tea silently, okay, let’s not talk about it.

You can't blame him, you are the one who took the lead first, Lao Qiao.

Little Yuzi lay on the side and drew with her watercolor brush, so she didn't care about adults' words.

The room was very warm, and the servant brought over a plate of fruit and snacks.

Drinking tea and eating snacks, Ye Jiaqi's body was warm and gentle. This was the home she was most familiar with, and she was extremely familiar with every corner.

Qiao Sinian asked Qiao Chengfan to take the latest homework and test papers for him to check, so Qiao Chengfan had to go and get them obediently.

Ye Jiaqi also flipped through it casually.

I have to say that Qiao Chengfan's achievements are amazing and his handwriting is particularly neat.

Qiao Chengfan spent a long time in London, with the best English scores and almost reached the level of junior high school in China.

Ye Jiaqi was not worried about Qiao Chengfan's achievements at all.

There is nothing to worry about.

It's many times better than her back then.

However, Qiao Sinian was nitpicking, picking up tricks in the eggs, and carrying Qiao Chengfan over to train him. While scolding him, he also said that this was a low-level mistake, and his expression was that his IQ was lowered by Qiao Chengfan.

Qiao Sinian trained people, and Xiao Yuzi hid in Ye Jiaqi's arms in fear, for fear of scolding her.

Qiao Chengfan silently modified the error with a pen. It is difficult for him to fool such a father.
Chapter completed!