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However, this was just a form of address, so Gu Zi didn't really care. His son called him uncle more often than he did his father. Every time he heard it, he felt goosebumps all over his body, and he was even less at ease than his uncle.

He reached out his hand towards Ming Xue Mo with a sunny smile on his face, "Teacher Ming, Gu Si will be troubling you in the future."

However, the corner of Ming Xue Mo's mouth slightly twitched, she pulled out a smile that was not a smile, and did not shake Gu Qishao's hand that was in front of her.

" "You're welcome." There was a trace of pride in her indifferent tone.

Gu Zi looked at his hand that was hanging in the air, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. He was actually rejected by a little girl?

Was there a mistake? His route today was clearly so pro-people!

Gu Qishao naturally retrieved the hand that people despised and placed it under his nose, ready to make a fake coughing sound to cover up his embarrassment.

But his cough was still in its brewing stages, and there was a commotion in the dining room.

"Sorry, sorry …" Some apologized humbly.

"You must be blind!" Someone was furious.

Gu Si was still young and curious, so he quickly tilted his head to see what had happened.

A waiter with two cups of coffee and a cake on a tray was standing in the hallway with his head lowered. Opposite her was a fat, middle-aged man with one hand on his hip and the other almost touching the waiter's face.

The waiter explained in a submissive manner, "You bumped into me."

The middle-aged man turned his finger and pointed it at himself. "I hit you?" He snorted and became even angrier, "Won't you move to the side when you see me coming? Do you know how much my clothes are worth? This is an Armani, a famous brand that even you cannot afford to pay for a few months' worth of time!"

The waiter innocently looked at her side, there was a table on the left and a screen on the right, she was also prepared to move away, but with this mister's size, it was obviously useless for her to dodge, she could only disappear to avoid colliding with him.

"Let me help you wipe it off." Although the main responsibility did not lie with her, the waiter still hurriedly tried to salvage the situation.

The middle-aged man pushed her away roughly. "Take your dirty hands away!"

The waiter staggered back a step, and the coffee on the tray splattered on her.

Now that things had progressed to this point, the two of them could be considered to have reached a stalemate. However, the middle-aged man continued to clamor, "Call your manager out, I want to file a complaint against you!"

Gu Si couldn't bear to watch any longer. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up for justice.

Gu Zi asked, "Gu Si, what are you doing?"

Gu Si answered simply and roughly, "Beat him up!"

Gu Zi asked as he compared the density and height of both sides and looked at him doubtfully. "Can you beat him?"

Gu Si replied with a gaze of doubt. "You mean I should leave it?"

Gu Zi asked, was he the kind of person to stand by and watch without doing anything? He was the most loyal, okay!

"I mean, do you want me to come up with you?"

Gu Si felt that his suggestion was reliable, so he waved his domineering hands at Gu Zi and said with his head held high and his chest puffed up, "Let's go!"

Ming Xue Mo raised her eyelids to look at the big and small, and said in a mocking tone: "Hey, lawless society, can the two of you solve this conflict in a more civilized manner?"

Gu Si and Gu Qishao simultaneously turned around to look at Ming Xue.

Gu Si blinked before asking in anticipation, "Sister Xue Mo, do you have any good ideas?"

Ming Xue Mo spat out a few words, "Doing what you do, we will return the favor."

He crooked his finger at Gu Si and muttered in a low voice that only the two of them could hear. "You first …" "And then again …"

The corner of Gu Zi's mouth curved into a smile. He looked at the similar demonic aura exuding from the corners of the eyes of these two children. He had a feeling that the Gu family would be tortured by them in the future.

Right after making his conclusion, Gu Si reached out his hand towards him and said, "Uncle, give me money. I want to eat ice cream."

Gu Zi asked, directly handing him the entire purse.

Gu Si rummaged through it and randomly pulled out a bright red Grandpa Hairy. He then went to the counter from the other end of the corridor.

After he left, Mumei also picked up the milky white ink pen on the table and stood up.

The smile on Gouzi's face deepened. Using a pen to resolve a conflict seemed to be much more civilized.

Ming Xue Mo walked towards the waiter and the middle-aged man with a calm expression. She wanted to go to the bathroom, but the wide hallway was blocked by the middle-aged man. She had no choice but to turn back.

The washroom was no longer in the mood to go.

On the other side, Gu Si had already bought the strawberry-flavored ice cream that he liked. He walked over to the waiter and the middle-aged man and said very politely, "Please step aside."

The waiter slightly leaned to the side and Gu Si walked over.

When the middle-aged man saw the gap left in his path, he had no choice but to take two steps back. He prepared to retreat to a vacant seat to let Gu Si pass through.

He still wanted to settle the score with the waiter, so he didn't have time to bother with Gu Si, this little kid.

Unexpectedly, he had only taken one step back when he felt a strange object beneath his feet. He once again began to put on a long face and asked, "What thing?"

At this time, Ming Xue Mo changed into an anxious expression that made her want to cry. She jogged to the middle-aged man's side, pouted and said, "Uncle, you broke my pen."

The middle-aged man was in trouble again. "Can you blame me for dropping your pen at my feet?"

Ming Xue Mo tremblingly tried to reason with him: "But if you don't step on it, it won't be bad …"

The matter of his clothes had also been settled, yet another matter of a pen had popped up. The middle-aged man was filled with will-o '-the-wisp. He saw that Ming Xue Mo was just a student, so he didn't want to bother with her. "A pen is worth a bit of money, I'll compensate you," he said in an overbearing tone.

Hearing that he wanted to pay her back, the corner of Ming Xue Mo's mouth curved up into a smug smile as she said, word for word, "My pen is Mont Blanc, which my father brought back from Germany. The domestic price should be around 7600 yuan."

The middle-aged man was stunned. What 'Grace of Monaco'? He could not understand it!

But a pen costs seven thousand six hundred! He had never heard of it before!

"You want to bluff me?" The middle-aged man glared at Ming Xue Mo viciously.

Ming Xue Mo pretended to look wronged, "If you don't believe me, you can go search on your own."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and began to renege on his debt. "Go away, I have no money."

Ming Xue Jia stood there without moving.

"Are you going or not?"

Mingxue stubbornly shook her head, "My pen is broken. When I go back, my dad will beat me."

"You're not leaving, right?" The middle-aged man glared at her menacingly. He saw that she wasn't afraid of him and didn't want to leave either. He said indignantly, "If you don't want to leave, then I'll leave!"

Originally, at this point, Ming Xue Mo's script had already ended, but Gu Si felt that he was too lacking in drama, so he just wanted to add some drama on himself. He tugged at the corner of the middle-aged man's shirt and stubbornly said, "You're not allowed to leave, pay for my sister's pen!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand towards Gu Si, as if he was going to hit him. "Let go!"

Gu Zi was originally quite happy watching the show, but when he saw that the fat pig wanted to touch Gu Si, he quickly threw his wallet onto the table and strode over.

He was tired of living for daring to touch his son!

However, before he even reached her, she stomped her foot on the middle-aged man's leg. Then, she hurriedly pulled Gu Si over to protect him.

The middle-aged man became angry from embarrassment, but he was used to being bullied by the evil women in the house, so he didn't dare hit her, but he couldn't swallow his anger. After thinking for a while, he rolled his eyes, picked up a cup of coffee from the waiter's tray, and prepared to throw it at Mingxue and Mou!

Gu Qishao quickened his steps and quickly stepped forward, pushing aside the middle-aged man and putting both Ming Xue and Gu scrunched together to protect his majestic body.

The cup of hot coffee, which had already drawn a beautiful parabola in the air, splashed onto his back.