C45 A Hunger Strike Protest!
C45 A Hunger Strike Protest!
The fruit was very delicious, but his mommy was there. He really wanted to go and find her!
Tang Cheng was in a dilemma. He wanted both the fish and the bear paw, so he shook his legs and walked to his cheap dad's feet. He used the same trick again and pinched the corner of his shirt. He raised his head and looked at him expectantly.
'Cheap dad, let me go! '
In the aspect of pinching the corner of his shirt, Tang Cheng followed Tang Qingge.
Bo Qichen lowered his head and looked into Tang Cheng's eyes. His eyes were pitch black, and no one knew what he was thinking.
At this moment, the old housekeeper just finished listening to the teacher who taught Tang Cheng Spanish and told him about Tang Cheng's learning situation today without missing a single word. He turned off the microphone. He walked to Bo Qichen with a serious face. He thought for a long time before he spoke. "Mr. Bo, the teacher who taught Little Master Spanish just now said... Little Master's homework had dropped a lot these days. He had almost forgotten everything he had learned. When he lectured Little Master, it gave him the feeling that Little Master had changed into a different person."
Tang Cheng looked to the side guiltily. He had never learned Spanish. When they were overseas, they lived in Chinatown and spoke Mandarin. How could he possibly know Spanish?
"I quit."
"Yes."
It's over.
This sentence gave Tang Cheng the feeling that he had 'killed'. Tang Cheng felt that there was no hope for him. He did not even let Tang Qingge see him. This cheap father was definitely not his father!
Thus, Tang Cheng angrily drove upstairs.
That night, Tang Cheng locked himself in his room and protested with a hunger strike. It was said that Bo Ye often used this tactic to deal with Bo Qichen. Tang Cheng did the same. He also locked himself in his room. No matter how hard the old butler tried to persuade him, he refused to come out.
The old butler watched Bo Ye grow up and saw him go on a hunger strike. However, his heart ached for him. He gently knocked on the door and coaxed him with a careful tone. "Little Master, Sir is doing this for your own good. You must not starve to death. I asked the chef to make you crabs. Didn't you make a fuss and want to eat?"
No matter what the old butler said, Tang Cheng refused to go out.
At this time, the maid ran over to persuade him, "Mr. Bo said that it won't do anything if you starve for a meal. This time, Sir won't listen to Little Master anymore. Old Butler, you'd better go downstairs!"
The old housekeeper sighed and turned around to go downstairs.
The old housekeeper was there when Bo Qichen moved in. Bo Qichen maintained the table manners and ate at the dining table. The old housekeeper came and Bo Qichen asked him to sit down and eat with him.
"No, Little Master is still hungry. How can I eat?"
The old housekeeper looked worried. He was still looking upstairs.
The assistant objected, "Young master is already five years old. Actually, he is already sensible! Butler, you will pamper Little Master instead. Little Master is the future successor of the Bo's Group. How can he be a person who relies on a hunger strike to obtain benefits? "
"So what if he is five years old? No matter how old he is, he is still a child that needs to be loved!"
The old butler could not help but look at Bo Qichen. "Sir, don't blame me for speaking too much. Do you still remember? When you carried Little Master from outside, he was livid. If you did not find the most famous doctor in the world to save that child, you would not be able to save him. But no one expected Little Master to have congenital autism. "