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　　Chapter 830 - Caterpillar on a note

　　ran into the room to find a paper slip for his mother to leave for her little friend Linnuo, then turned around to look at Xing Si who was lying on the ground.

　　If it were not for the fact that he asked for fruit juice, Old Four would not have been beaten up. The little guy still felt guilty.

　　"He's just asleep, don't worry!"

　　Maybe it was because he had served Feng Xinglang for too long, and it would be much easier to deal with this little thing that came from the same line as Feng Xinglang.

　　Under Cong Gang's comforting words, the anxious little friend Linnuo ran back into the study room.

　　Cong Gang stood outside the door of the study, and did not go in to see what the little guy had left for his mother.

　　In less than two minutes, the little fellow ran out while scratching its head and holding a large piece of paper.

　　"Your name is Cong Gang, right?"

　　"Yes!" "What's the problem?"

　　"Can you write your name?"

　　"..."

　　So the little thing had encountered a problem: he could not write Cong Gang's name.

　　Cong Gang took a glance at the note the little fellow left for Lin Xueluo.

　　It should be going with Cong Gang to see the b.a.s.t.a.r.d's father. But the little guy could not write the word 'Cong Gang'. Because it was not yet time to teach Chinese in the kindergarten.

　　"You can use Pinyin."

　　Cong Gang suggested. He did not try to conceal the fact that he had taken the little thing with him.

　　"Phonetic? I don't know. Cong Gang, do you know how to write your name? "

　　The little guy became a little angry from the question.

　　"Um …" My Chinese is also not very good! "

　　The monitoring system of the entire villa was already in a state of stagnation, so of course Cong Gang would not leave any evidence that would be disadvantageous towards him.

　　"You're such a big person, yet you can't even write your own Chinese. There's no saving you!"

　　The little guy was extremely disgusted. Then, he wittily asked, "Do you have an English name?"

　　"Not yet... Why don't you help me pick one up? "

　　Cong Gang's temper had reached its peak. Feng Xinglang had taken the Chinese name, and now that his own son had given him the English name, it could be considered matching.

　　Linnuo's little friend looked like he was' I can't be bothered with you ', and then ran into the living room to look for Wei Kang.