My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

Back to the room, Wang Yuehao hadn't come back yet.

Xiao Ke lay down on the bed boredly, took out his mobile phone and opened vBo.

It had been a long time since he had seen the messages sent by fans, so he clicked on them out of curiosity.

"Baby Goose, my fans miss you so much. Why haven't there been any news recently?"

"Xiao Ke, can you give more updates? Are your fans waiting for news from you?"

"Little cutie, I've been waiting for three days when to continue filming "Survival of the Jedi"."

……

Xiao Ke narrowed his eyes and felt happy.

By tapping the screen, he replied to more than a dozen fans' private messages.

Squeak—

The door was pushed open, and Wang Yuehao laughed and hugged Xiao Ke.

"Son, do you miss your father?"

Xiao Ke nodded repeatedly and sighed with a melancholy expression.

"The Wang family is so boring, and they are not as fun as our family."

"Hahaha, good son, let's go home after the party tomorrow, okay?"

"it is good."

Xiao Ke smiled happily, his white and tender face was very elastic, and he seemed very satisfied.

After a while, Wang Yuehao picked up his mobile phone and made a video call to his wife.

Chen Hui was doing beauty treatments with a smile at the moment, and even applied a layer of mud mask on her face.

As soon as she answered the phone, she was anxious to check what her son was doing.

Wang Yuehao smiled lightly and pointed the phone screen at his sleeping son.

Xiao Ke was facing the phone screen, showing his plump face.

When he slept, his little mouth squeaked as if he was chewing something, which made Chen Hui giggle.

After chatting for a few words, the two hung up the phone...

The sun gradually sank below the horizon, and the window outside the window became darker and darker.

A few hours later, it was almost time for the Wang family to have dinner.

Wang Yuehao put down the book in his hand and rubbed his sore eyes.

Seeing that his son was still sleeping soundly, Wang Yuehao got up and shook him awake.

"My dear son, will you go have dinner with daddy?"

Xiao Ke stood up slowly and walked out of bed sleepily, with a faint trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

This cute look can probably only appear on him.

Wang Yuehao picked up his son and took him to wash his face before he woke up.

"Isn't my son eating a big meal in his dream?"

Xiao Ke curled his lips and didn't understand how his father guessed it right.

In the dream, he was eating fried chicken~

After tidying up for a while, Wang Yuehao took Xiao Ke to the main building lobby.

The Wang family is not dark at night. There are lights everywhere, and wall lamps are hung on both sides of the road so that you can see the road clearly.

As the father and son entered the hall, Wang Yuehao immediately noticed something was wrong.

At this time, the atmosphere at the dinner table was depressing, and Wang Zhongping and his wife were full of resentment.

"Fourth, you have to give me an explanation this time!"

The second master of the Wang family stood up from the table and angrily scolded Wang Yuehao.

In the afternoon, the couple learned that their son had an accident and rushed to the hospital anxiously.

As soon as they arrived, the local doctor issued a notice of Wang Jinqi's critical illness to the two of them...

Wang Qingshan, who was sitting in the main seat, tapped his cane.

Wang Zhongping's expression condensed, and he sat back down with a cold snort.

"Come here, Xiaosi, and explain this matter clearly."

Wang Yuehao looked confused and did not understand the meaning of several people's words.

After the father and son sat down, Wang Zhongping asked in a low voice.

"Your son killed Qi'er's dog and beat me, Qi'er, seriously."

"If you don't give an explanation today, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Wang Yuehao was a little confused, so he raised his eyes and glanced at the dining table.

Among the more than twenty direct descendants of the Wang family, Wang Jinqi was indeed missing.

"Second brother, how old is my son? How can he kill a dog and hurt someone? Everything must be done with evidence, right?"

The rest of the people didn't believe what the second master said. How could a six-year-old child do such a thing.

Can that soft little fist hurt someone?

Lu Qian gritted her teeth and said fiercely.

"Qi'er's servant saw with his own eyes that this little brat was beating people!"

"Right now, my son is still lying unconscious in the intensive care unit. Father, you have to make the decision for us."

Wang Yuehao had a sullen face as he confronted Wang Zhongping and his wife.

Xiao Ke was lying on the table beside him, staring at the food in a daze.

He wanted to eat, but no one was using chopsticks right now, and he was too embarrassed to eat first...

Seeing this scene, Lu Qian was so angry that she opened her mouth and cursed at the two of them.

"This little brat did it, so don't cover up your son."

"This little bastard hurt my Qi'er so badly, do you think you have no responsibility?"

"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Neither father nor son is good."

Xiao Ke raised his head and looked at Lu Qian angrily.

"Old aunt, your mouth really stinks, it smells worse than the sewage in the sewer."

"I advise you to quickly buy a bottle of perfume to rinse your mouth. A toothbrush cannot remove the stink."

A sound of milk came out, causing the atmosphere on the table to become solemn.

I didn't expect this little baby to be very articulate and good at swearing, but I don't know who he learned it from.

Wang Donghai, the fifth master of the Wang family, crossed his arms over his chest with a smile hidden in his eyes.

Wang Linfeng and Wang Liqun looked at Xiao Ke indifferently. They always disliked the boy.

It's just that due to the presence of the head of the family, it was not shown openly.

"You little bastard!"

Lu Qian stood up and scolded in a sharp voice.

"You have no education at all, please apologize to me!"

Xiao Ke raised his plump little hand, his pupils flashed with a cold light.

It's obvious that they were the ones who bullied others first, and now they still insult dad, so don't blame yourself for being rude!

In an instant, Lu Qian felt a strong pressure.

It felt like a huge boulder was pressing down on her body, making her bones almost fall apart.

Everyone also noticed something strange about Lu Qian. They saw that her whole body was shaking, her breathing was rapid, and she was sweating continuously from her forehead...

"Bad aunt, I will beat you to death next time."

Xiao Ke muttered and withdrew his pressure on her.

Lu Qian slumped back into her seat, breathing heavily.

What happened just now? Did he hit something evil?

Wang Qingshan sighed and said to the second child.

"We can discuss this matter after Qi'er wakes up. Don't make any hasty conclusions now."

"I also think Wang Xiaoke can't do this. Can a six-year-old baby hurt someone?"

Wang Zhongping suppressed his anger and stared at Xiao Ke with cold eyes.

When his son wakes up, he will make him pay the price!

Wang Qingshan continued to speak.

"Second child, fifth child, you two will take the juniors to the princess banquet tomorrow."

"Remember to let the juniors express themselves more and strive to win the favor of the princess."

Wang Zhongping and Wang Donghai nodded slightly.

Xiao Ke looked at his grandfather in confusion, did the Wang family in Kyoto also want to attend the banquet?

After eating, everyone left the hall one after another...

Wang Yuehao led Xiao Ke back to his residence.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, he remembered the invitation from his sisters.

But it was getting late now, and he didn't want to go out to play anymore.

After thinking about it, Xiao Ke took out his cell phone and replied to his sisters.

After the message was sent, he lay flat on the bed and watched "Pigs Out".

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep, and the flesh on his face rose and fell rhythmically.

Wang Yuehao stood up from his seat, picked up the quilt and covered his son.

After staring at Xiao Ke for a while, Wang Yuehao smiled brightly.

……

At this time, there were constant discussions about the "little princess" on v-blog.

The number of comments on the topic has exceeded 200,000!

People are all speculating about the grandeur of the banquet, the age and appearance of the princess, etc.

All major news media flocked to Kyoto, just to capture hot content.

……

The next day, early morning~

Xiao Ke woke up naturally from his sleep and stretched himself comfortably.

"Hey, where's dad?"

He looked around and couldn't find his father.

His consciousness revealed that Wang Yuehao was on his way back. He must have gotten up early for a walk.

Xiao Ke turned over and took out his cell phone, clicking on the dialog box with his sisters.

The strange thing is that none of the six sisters responded to his messages, which made Xiao Ke feel ignored.

When Wang Yuehao pushed the door open, Xiao Ke was staring blankly at the messages from his sisters with a grimace.

"What's wrong, son? What happened? Are you so unhappy?"

Wang Yuehao approached Xiao Ke and gently rubbed his face a few times.

"My sisters are ignoring me."

After hearing his son's aggrieved explanation, Wang Yuehao quickly responded to comfort him.

"Don't worry, son, maybe my sisters are busy."

"Really? Dad won't lie to me, right?"

Wang Yuehao smiled lightly and shook his head at Xiao Ke.

This made him feel wonderful instantly, and he forgot the unpleasantness in the blink of an eye.

The whole morning, the father and son stayed in the room.

After lunch and sending Xiao Ke back to his room, Wang Yuehao ran to the main building to visit his father and say goodbye to him.

Having seen this, I don’t know when the next time will be.

By the time Wang Yuehao returned to the room, it was already evening.

"My dear son, do you want to go to the banquet?"

Wang Yuehao picked up Xiao Ke, his eyes full of doting.

"Yeah, of course. When are we going?"

Xiao Ke smiled sweetly and couldn't wait to eat the cake.

Wang Yuehao stretched out his hand and gently scratched the tip of his nose, then spoke softly.

"My dear son, you must be greedy. Let's set off now."

"Great!"

……