“I Want To Go To Work.”

Fu Han usually liked to mock her, and his words were always sarcastic. But at this moment, ye sang felt that it was quite good to be scolded by her father.

When the scolding was almost over, Ye sang sat on the ground and hugged her knees. After a while, she said,

"Dad."

"I want to go to work."

After a pause, she added, "I'll go after the college entrance exam."

As soon as ye sang finished speaking, Shen Chuchen, who was looking down with his teacup in his hand, almost spat the tea on her and Fu Han's faces.

Ye sang and Fu Han, who were almost spat on, were speechless

What the F * ck.

"What are you thinking? Huh?"He put the Teacup down, crossed his hands on his knees, and looked at Ye sang with interest. His peach-shaped eyes were filled with deep confusion. It was obvious that he did not understand the logic of his child's brain.