Qiao Shaoting's voice got a little colder, "It's just a cold. Enough for you not to go to school for a day. How many days have you been at home now? You must go to school tomorrow."

Qiao Momo would probably be his successor in the future, so Qiao Shaoting was very strict with Qiao Momo.

"I'm not going." Qiao Momo said, "I don't want to go to school."

These words made Qiao Shaoting angrier.

Just as he was about to reprimand Qiao Momo, he suddenly heard Qiao Momo say, "Everyone else has a mother at school, but I don't have a mother, and I don't want to go to school."

Qiao Shaoting held his breath for a moment.

A flash of complex emotions rippled out in his heart.

There was heartache, guilt, and pain.

But soon, he suppressed the emotion.

Qiao Shaoting said, "Qiao Momo, you are my Qiao Shaoting's son! This determines that you must have an iron will and a tough character. Being sick is not an excuse for not going to school. You have to go to school tomorrow."

Qiao Momo suddenly shouted, "Why do you have to order me around like this every time? I am a human being, not a machine! You didn't give me a mother when I was born! Why should I go to school?"

After saying that, Qiao Momo threw the phone far away in a fit of anger.

"Bang!"

The phone didn't land on the ground, but was smashed on a person's face.

It was Watson.

Seeing the phone smashed on Watson's face, Qiao Momo didn't say anything and got into the quilt.

Watson pressed the phone to his ear, "Mr. Qiao?"

Qiao Shaoting's voice was tinged with anger, "Why are you here? Where is Qiao Momo!"

Watson glanced at Qiao Momo, who was buried under the quilt, and said hesitantly, "I heard that the young master was sick and came to take a look. Young master, the young master is not feeling well now and is resting."

"Give him the phone!"

Watson was more hesitant.

He felt that it was not a good time to let Qiao Momo answer the phone. He was thinking of how to refuse Qiao Shaoting when he suddenly heard Qiao Shaoting say, "Forget it, no need."

Watson sighed with relief.

Qiao Shaoting said again, "Watson, let him rest today, but tomorrow he must go to school. If not, let the soldiers tie him up and go to school! Tell him that I, Qiao Shaoting, do not have a cowardly son!"

"Duh duh duh!"

Then Qiao Shaoting directly hung up the phone.

Watson, "..."

Mr. Qiao's hot temper.

After sighing, Watson looked at Qiao Momo again.

When he came in, he happened to hear Qiao Momo's last words.

How strange! The young master was so bold today that he dared to talk back to Mr. Qiao and even threw his phone away!

Watson walked over.

He lifted Qiao Momo's quilt and said softly, "Young master."

Qiao Momo buried his face under the pillow and didn't look at Watson at all.

Watson was helpless, "Young master, I don't know how you quarreled with Mr. Qiao, but Mr. Qiao is also for your own good. You are the only son of Mr. Qiao. He loves you very much."

Qiao Momo did not say anything.

Watson persuaded him for a long time. Seeing Qiao Momo not react, he had no way.

He tentatively asked again, "Young master, will you go to school tomorrow?"

Qiao Momo finally spoke up.

He said very determinedly, "No!"

Watson, "..."

Do the soldiers really have to tie Qiao Momo to go to school tomorrow?

Watson did not want to do that.

But Mr. Qiao said ...