Genius Son Sells his Mom to Dad

Chapter 482 a new plot of Conan

“That's yours answer. You should remember it, no regrets. I'll go to Mommy now to confirm it.”

With his hands folded in front of her, Leo asks, “Will your mommy agree to participate?”

“Don't worry. I'll take care of it. Wait for my good news.”

With that, Conan turns around and leaves, while Leo puts the materials aside and falls into deep thought.

...

Holding the vase and walking slowly downstairs, Claire finds Conan at a glance and is sitting on the sofa with a frown.

“Conan, what's the matter with you?”

Hearing Claire's voice, Conan gets up and looks like crying sadly.

“Mommy, I'm so sad.”

Put down the vase, Claire walks quickly to Conan, puts her arm around his shoulder and asks, “What's the matter?”

“I'm rejected by other children. They don't like playing with me.”

With that, Conan's shoulders begin to tremble, as if crying very sad.

“How could it be that you are not very popular among your friends? Are you in conflict with them?”

Conan nods busily and says, “Yes, I am isolated by them. As you know, little children always engage in small groups and reject different children.”

“But you are not a stranger.”

“Not before, but now.” Conan looks up, his eyes are red, and says, “Recently, neither daddy nor Mommy will pick me up from school. This is a strange thing. They all said behind my back that I am a child no one wanted. They also said that my Daddy will marry a new mommy, I would be homeless. It is so pitiful.”

Such an answer makes Claire laugh and cry. He asks, “Would you also believe those rumors?”

“Why don't you believe it? It seems that it is a truth,” Conan wrongs and says, “Although I'm very strong, I'm also a child. You can't ignore my inner growth by virtue of my high IQ, which is easy to distort my mind!”

“Is it so exaggerated?”

“Hum, when the tragedy is caused, you will know whether it is so exaggerated!”

Claire looks helpless and says, “OK, then Mommy will pick you up from school tomorrow and block other people's mouths with practical actions, OK?”

“Well, that's about it.”

“In a better mood?”

“It's just a little better, but I still need to eat something delicious to comfort my injured soul.”

“Then what would you like to eat?”

Conan thinks about it and says, “Cookies.”

“OK, Mommy will do it now.”

Saying that, Claire takes Conan's hand with helpless expression.

...

When school is over, parents come to pick up their children at the school gate. They are bustling and bustling.

According to Conan's instruction, Claire stands in the place with the most people with dressed appropriately, smiled and waited for Conan to finish school.

But in the end, instead of waiting for Conan himself, Claire waits for her phone call.

“Mommy, there's a sudden activity here. Maybe it's going to be late for school.”

“And when?”

“About an hour, you need to find a place to rest for a while. When my side is over, you can find you again.”

“Ok.”

Hung up the phone, Claire lips, do not know what to do this hour.

Looking around, Claire finds a coffee shop and plans to go in to kill time.

But as soon as he entered, Claire sees a familiar person.

Leo!?

Obviously, Leo also sees Claire. After a moment's surprise, his expression returned to normal.

Claire turns around and wants to leave but thinks that she didn't do anything wrong. Why does she hide from him like a thief?

Take a deep breath, Claire turns around and walks to Leo with cold face.

“You...”

“Sit down first.”

Before Claire finishes saying, Leo asks Claire to sit down, then he takes the menu and asks her what she wanted to drink.

“A latte.”

“I can't sleep in the evening if I drink coffee now. It's better to drink juice.”

Looking around the menu, Leo orders a cup of apple juice for Claire.

Although Leo is out of kindness, Claire doesn't accept it. She murmurs, “Why do you need to ask me for my opinion? You are always arrogant.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It's nothing,” said Claire, her face is taut.

Looking at Claire, Leo clenches his fist slightly.

They definitely are a couple and live together, but they have to meet and talk in this way. It's really annoying. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Observing Leo’s silence, Claire looks up at him. At this point, she falls into a deep pool of water.

The eyes of Leo are domineering and affectionate. Claire almost forgets the time.

“Claire, we...”

The voice of the Leo makes Claire come back to her senses and hurriedly lowers her head and interrupts him.

“You're here to pick up Conan, too?”

“Yes.”

“Recently, we really don't care a lot about Conan. He doesn't feel very happy.”

“It's not us, it's you. I've been focusing on Conan’s grade.”

Claire smiles scornfully and says, “As you say, I still care about Conan’s life and living.”. Learning and life are two different things. Don't confuse them.”

“Then tell me, what are we going to do?”

Leo leaves the problem to Claire, who is stunned and begins to think hard.

“Well, of course, we should spend more time with him and have a chat with him. Conan is a very sensitive child; the adult's mood change may let him think boundlessly.”

“If we can concentrate our energy to company Conan, it's certainly the best. But if we are casual and careless, it's better not to accompany him.”

This guy, how can he always challenge Claire today!

Claire frowns and looks at Leo and says in a bad tone, “Since Mr. Howard is so insightful, it's up to you to solve the mess, and save the trouble that you direct at others!”

“I'm just saying my suggestion, not aiming at you.”

Claire pats the table and says angrily, “Not against me? You almost point to the nose and say I'm not! Leo, you can accuse me in other aspects, but in Conan’s education, you are not qualified to talk, because it is me who has accompanied Conan for so many years!”

Looking at Claire, Leo doesn't speak for a long time.

The atmosphere downstairs is very stiff, which makes the two guys in a corner upstairs nervous.

Frowning tightly, Conan murmurs, “How do you feel? Their expressions are very serious.”

“It's not very optimistic.” Luke pats Conan on the shoulder and says, “Conan, you can go downstairs first. I'm afraid that if they continue to talk about it, they will break up.”

After sipping his lips, Conan gets up and slips out the back door.