The President’s Five Children

It was good that the worries were all unnecessary.

Cedron arranged other tasks for them, “You carry things for your sister, and you’ll be in charge of presenting flowers after your sister finishes painting.”

Both tasks were easy, or at least much better than painting eggs.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mordecai and Enoch immediately agreed.

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Time flew by and soon it was the day of the competition.

Anna had prepared new clothes for the three little ones and they looked like three little gentlemen and princesses.

When we walked out the door, we realized that the Newman Family had also arrived.

Mrs. Newman and Mr. Newman stood at the front, each with a camera around their necks.

It was the same as the one Mrs. Robertson bought earlier, the one with the best pixels.

“Mom and Dad, what are you doing here too?” Anna asked.

Mrs. Newman gave her a feigned angry look, “It’s our Amad’s first competition, so of course I had to see it.”

“That’s right,” Mr. Newman nodded, his eyes falling on Amad, “Draw well, no matter what the judges say, in Grandpa’s eyes, your drawing is the best.”

Bruno and Yembi came too.

Yembi also gave Amad a paintbrush, “It’s a brand from D. I heard that this brush is very good, I hope our little painter can use this brush to leave all the beautiful things in the world on the paper.”

“How can a single one leave all the beautiful things in the world, how can it be hoarded by the box ah, you send me the brand of this pen, I’ll place an order for Amad right now.” Bruno opened his mouth with great bravado.

Isn’t it just a pen, tube enough!

Anna cried and laughed, went forward and reached out to hit Bruno, “You buy so many, what if Amad likes other pens in the back, it’s not right to throw them away, it’s not right to keep them.”

Besides, if you buy so many pens, Amad will have a psychological burden.

You have to be like Yembi and give them away one by one.

“I can’t be a broad uncle.” Bruno bared his teeth at the blow, “I don’t care then, let Yembi deliver them all from now on.”

“I think Yembi is fine.” Mrs. Robertson spoke up, “Let Yembi do all the gift-giving elsewhere, don’t worry about it, just give Yembi the card.”

The implication was that Yembi should be the housekeeper.

Yembi was so scared that she waved her hand and tried to say that she was not cut out for this.

But before she could say anything, Bruno’s bank card had already been handed to her.

Seeing that she was still frozen, he frowned and said, “Take it, what’s the matter, do you still need me to beg you to take it?”

Begging was fine, there was no need for that.

Yembi thought about it and guessed why.

Bruno was acting!

After all, the two of them were a couple now, and on good terms, of the cohabiting variety, so Bruno’s failure to give himself control of the card would more or less give Mrs. Newman away.

Yes, that had to be it!

“Alright, hurry up and get in the car and get going, we should be late in a few minutes.” Cedron said.

Everyone then got ready to get back in the car and sit down.

The Newman Family had come in one car, so Mrs. Newman and Mr. Newman went to the back of the car first.

Bruno was also getting ready to go back to the driver’s seat.

Yembi passed by him and gave a secret thumbs up, “You can do it!”

“What?” Bruno looked puzzled.

Yembi continued to boast, “Say you’re good, you just acted really well, I almost thought you were really going to give me your bank card for safekeeping.”

That acting, no words.

After a pause another comment was made, “But next time before you want to Pyo Eungyo scene, give me a heads up first, I almost didn’t catch your scene.”

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Bruno swept her a glance, didn’t answer, and went straight back to the car, his face as gloomy as ink.