Good Morning, Mr. President!

Xiao Yimi twisted her head and looked at Zhao Chuning persistently. Zhao Chuning didn't look up, and heard Xiao Yimi whispering Zhang Rong: "Grandma, Mommy is angry with me, so why ignore me?"

"Mummy is cooking. Come, change your clothes first."

Xiao Yimi obediently changed clothes.

Looking up from the open kitchen probe, Zhao Chuning looked up, only to see the little boy cleverly holding both hands and playing with grandma.

She remembered that she was leaning against Tang Yi's picture like that last night. Is it because of blood relationship? Therefore, she had always been obedient before, and after meeting Tang Yi, she followed him inexplicably twice. Moreover, on weekdays, the child's precautions are not light, strangers talk to her, and she dare not answer. How could it be completely different before Tang Yi? He was annoyed twice.

Zhao Chuning could see that she liked Tang Yi very much. She was suddenly a little scared. If one day, the little guy knew that that was her daddy, and let her choose between herself and that person, what would she choose?

Xiaomi changed her clothes and went to the kitchen again.

Zhao Chuning knew that she had come to please herself and did not take the initiative to talk to her. She was cooking around an apron, and Xiao Yi Mi Bian Bian Bian Bian followed her behind, tiptoeing and helping her deliver vegetables. Zhao Chuning couldn't bear that careful look.

"Go out and watch TV. The oil will fly out of the pan and burn you." She started to speak.

After finally waiting until Mommy talked to herself, Xiao Yimi immediately became happy. With a smile on his face, "Mummy, you are not angry with me, are you?"

"Yes. Why not? You don't listen to me, and let my grandma and me worry at home." She deliberately froze.

"Mummy, Uncle Tang is really not a bad person." Xiao Yimi stood behind her and was still talking for someone, "said Uncle Tang, I will soon have a daddy like other children, is it true? ? "

This made Zhao Chuning's heart twist. Her eyes fell on the stir-fried vegetables, a little darker, and her tone was dim. "He is not your daddy, he won't know, so just listen to it, don't worry about it."

Xiao Yimi was very lost, like raising her little head unwillingly, and continued, "But when Uncle Luo sent me home last night, tell me that you and Uncle Tang are in love. If you later uncle Tang Married, wouldn't Uncle Tang be my dad? "

Xiao Yimi's naive words were full of longing and expectations, but made Zhao Chuning feel weak and sad. She looked down at the child and asked, "What do you like about him?"

"Uncle Tang treats me well."

"There are many people who are good to you."

"But that's different." Xiao Yimi's small face slumped into a ball, thinking seriously, but how could there be no suitable word in the small head of the seeds, and finally said: "Anyway, with Uncle Tang Together, I feel safe and happy. No one will bully me. If he is my daddy, no one will bully mommy and grandparents. "

She likes to be with Uncle Tang, she feels very at ease, that kind of at ease is different from grandparents and mother. She didn't understand at a young age, it was a kind of unique deterrent from that man.

Zhao Chuning smiled bitterly.

Throughout the world, he will most bully himself, except for Tang Yi, who will not have a second person. However, those days have passed since today.

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Night, deep.

Royal court night club.

In a specific box, Tang Yi sat on the sofa with a wine glass in his hand. There were two beautiful young women sitting on the left and right, but no one dared to approach him at this moment because of his cold face. Only silently, when his glass was empty, he scrambled to pour a glass again.

He remained silent all night, thoughtfully. The box was full of people, as usual, lively and harmonious. However, tonight, the atmosphere in the box was a little suffocating. Everyone looked at Tang Yi's face and did not dare to make trouble. Luo Bei is Mai Ba on weekdays, and he couldn't sing a few songs today.

In the right corner, the two women were chatting in a low voice.

"Well, this is my little niece. It was just five years old yesterday." One of them took out his cell phone, scratched the photo above, and said with interest: "Cute? It looks beautiful."

"Your sister's child? How do I feel better than your sister and your brother-in-law. The four-year-old child looks smart!"

"Now the children are all like this. But smart!"

Tang Yi suddenly stared at them both. The cold gaze swept past, and the two felt it all at once. With a spine on his back, he glanced at each other, sat upright, and put the phone away silently.

In the box, all of a sudden became quieter.

The two women were stared at their drums, you see me, I see you. I didn't know what I had just said, so that Xiao Wuye noticed himself.

After a long time, Tang Yi said, "Bring it here."

"What?" They didn't understand.

"Show me a picture of your niece," he explained.

The man was surprised, but he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately opened the mobile phone album and passed it. Don't understand Tang Yi's mind, so naturally he dare not speak more.

Tang Yi looked at the four-year-old girl in the album, but his mind was full of another naive little face. In comparison, the children on the album are more immature. He looked up and looked at the phone owner, "You just said, how old is your niece?"

The man hesitated for a moment. He never expected that Xiao Wuye was interested in the child's affairs, and he replied, busy and eagerly answering: "Four years old. It was only his fourth birthday yesterday."

Is it possible that Xiao Wuye thinks this child is cute?

"A four-year-old looks like this." His lips moved, as if to himself. Locked the phone, handed it back and glanced at Luo Bei who was singing.

Immediately someone patted Luo Bei, "Luo, son, Wu Ye seems to be looking for you."

Luo Bei looked back and put down Mai. Gu Shaocheng followed.

"How big do you look, Mimi?" Tang Yi asked just as Luo Bei sat down.

"Look at four or five."

"Is it four or five?" Tang Yi frowned, staring at the two.

"In fact, the four-year-old and five-year-old children are not much different. Besides, we have no children and we really don't understand."

Tang Yi took the wine glass and looked at Luo Bei. "You help me check it again."

"Check what?"

"Did she not say that she was pregnant five years ago?" Tang Yi shook his wine glass, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Ask the people in the hospital and Yuanhe Town, the answer is clear."

Luo Bei and Gu Shaocheng stared at each other. It turned out that he was still reluctant to accept this reality.