Good Morning, Mr. President!

"She's downstairs?" Tang Yi hadn't waited for Schumann to finish his words and had cut off. As soon as he got relaxed, his expression became extremely serious.

"Yes, it's downstairs."

Tang Yi frowned, covered the documents, and walked out.

This scene left everyone in the meeting room confused. You look at me, I look at you, I don't know what the situation is. Tang Yi took two steps. It seemed that he suddenly remembered the occasion, stopped and looked around, and commanded: "Rest first. After ten minutes, continue the meeting."

After all, no longer care about other people's reactions, stride out of the meeting room.

Everyone is used to the calm and calm of the Tang family little master, or to be precise indifferent to everything. At this moment, the rush has really made people curious.

Schumann immediately followed up with money.

Tang Yi went down to the first floor and the employees greeted him all the way, he ignored them. The eyes only looked at the little driver who was crying with red eyes and puffy eyes as the taxi driver stood at the front desk.

"Mr. Tang!" The person at the front desk found him coming and greeted him with a respectful bow.

Xiao Yimi also met him at this moment. His nose was sore and he choked and called ‘Daddy’. Two words came out, and tears fell down again. She darted towards him and hugged his two long legs tightly. As if afraid he would disappear.

The tears of this little guy made Tang Yixin confused. He picked up the child and glanced at Schumann, who immediately gave the driver the money.

On the one hand, the staff at the front desk and other employees who witnessed this scene were deeply shocked by the child's ‘Daddy’. what's going on? Isn't Mr. Tang just getting married, why did he have such a big child out of thin air? Who is the mother? Miss Mo? This news is really amazing!

Tang Yi, regardless of the eyes of others, just strode into the elevator with his child. Schumann gave the money, turned around, and finally saw the little girl's face clearly.

This ... Isn't this the girl in the picture that fell out of CZ Cheng Cheng's total wallet?

Why did you suddenly come over and call your little five grandfather?

Schumann was confused, even more confused. No wonder that when she said that the child was like Cheng Cheng, President Tang was so ugly!

"Why did you come here alone, your mother?" Tang Yi entered the elevator and asked the child, paused, and frowned again, and asked, "Why are you crying? Your mother didn't even listen when you came here alone" ? "

It is conceivable how dangerous it is for a child to travel so far.

Xiao Yimi hugged Tang Yi's neck, buried his face on his shoulder, biting his mouth and pumping, and said nothing, she dared not say anything.

She was afraid to say that she and Mommy would really be separated! She didn't want to have no daddy, but even more so without mummy.

"Daddy ..." For a long while, the little boy only uttered these two words, calling out with a whisper, lying in his arms, but crying even more.

Tang Yi suspected that she and Zhao Chuning had an awkward situation, so she didn't ask any more, but she patted the little guy's back with patience and patience. This action did not stop until the elevator opened and reached the top floor.

Everyone on the top floor watched.

It turned out that it was a little girl who made Tang Wuye so hurried away just now!

She took the child to the office, placed her on the sofa, and wiped her tears with a tissue. I asked a few more times without asking why.

In the end, she simply asked her, "Did you have dinner?"

"Not yet." Xiao Yimi trembled, shaking her head.

Tang Yi called Schumann to come in and help the little girl to order. He also remembered that those fried foods Zhao Chuning had said earlier were not good for the child. He didn't want to order them, which shows that she was crying like this and could not bear it.

Forget it!

Let it go again, just as a coax!

Tang Yi took his mobile phone and called Zhao Chuning, but there was no one there. What's going on with her? Could it be possible that her daughter was lost and she doesn't know yet? If that's the case, this mother is too incompetent!

"Daddy." Thinking about it, the trouser legs were torn by a soft little hand.

Tang Yi looked down, Xiao Yimi stretched out two small arms and begged. He threw the phone aside and picked up the child. She leaned on his shoulder, and Tang Yi was incredibly soft and asked, "What's going on, I really don't want to talk to my dad? Have trouble with your mommy, or have you been bullied at school?"

The identity of this daddy, he came in very naturally.

"... I made Mommy angry." Xiao Yimi finally spoke, with a thick nasal sound.

"How to make her angry?"

"I want Daddy. Daddy, you have always been my father, okay?" The child raised his eyes, his eyes flashed with dazzling light, and looked at him pleadingly.

Tang Yi's heart was crisp, and she promised her seriously, "As long as you call me Daddy, I will be your Daddy anytime."

Xiaomi had a secret in her heart and couldn't wait to tell him, but when she thought of Mummy's words, she didn't dare to say it. Just stretched out my little finger, "Then we pull the hook, Daddy can't stop me in the future."

Such childish behavior, Tang Yi was four years old when he disdain. However, at this moment, it did not hesitate to reach out and catch the child's hand. "Hook."

"Then ... can you not marry another auntie? Will you marry my mum, OK?" Xiao Yimi begged again.

Tang Yi looked slightly deep. "Your mummy has refused my proposal before."

In a word, there was a sense of coldness and loneliness.

"Well, Daddy will do it again!" Xiao Yimi said naturally, "I want Mommy to be with Daddy."

Tang Yi calmly looked at the child. In the end, he bowed his head: "OK."

Speaking the word, he was startled. He really wants and wants children, but how can he torment children in such matters as marriage?

If it wasn't for the children, why would you agree to propose to Zhao Chuning again? It is never his style to repeatedly propose to a woman.

"Mr. Tang." Just then, Schumann knocked on the door. Tang Yi recovered his mind, and Schumann had put everything on the coffee table.

After receiving various promises from Tang Yi, Xiao Yimi was a little bit more happy, so she obediently went to the coffee table to eat. Tang Yi looked at the little guy and looked at the phone again. She didn't call herself back.

"General Manager Tang, everyone in the conference room is waiting for you." Schumann reminded.

He glanced at the time, and twenty minutes had passed. However, I didn't worry about this little girl.