Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

He Yunting's eyebrows and eyes darkened, thinking of the little girl's look of seeing a ghost when she saw him, is he so fierce?

"She shouldn't be."

"Who?"

"Wen Jia. She shouldn't be, she's just being lazy."

He Yuncheng counted on his fingers in disbelief, 13 words, his brother actually used 13 words to explain to a stranger! ! !

Back then, when he was a child, he was wronged and broke his father's most beloved vase, and was caught and beaten by his father. When his brother saw it, he just said three words lightly: it wasn't him. In the end, he still didn't escape a meal of fried shredded pork with a belt.

But now, his brother actually used 13 words to explain to a person he had never met!

If you don't accept it, the baby won't accept it, it's fine if you come to Qiao Yi to compete with him, what the hell is this Wenjia! ! !

Is he so uncute now? When my brother sees a cat or a dog, he wants to hug him back and compete with him?

"Go and inform Gu Wei to transfer Wen Jia to the general manager's office."

He Yuncheng was stunned.

"Brother, are you appointing a secretary?"

He Yunting raised his eyebrows, "No way?"

He Yuncheng: ... Hey, my brother really doesn't love me...

"Hurry up and ask Song Bai to investigate the kid with the scar on his face, especially bank transfers and social contacts! After you find it, don't beat him to death, I still have something to ask."

While speaking, a cold light flashed in He Yunting's eyes.

Wu Yi, heh! He Yunting sneered in his heart, needless to say, this name must be a pseudonym. After provoking him, he dared to go to work in the clubhouse openly, such a hard-headed person who is not afraid of death is really rare.

He even looked forward to it, the boy was kneeling in front of him begging for mercy.

"Brother, since you appointed Wen Jia to be your secretary, let's resign Song Bai."

With so many people robbing him of his elder brother, is it possible that this stupid big man also wants to intervene?

At the door, Song Bai who was about to knock on the door looked confused.

What did I do wrong, oh~ baby it's so hard.

"Click button, button button"

"Boss, it's me."

He Yuncheng reluctantly went to open the door, his eyes met, and countless swords, lights and swords flashed by.

"What's wrong?" He Yunting asked in the room.

Only then did Song Bai come back to his senses, and hurried in, passing He Yuncheng's expression.

"boss."

Inexplicably, He Yunting's eyelids twitched, feeling something was wrong.

"What happened."

Song Bai's face darkened, "The young master is gone."

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Hearing the word child, Joe stopped short.

There were too many people around, she hooked her head and looked for a long time, the backs of her heads were all black, she couldn't see what was going on inside at all.

"Little friend, where is your mother? Why are you here alone?"

"Could it be that the family doesn't want him?"

"Are you blind? You don't want such a beautiful baby. Are you out of your mind?"

"I don't care. I found him first. If no one wants him, I'll take him back. He's so cute. I've never seen such a cute kid."

"Look, look, the clothes he's wearing seem to be Shiyi's children's hospital clothes."

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The chatter of the onlookers aroused Qiao Yi's curiosity.

She shrunk her body and tried to squeeze forward. Through the gaps in the crowd, she first saw a pair of short white and fat legs, sitting on a round stone by the road, kicking and kicking, not afraid of strangers at all. .

So cute duck! Joe thought.

When she squeezed to the front to see, isn't this child a patient of his mother's? She gave him a pack of white rabbits in the intensive care unit that day.

The little baby held the gauze in his right hand, tilted his head up, his big black eyes fluttered, his little mouth was tightly pursed, not to mention how cute his expression was, ouch, her heart melted just watching it.

"Little friend, why are you?"

ps: He · big pig's trotter · Yun Ting children's shoes, are you sure, do you dare to see Qiao Yi kneeling in front of you begging for mercy? You dare? ——Soul torture from my own mother~

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