Yao Qingxiao didn't mind taking a trip, and said to the teacher: "If Liang Jincheng's father agrees, I can send him home."

"That's right, Uncle Shuai knows me. Uncle Shuai was the one who sent me home when I got lost." Yao Anian was very forceful.

Liang Mingfeng on the phone heard Yao An Nian's voice, and asked the teacher to read the phone to Yao An Nian. The two exchanged a few words.

So it was decided.

The streets full of traffic were congested. Yao Anian came to this city not long ago, "There is no such traffic jam in Paris, Mommy, I still like Paris."

Yao Qingxiao smiled, "Paris is where you grew up, and Danshi is where Mommy was born and raised. For you, Paris is already equivalent to your hometown."

Liang Jincheng watched their mother and daughter getting along, and listened to Yao Qingxiao's voice, as if an invisible thread was pulling his ears and eyes, and he couldn't help but want to see her smiling face.

The little child, that cold heart, seems to be itchy with warm wind blowing.

Yao An didn't want to look at him, and talked to Mummy, "Mummy, can I sing for you?"

Yao Qingxiao looked at Liang Jincheng with smiling eyes through the rearview mirror, "Don't show off in front of the little singer, you are selling articles in front of Confucius."

She was speaking to Liang Jincheng, "Little friend, do you know all the words in the lyrics?"

Liang Jincheng was still trying to support a trace of arrogance, like an ice cube in warm water slowly melting, "I know."

After finishing speaking, he added, "Daddy taught me."

"Your daddy is great, he can raise such an excellent child like you." Yao Qingxiao praised.

Yao Annian stimulated Liang Jincheng at the right time, "It's better to be my mother, only mother is better in this world, a child with a mother is a treasure..."

Liang Jincheng wanted to cover his ears, but he sang so badly that he didn't have a word in tune. However, when he saw Yao Qingxiao's smiling face, it was so gentle and beautiful, especially when she looked at her daughter, the twinkling light in her eyes made her sing. He couldn't take his eyes off.

Today's journey was extremely short for Liang Jincheng. He saw the tenderness of a mother, which he had never experienced before.

Except for Daddy, no one has ever given him warmth. Grandpa and grandma don't like him and always say he is a fool. Every time they ask Daddy to go on a blind date, grandpa and grandma won't let Daddy take him with them, and even say that he is in front of outsiders. Not Daddy's kid.

Other people treat him well with a purpose. People with a purpose have different eyes when they look at people. He can tell whether they are sincere or not.

Therefore, he always has a cold face. No matter where he goes, his expression is the same. He rarely smiles outside because it is difficult to have happy things.

It's not that he is cold and arrogant, but the world is cold and arrogant.

The car stopped at the entrance of the Liang Group. Yao Qingxiao got out of the car and hugged Liang Jincheng, "I'll take you to find Daddy."

While talking, the secretary came out to welcome her with a professional smile on her face, "Madam, our president is in a meeting and we really can't leave. Thank you very much for sending our young master back."

She said as she handed over a bag with Liang Group's LOGO printed on it, and said, "This is our company's product, and it is also the wish of our president. Please accept it."

Yao Qingxiao smiled, stealing things from others, and even accepting gifts from others, this...is not her style of being the world's number one thief.

Of course, there was no trace of apology on her face after committing the crime, only a gentle smile, "My daughter's classmate is just a matter of effort, no gifts are needed."

She was about to put down Liang Jincheng, but Liang Jincheng lay in her arms, turned around and hugged her neck with two small arms, "Auntie, you smell like mommy."

This sentence can most touch the sensitive nerves of those who are in the same situation. Yao Qingxiao's nose was sour, and he said lovingly, "Go to your daddy quickly, he is waiting for you."

The secretary also came to coax him, Liang Jincheng gave her a kiss on the face, and jumped off her body, looking at her with eyes full of reluctance, like a child missing his mother.

Yao Anyian sat in the car and watched this scene. The blood relationship is so wonderful. It seems that her technique is not wrong.

Yao Qingxiao's mother's love was overflowing, and she hugged him again, giving this child without a mother a little tenderness, she couldn't do much, she hoped that her son could also be warmed up by someone, and someone could hug him so tenderly.

Just thinking about it like this made her eye circles turn red, but she held back and patted the child on the back, "Okay, let's go."

She didn't accept the gift, so she left with her daughter.

Liang Jincheng stood there, watching the car go away, his face that was about to melt gradually became frozen again.

After the car drove a certain distance, Yao An said, "Mommy, it seems that my little brother likes you very much."

Yao Qingxiao rubbed her hair, "Did the teacher leave homework?"

Yao Anyian hurriedly said, "I'll keep it, and write an 'a' and an 'o'."

"Go home and write well."

"Mommy, you are so annoying."

……

Liang Group.

The 58-story building is shrouded in the gorgeous sunset, and the silver-gray building seems to be coated with a layer of golden light, just like Liang Mingfeng's desolate and noble temperament.

In the CEO's office on the top floor, Liang Mingfeng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the ants-like traffic under his feet.

He held a glass of red wine in his hand, his upright figure was like a pine tree, and his deep eyes were thoughtful.

Zhu Fan has already returned, "President, what's wrong?"

"It's not right, but I can't tell what's wrong." Liang Mingfeng's eagle eyes revealed a dim light. His high position and unique vigilance of his special status made his thoughts inevitably turn a few more turns, "Check it out."

"Okay, I'll adjust the monitoring last night." Zhu Fan said.

"No." Liang Mingfeng had a panoramic view of half the city, "Zha Jincheng's mom at the same table."

It was not surprising to meet that little girl on the plane.It's not surprising that the little girl got lost and fell asleep leaning on his car.It's not surprising that the little girl is at the same table as his son's classmate.It's not surprising that the little girl's mother drives a car worth more than [-] yuan.It is not surprising that Zhu Fan went to pick up Jincheng and had a car accident.It's not surprising that the little girl's mother sent his son back.

But so many things are connected together, it seems that something is doomed from the plane he flew to Dan City in Paris.

As for what it was, he didn't know.

Zhu Fan didn't understand, "Why?"

"It's hard to say, let's look it up first." He drank the red wine in his glass.

At this time, Liang Jincheng pushed the door open and entered, threw the small schoolbag on his back on the sofa, pouted his mouth, and his extremely childish face was full of childishness.

Zhu Fan laughed, "Who made our little ancestor angry?"

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