Tyrannical Love: The Chief's Exclusive Baby

Right now, Tongtong is in the living room outside.

He is still so young, if he sees Song Yifeng hugging and kissing him again, he doesn't know what Tongtong will think.

"Xinqi, don't leave me again, I love you..."

The man who was hugging and kissing his beloved woman had gradually lost his sanity, he murmured involuntarily.

Originally, the marriage proposal was rejected twice, the arrogant President Song would never say such words of love in a low voice again.

But now, he has been dazzled by this woman who loves to the bone.

Originally, he had already planned not to show Ye Xinqi any good looks, nor to express his love to her anymore.

Because, if you say that, doesn't it show how cheap he is, he can't live without this woman...

But in fact, he was still alive without her, but his heart had already died.

I paralyze myself with heavy work every day, trying to cover up my inner heartache with breathless exhaustion, and live numbly.It seems that only in this way can he continue to survive and barely look forward...

Listening to the man's gentle words of love, Ye Xinqi couldn't help herself.

In order not to lose her composure in front of Song Yifeng, Ye Xinqi tried her best to calm herself down, and then begged aggrievedly.

"Don't be like this...I'll go and cook you food now!"

After speaking, she pushed him away with all her strength.Resisting the pain on his lips, he took a step back abruptly, opening the distance between the two of them.

"Song Yifeng, I let you into my house now because you are Tongtong's biological father! I'm going to cook you food now, and you are not allowed to bother me in front of Tongtong, you know Yet?"

After finishing speaking, Ye Xinqi gave Song Yifeng a hard look, turned her head and walked out.

Song Yifeng stared at her slender back, and subconsciously smiled.

Women are duplicity animals. Just now he clearly felt that she enjoyed it very much, but he was still talking hard here.

Not long after, Ye Xinqi walked out of the kitchen holding a bowl of delicious egg and shredded pork noodles.

Looking at the handsome man who was half leaning on her sofa, Ye Xinqi handed over the porcelain bowl angrily, "You can eat..."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Yifeng to answer, he returned to Tongtong who was painting, and sat down next to Tongtong.

Seeing her mother coming, Tongtong proudly raised the drawing paper in her hand.

"Mom, look, I drew this...I'm great!"

Ye Xinqi took a closer look, and saw three small figures holding hands drawn on the white drawing paper.

The little one with long black hair and pink flowers is her, the smallest one in the middle must be Tongtong herself, and the taller one is Song Yifeng.

"Tongtong, what are you drawing? It doesn't look good at all!"

Ye Xinqi frowned and looked at the drawing paper, deliberately not praising Tongtong.

"Mom, you are too blind! Thanks to me, I drew such a beautiful dress for you, hum!" The little girl snatched the painting from Ye Xinqi's hand unhappy, and continued to draw seriously.

The handsome man who was eating noodles next to him also came to join in the fun, and he praised while blowing on the hot noodle soup.

"Xinqi, your cooking skills are better than five years ago!"

"Yes, my mother's craftsmanship is much better than those servants at home! My mother said that when she is free, she will cook a lot of delicious food for me!"

Tongtong stopped the paintbrush in his hand, and talked to Song Yifeng excitedly.