After passing through the book, the CEO of a wealthy family is a vicious female supporting character

Qin Yu held the child in his arms with complicated eyes.

This child is blessed. His father is over 50 years old, and he was still born healthy. He also looks like her, fair and not ugly.

Such a small child is soft and waxy, not ugly and white, but cute.

Zhao Zhiguo and Mrs. Zhao were targeting this child and secretly provided Qin Yu with many good things. More than three months have passed, and the child has become fat and white. When he smiles, he has two small dimples, which makes him very cute.

Qin Yu: [However, no matter how cute and beautiful the child is. No money, no status. Still have to be a servant. Even if he grows up and becomes a star, he will still be an actor after all. 】

Thinking of this, Qin Yu held the child's hand and secretly exerted force, while she patted her face gently. The other hand quietly pinched the child's butt through the small clothes.

"Wow~" The baby, who was sleeping soundly just now, was woken up by his mother and started crying in pain.

Such a young child cannot speak, and it becomes particularly miserable when he cries. Her little face turned red from holding back, and big tears flowed out, into her ears, and into her neck... Her little hands and feet were fluttering, asking her mother to hold her, which was very distressing to watch.

As soon as the child cried, everyone's attention shifted to Qin Yu.

The most rare thing is Zhao Fucong. Just now, the Zhao family was so noisy that he sat on the sofa from head to toe, silently playing with his mobile phone, without even raising his head.

Now, his "fake son" is crying, and he is willing to take his attention away from the phone screen. Not only that, he also looked over with unbearable eyes.

It's just... magical.

Lao Laizi cried, and Zhao Zhiguo panicked. His heart felt as if it had been soaked in acid water and then taken out to be squeezed dry. It was sore and painful.

He glanced at his children and then at his niece, who was carrying his entire family. He gritted his teeth and slapped himself hard on the face.

"Pa!" A heavy slap in the face shocked everyone. The office of the president of Ruan Group suddenly became quiet.

Only a three-month-old baby was left, crying hysterically.

The quiet and depressing atmosphere, coupled with the miserable cry of the baby, made the atmosphere even more depressing.

"when!"

In such an atmosphere, Zhao Zhiguo...he knelt down.

"husband!"

"Dad!" Zhao Fucong jumped up from the sofa and rushed over to pull his father. "Dad, get up!"

"Let go! What do you know! I am here for the Zhao family! Only your cousin can save the Zhao family now!" Zhao Zhiguo waved his hand and pushed Zhao Fucong away.

This push took a lot of force.

Just now, Zhao Fucong was hunched over to help his father get up. Later, he was pushed hard by his own father. He staggered and fell backward, and his whole back hit the corner of the president's desk.

Zhao Fucong groaned in pain and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

"Ah! Ahhh! Congcong! My son!"

When Wang Yiting saw her son injured, she felt so distressed that she wished she could take her own life! She let go of her two twin daughters, got up from the ground with a cry, and ran over to hug her son.

"Congcong, how are you? Does it hurt? Let mom see." As he said that, he reached out and pulled off his son's clothes.

"Hey~ stay away from me!" Zhao Fucong pushed his mother away and lay on the sofa, gasping in pain.

Wang Yiting knew that her son didn't like her being too close to her, so she said that even a biological child should have a sense of boundaries. She also said, "When a daughter is older, she avoids her father, and when an older son is older, he avoids his mother..."

After talking for a long time, I just thought that I was paying too much attention to him. Now that the child is older, she understands all these principles. She is not uneducated, but... she just can't control it!

That's her biological son! biological! son!