I am the father of the child!

Zheng Boyu was not in a good mood after returning to the company, because he was overcompensated.

The main content of his imagination is what Xiao Po's mother looks like, and what kind of mother Shen Yicheng will find for Xiao Po in the future.

He watched Xiao Po running around quietly in his company, he would not disturb other people's work, this is what Shen Yicheng taught him, and he would not stay in one place silently like before, playing by himself own.

Occasionally, he met uncles and aunts teasing him on the road, and he would talk to uncles and aunts shyly.

Zheng Boyu felt very relieved, because there must be his credit for this.

However, in the future, the child's stepmother will sit back and enjoy it. Such a cute child will not be his after all.

Thinking of this, Zheng Boyu became depressed again.

As a result, the pressure in the company has been very low these days. Everyone knows that Zheng Boyu is usually joking, but he is very serious about his work. Now that he is so depressed, no one dares to be lazy and play tricks, working like a model worker.

A week later, Zheng Boyu found out that they had finished the half-month work schedule in one week.

"Let's go on an outing." Zheng Boyu looked at the way everyone finished their work and looked for something to do, and felt that they were so pitiful. Recently, the efficiency is good and the quality is high. Basically, the completed planning projects have been successfully bid.

Halfway through the cheers, it got stuck on Zheng Boyu's sad face.

In the end, Zheng Boyu hid in the office by himself based on the principle of out of sight and out of mind, and let the employees discuss what to do on the outing to their heart's content.

There was a knock on the door, Shen Yicheng opened the door, looked at Zheng Boyu who was lying on the sofa and frowned, stepped forward and sat opposite him, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with you recently? Have you lost your relationship?"

His state was too much like a lovelorn, but Shen Yicheng had never heard that he had a girlfriend after coming to the company for so long.

Zheng Boyu sighed, and looked at Shen Yicheng sadly, making Shen Yicheng's scalp go numb.

Could it be that the girl he likes fell in love with me?

"Hey, Shen Yicheng, let me ask you a question!" Zheng Boyu finally couldn't hold back anymore, he felt that maybe he didn't like Shen Yicheng much, but what he couldn't hold back was the best, and this person was still there Turning around in front of him, his work ability is also super strong, so he has to pay more and more attention to him.

Shen Yicheng's heart skipped a beat, and he thought that if the plot of the idol drama really happened later, he would come out with the company staff, so as not to delay the dating of so many young people in the company.

Zheng Boyu looked at him a few times embarrassedly, and then asked rather recklessly: "Then what, where the hell did Xiao Po go? I heard that he ran away. Are you still going to find a mother for Xiao Po?"

"..." Shen Yicheng was in a complicated mood, and he looked back steadily, until he saw Zheng Boyu's heart trembling, and then asked slowly: "Who did you hear that her mother ran away?"

He remembered that in the company, except for Wang Jie, no one else knew about it. Wang Jie is not a big-mouthed person either!

"Xiao Po said it himself." Zheng Boyu answered him boldly, but in fact he was the one who lured Xiao Po to tell the truth.

Shen Yicheng sighed, and began to bring out the routine that he had said several times, "His mother and I can't get along, so he left."

Zheng Boyu waited for a while, but he didn't have anything else to say, so he asked again with an itch in his heart, "Then are you going to find a new mother for Xiao Po?"

Shen Yicheng looked at this person a little strangely, wondering why he suddenly asked these questions, and asked them so seriously.

"Not ready for now, I think it's good for me to take him alone."

Zheng Boyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and echoed: "Yes, I also don't think Xiao Po should find a stepmother, the stepmother will abuse him then!"

Shen Yicheng looked at Zheng Boyu scrutinizingly, "Why are you so depressed recently?"

Zheng Boyu laughed, "It's nothing, nothing, there are always a few days of discomfort every month."

"..." Shen Yicheng felt that it was a wrong decision for him to talk to him, this dog couldn't spit out ivory no matter what.

Because there will be no rival in love for the time being, Zheng Boyu has finally returned to his previous appearance.

On weekends, the company decided to go to the suburbs to hire a farmhouse, the kind that combines fruit picking, barbecue, fishing and outing.

Zheng Boyu's company doesn't have many employees, less than [-] people have played, which is nothing compared to the recent profits.

Early in the morning on weekends, Zheng Boyu knocked on the door of Xiao Po's house, and Xiao Po spent a long time in the door talking to him in a mess of codes before stepping on a small stool to open the door for him.

Zheng Boyu brought a big bag of things for Xiaopo, with everything to eat and play. Shen Yicheng frowned when he saw it, "Don't spoil him like this."

"Yes, get used to it!" Xiao Po hurriedly hid the pockets behind his back. Dad would confiscate the presents from Uncle Fart every time, and then slowly gave them to Xiao Po one by one. After playing, Zheng Boyu sent it over again.

Shen Yicheng squatted in front of him, and patiently said to him: "Xiao Po, be good, give this to your father, and your father will give you a new one every day, so that you will have something new every day."

Lao Gao, with a pouty mouth, was obviously not happy with his father's decision.

But when Dad saw him like this, he started to look stern and cold-eyed. Xiao Po got scared when he saw him like this, and obediently handed over the things.

Zheng Boyu touched his nose, and helped Xiao Po to speak: "Don't worry about how strict he is."

Shen Yicheng stood up looking at Xiao Po and looked at Zheng Boyu, "I can't let Xiao Po have too much desire for material things, and you can't get too used to him."

Zheng Boyu shuddered when he saw his cold and serious expression, and immediately admitted his mistake: "Oh, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong."

Shen Yicheng tidied up the two people, turned around and put away the things Zheng Boyu had brought, then carried his small schoolbag on Xiao Po's back, carried another small bag by himself, and went out with Zheng Boyu.

The farmhouse is in the suburbs, about an hour and a half drive from Shen Yicheng's house in the city center, and one hour of it is stuck in the city.

Walking on the old highway, although the road conditions are much worse than the current highway, but fortunately, the air is fresh, and the wind that blows in through the open window smells like green grass and leaves.

"Dad, it smells so good." Xiao Po wrinkled his nose and smelled the fresh smell in the air.

Shen Yicheng didn't answer him because Zheng Boyu was the first, "Baby! Let's enjoy it! The barbecue will be even more delicious later!"

"He can't eat that." Shen Yicheng frowned and looked at Zheng Boyu, wanting to slap him to death, and give Xiaopo whatever is unhealthy.

Xiaopo pursed his mouth and poked his head to look at Zheng Boyu in front of him, but unexpectedly, when Zheng Boyu ignored him, he couldn't lift his head up in front of Shen Yicheng, and when he scolded him, he could only grimace with his teeth bared and his mouth cracked. He had to carry Shen Yicheng behind his back.

The environment of the farmhouse is good, clean and tidy, with a simplicity different from the city.

The company's female employees are responsible for shopping in the supermarket, while the male employees are responsible for carrying and all physical work.

It was exactly 10 o'clock when we arrived at the farmhouse, most of the people had arrived, and it was very lively.

Before it was time to eat, everyone went fishing, and the female employees went to pick fruit in groups, and it was agreed to have dinner at 12 noon.

"What are we doing?" Zheng Boyu hugged Xiao Po, looked at the fish pond and then at the orchard.

"Picking fruit, where can I sit still." Shen Yicheng looked at the orchard behind the farmhouse. This day, the tangerines are almost sweet, and the orange, yellow and green ones hanging on the trees are very attractive.

It costs 5 yuan a catty to pick tangerines by yourself, which is actually more expensive than the market, but there are no fresh ones in the market.

Shen Yicheng took two baskets and asked Zheng Boyu to put Xiao Po down. Xiao Po immediately stretched out his hand and said to him, "Dad, I want it, I want it."

Shen Yicheng gave him a basket, but Xiaopo's journey of picking fruit was not happy at the beginning.