I am the father of the child!

Although he was wronged by his employees, Zheng Boyu is not a caring person.He has more than one bad impression with Shen Yicheng, and one more is not a problem at all. Anyway, the cheeky President Zheng's way of getting along will not change.

After Shen Yicheng angrily took his child away, he took a deep breath and told himself to be calm. Although he is only 27 years old now, his heart has lived for 31 years, and he can no longer get angry and irritable like he was when he was young. It is not conducive to establishing interpersonal relationships, and it is easy to attract villains.

After secretly doing some psychological training for himself for a long time, Shen Yi Chengcai calmed down and told Xiao Po seriously, "In the future, stay away from that uncle just now, you understand?"

"But, Uncle is so amazing!" Xiao Po didn't know his father's troubles at all, and looked at him with big eyes, and the admiration in his eyes couldn't be stopped from leaking out.

Shen Yicheng felt jealous, feeling that the psychological construction he had just done was in vain.

Having lost his child once, he is now too easily affected by things and people related to the child, and even Xiao Po's unintentional words will feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Dad, can you put Xiao Po down by farting?" Xiao Po stared at his father expectantly with big innocent eyes.Dad is the most powerful person, definitely better than uncle!

"No!" Shen Yicheng almost gritted his teeth to answer this question. He wanted to be admired by his son, but being admired by his son because of this ability made him feel that the image he had established in the past 30 or [-] years had completely collapsed.

But Xiao Po still had a regretful expression on his face, sighed like a little adult, and said in a childlike voice: "Okay, let's forget if Dad doesn't know how to do it." Choked to death.

What a mess!

Shen Yicheng, who was stimulated by Xiao Po, turned his grief and indignation into strength, and inspiration came rushing like a spring.He was going to let Xiao Po play by himself for a while, to let him calm down, so as not to say such nonsensical words.

When he almost finished planning, he saw that it was almost 11:[-], so he got up quickly to look for Xiao Po, and prepared to take him to lunch.

"Boom! Uncle, your castle has been bombed!" Xiao Po's excited voice came from the open space outside the reception. It really turned into a little broken child, and the eyes that were laughing and laughing could not see.

"Oh! My castle!" A male voice squeezed his throat deliberately, Shen Yicheng shook the goosebumps on his body, and saw their boss, who was not in good shape, sitting on the ground, taking off his suit and shirt. The tie was missing, and the sleeves of the white shirt were rolled up to the elbows.

Shen Yicheng looked at him and thought, this Zheng Boyu is actually quite high-quality, with wide shoulders, narrow hips and an inverted triangle figure, a pair of straight and long legs, and a very handsome face with sharp edges and corners, clear outlines, thick black eyebrows, His eyes are bright, and his smile is a bit unscrupulous. It is indeed the image of a bad man that women are most likely to like.

It's a pity that he is a psychopath, otherwise he might still be tempted.

After slandering his boss, Shen Yicheng walked to Xiao Po's side, said nothing, and began to release the low pressure.

It's really close to Mo Zhehei. In just one or two hours, he has changed from a polite young master to a little beggar who climbs walls and climbs trees.

Xiao Po felt his father's strong low pressure, his fleshy neck shrank, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He blinked his big eyes and looked at Shen Yicheng, and acted like a baby in a protracted voice, "Dad~"

"Hey!!! Good boy!"

Shen Yicheng didn't respond yet, but the big beggar over there had already agreed, and by the way, he taught Shen Yicheng a lesson, "You said that as the father of the baby, how could you scare the child like this? You see the child is being beaten by you." I'm so scared that I don't look like a child anymore, why are boys so obedient! I just want to play more!"

Shen Yicheng's gaze immediately shot at him. Although it was very lethal, he couldn't stand someone who was thick and fleshy and was not afraid to stare. He stared around as if he didn't see it, and even whistled.

Just as Shen Yicheng wanted to throw aside his psychological construction and scold him, Xiao Po's anxious voice sounded, "Dad, I want to pee."

"Stop blowing it! You've blown all the urine out." Shen Yicheng yelled at Zheng Boyu, picked up the child and walked to the bathroom.

Even if Zheng Boyu was angry, he followed him completely fearlessly, as if I would lose going to the toilet and didn't care about you, especially owed a beating.

He followed Shen Yicheng shamelessly, but Shen Yicheng kept suppressing his anger and ignored him.

After making Xiao Po pee, Shen Yicheng carried him to stand on the sink, pointed to him in the mirror and said, "Look at how dirty you are!"

At first, Xiao Po didn't know that he was so dirty, he thought it was very funny, but now when he saw his own appearance, Xiao Po, who had been taught by Shen Yicheng to be clean, suddenly became anxious.

"Change, change!" He tugged at his clothes, really unable to bear the dirty clothes on himself.

"No need to change! I didn't bring your clothes out today." He thought he wouldn't sweat in the company, so he didn't bring clothes for Xiaopo. Who knew he could make himself so dirty, which was never before. passed.

Glancing at the culprit, Shen Yicheng also couldn't understand his dirty clothes, so he decided to go home directly later, if there was any problem with the plan, he would change it tomorrow.

Zheng Boyu clearly felt the complaint in his eyes, and felt a little guilty for a while, after all, those folders piled up in the castle are old folders that have been stored for a long time, and there is inevitably a layer of dust on them.

Moreover, it was he who proposed to let Xiao Po treat himself as a cannonball and blow up his folder castle.

"Then, buy, buy, buy?" Mr. Zheng has the most money now, and the company itself is in the commercial center of the city, so it's easy to go shopping and buy clothes.

Shen Yicheng ignored him at all, wiped off the dust on Xiao Po's body, hugged him and left.

Zheng Boyu chased after him, bent slightly anxiously, and said to the angry Shen Yicheng: "Hey, I won't be like this in the future, don't be angry, I also said to take Xiaopo to KFC, don't let him Live a lie!"

When Xiao Po heard about KFC, he didn't care about his dirty body. He immediately regained his energy, straightened his neck, looked at Shen Yicheng with bright eyes, and said, "Daddy, Daddy! KFC!"

Shen Yicheng said perfunctorily: "If you don't eat KFC, dad will take you home to eat chopped chicken."

He remembered that Xiao Po asked for this in the morning. Although he didn't know what it was, it was better than KFC.

"No, no! It's KFC!" Xiao Po hurriedly explained, dancing and gesticulating.

KFC?chop chicken?

Shen Yicheng suddenly fell silent, Xiao Po was already 3 years old, and he learned many things from adults, but sometimes he still couldn't quite understand what he said.

Now he finally knows that the chopping chicken that Xiao Po said in the morning was KFC, but he misremembered it at the time and pronounced it in the tone of chopping chicken.

However, he looked back at Zheng Boyu, who had an approving face, and said with a stern look: "Zheng Boyu, do you know where KFC's meat comes from? Do you know where their oil comes from? Do you know their backstory?" How on earth did the chef prepare those ingredients? Do you know how much those things hurt children?"

Zheng Boyu was dumbfounded when he asked a series of questions, and replied stupidly: "But, those are so delicious!"

Xiao Po hurriedly nodded in agreement, God knows he had never even eaten it, how could he know how it tasted.

Shen Yicheng looked at Zheng Boyu fiercely, as if he was going to kill him with a knife in the next second.

He said: "Zheng Boyu, I never allow Xiao Po to eat those things."

At this moment, Xiaopo couldn't understand his father's eyes. He only heard that he couldn't eat KFC, so he wowed sadly and cried.