Chapter 147: Sang Sang is sick 1

Chapter 147 Sangsang is sick 1
Huo Yao: "..."
He was when he was abroad, when did that little have a father? ! !
[Huo Yao: What happened to this paternity test? Tell me more clearly]
Shen Chuchen could perceive the unbelievable in the other's tone through the screen.
The man raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled.
He did not owe him enough to blacken the opponent, but replied slowly:
[The paternity test is true. As for why, now we can't discuss the reason behind a mobile phone.
Shen Chuchen turned around and asked him directly.
[Why don't you tell me first, who did you send my daughter to? Ye family? Or the Su family? 】
There are only a few families that have made friends with the Huo family.
Huo Yao, who was in a state of doubting his life, did not answer him.
Shen Chuchen was not annoyed, and even curled his lower lip with a smile.
[Shen Chuchen: Tsk, if you don't tell Lao Tzu, I won't check it? 】
Huo Yao: "..."
The strength of the man holding the phone suddenly tightened, and the emotions that had been faint, gradually rose to an unprecedented sense of crisis.
Zhao Te looked at his boss carefully, wondering what happened during this period, making his face gloomy to this point.
With the spirit of not being afraid of death, he stepped forward and smiled and reminded: "Sir, there is a meeting to be held in half an hour, you see where it is..."
Poor Special Assistant Zhao was interrupted mercilessly before he could finish speaking.
Huo Yao faintly glanced at Zhao Tezhu, and immediately squeezed out two words from his teeth without expression:
"Go home."
Have your meeting!
His daughter is gone!
Who can hold a meeting here calmly?

Ye Sang didn’t know how flustered Huo Yao was. After she went home from school with Mu Chen, she leaned across her waist with a small cloth bag to cover her hungry belly, soft and glutinous, "Uncle..."
The little guy raised his face, "I'm hungry."
Mu Chen glanced at her, "Shut up."
"Oh..." Ye Sang shut up obediently.
The man raised his eyelids in surprise, and he was slightly relieved to see that she was rare and well-behaved and did not say much.
After all, this kind of creature is troublesome to death.
If she said one more thing, he probably couldn't help directly throw Ye Sang out.
"Uncle..." After a pause, the little guy opened his mouth softly, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes a little sleepy.
She wants to sleep.
The little girl narrowed her mouth slightly, her face puffed up.
If a careful person can tell, Ye Sang's condition at this time is indeed uncomfortable.
However, Mu Chen is now upset to see her, how can he care about this kid's words.
"Why?" He raised his eyelids and looked at her with a smile.
Ye Sangmao's pupils were clear, her pupils were full of water vapor, her soft dimples were squeezed out, and she whispered milkyly:
"Sangsang is uncomfortable."
Mu Chen didn't care much, "Drink more hot water."
Butler next to: "..."
These two people really have the talent to kill the sky.
The little guy squashed her mouth, and stood there with anger for a few seconds. Seeing that the cheap dad really didn't take care of her plan, she shook her soft bud head and got angry.
"Bad papa."
Hearing this, Mu Chen raised his eyelids to look at her, and reminded coldly, "I am not your father."
Then, the man snorted again, and said in a chill, "Acknowledge your father, believe it or not, I put you in the trash can, and make sure that you don't know your father when he comes."
Ye Sang: "..."
Too, too much! !
Even if cheap father didn't feed her, he even insulted her.
The little guy grieved Baba holding the arm of the housekeeper's grandfather and shook his head, thinking that he was just a little cabbage that nobody wanted.
Butler Mu was stunned for a moment when he was so hugged, and immediately rubbed the little girl's head with a gentle smile. He didn't even understand what his husband was doing with such a good boy.
If he had such a well-behaved little granddaughter, he would usually be afraid of turning it in his mouth, and holding it in his hand for fear of flying.
"Grandpa butler..." She stood on her tiptoe, her hugged each other's neck with milky voice, her voice was prolonged, and she was soft and weak, "Sang, Sangsang is sleepy."
The housekeeper picked him up, patted the little the back, and coaxed the other side warmly, "My little lady, will you go to bed after dinner?"
"OK~"
The two asked and answered, the atmosphere was much more harmonious than the previous picture.
After Ye Sang calmed down and ignored himself, Mu Chen gradually became a little unhappy when he saw the "warm" style of the two of them.
"Steward." The man said lightly.
Butler Mu was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously responded, "Sir."
"Put her down." Mu Chen looked at Ye Sang, "You go to the study with me to sleep."
The little guy turned his hair up, and asked slightly unhappy, "Why?"
She didn't want to sleep with cheap father.
Mu Chen smiled, "There is no reason, because your uncle is still your uncle."
In Mu's house, who has the final say, this little doesn't count?
Fight him?
Ah.
Ye Sang dull and drooped down. He was a little uncomfortable at first, but now he looks even more listless.
She didn't want to be with Mu's father.
however--
As it is said that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, it is useless for the little guy to protest.
#To the evil force big brother bowing#
The butler was stunned and couldn't help but said, "But sir, don't you still have projects that you haven't done?"
How is it possible to have time to bring children?
Mu Chen reached out and took the little guy over. He sneered like a robot without emotions, "I don't want to do it."
"Any questions?"
housekeeper:"……"
Since he worked at the Mu's family, it was really the first time he saw their husband's waywardness.
...
Ye Sang reluctantly glanced in the direction of the housekeeper for several times, then pouted and shrank into the man's arms unhappy.
It is said that father's embrace is warm, but Sangsang hasn't really felt it.
The little girl sighed faintly.
This year's villain father is so hard to bring.

Mu Chen lowered his head, looked at the listless little girl in his arms, and asked with a grin, "What? It's unhappy to sleep with me?"
Ye Sang shook her head softly, and she murmured, "You don't like Sangsang..."
The man paused slightly.
Then, Mu Chen laughed, admitting it was particularly neat, "Yes, I don't like you."
The little guy said unhappily, "Then I don't like you either."
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who wants you to like it?"
A little brat.
Ye Sang grieved and rubbed his eyes with a puffed face, because he was unconvinced with a small mouth and ignored him.
Just a minute after Mu Chen took her to the study, he regretted it.
The man frowned and glanced at the little guy who was sleeping soundly holding the pillow.
I didn't know what kind of wind I had just smoked, but brought her up.
(End of this chapter)