Chapter 21: Looking for the door

Chapter 21 is looking for the door
At this time, outside the glass door, the midday sun came in, the man's tall body was covered in gold, and he walked firmly and calmly.
Zall's extraordinary temperament, cold and proud of the people can not look straight.
The eyes of several front desks, almost people came out from the eyes, God! Not dreaming!
Palace night...
The man who came in from the door was really the palace night, and the most expensive man in the world stood in front of them so incredibly.
"I want to find a woman who is working here with her children." The low-pitched male voice asked.
A few front desks are going to be dizzy, and the idiot’s answer is forgotten.
The palace night smashed, slender fingers, and some unpleasant knocks on the counter, obviously very annoying.
One of the front desks immediately returned to Shinto. "Mr. Gong, you may be looking for our chief designer Miss Cheng Haoyue, only she is here with her children."
"She is not in the company?"
Is this woman so irresponsible to take his child? Even when he went to work, let his son run around?
Damn, this woman is not worthy of having his children at all.
"Are you looking for a designer? Sorry, she is not in the company, she went on a business trip today."
"What about her child?" Gong Ye night, a pair of sword eyebrows twisted into a rope.
"I heard that it seems to be at home!" One of the front desk rushed to answer.
"Give me the address of my home!" This is the order.
Reporting the address of the employee's home was originally a violation of the regulations. It is reasonable to say that the front desk cannot do this.
Who can call this man a palace night? Any request from him is a woman who can't refuse because he has a strong charm that makes women irresistible.
At this time, a front desk quickly leaned over and took the note paper to write down the address of the Cheng Haoyue community, as well as the room number.
"This is the address of the designer."
Gong Ye night took a look and politely responded, "Thank you."
In an instant, the four front desks clung together and were so overwhelmed.
Not only did they see the palace nightingale, but they also got a thankful note from him. Can you not be excited?
Gong Ye night with Yan Yang out of the jewelry company, he stepped directly to his car, a limited edition super coupe, Yan Yang also had the opportunity to sit in the passenger seat.
"Boss, do you really want to find this child? What is his relationship with you!" Yan Yang was curious to ask, although she knew the answer, but she could not show it.
"He is my son." Gong Ye night did not marry her.
"God! He is your son? No wonder it’s similar to yours. It’s just a mold."
In this sentence, Gong Ye night loves to listen, he slams his mouth, and the throttle under his feet is more violent.
He is eager to see his children, and such things are inexplicable.
At the home of Cheng Haoyue, Tang Weiwei is playing puzzles with the little guy. Pity her twenty-four-year-old man, even playing a three-year-old child, it is a joke to say it!
"Well, Aunt Tang, why haven't you finished yet!" the little guy asked with some surprise.
"Small Bean Ding, you must be a genius! How can you be so smart, no reason!" Tang Weiwei wanted to cry.
"Aunt Tang, come on, you can do it, do you want me to teach you!"
Tang Weiwei shook his head. "Forget it, let's play checkers."
The little guy is excited. "Okay! I like to play checkers the most."
In the parking lot of the community, an expensive super-run stop, Yan Yang holding an address in her hand, she has a strong sense of direction, heading for one side, "Boss, here."