Smart and cute baby: recruit a marriage for daddy

"Leng Zhu..." the receptionist opened her eyes, as if she only glanced at Feng Yuhao. She didn't even see the specific appearance of Feng Yuhao, so she was taken away by him.

It is rumored that Feng Tingyu, the CEO of Feng Group, the world's richest man, has a several-year-old son, but no one has captured his son's appearance.

Because it has been rumored for too long, and it is just a rumor, some people don't even believe that Feng Tingyu will have such a big son.

"Assistant Leng calls the child young master. Does this mean that the child is the president's son?"

"Why am I so stupid? I should have come forward and cared for him. I missed such a good opportunity to have zero distance contact with the president."

"Yes, I regret dying..."

Several front desk ladies felt frantic remorse and regret.

"Wow..." Feng Yuhao's crying voice grew louder and louder. Over time, his voice was almost hoarse.

"Young master, what's the matter? Now I see your father. Tell me what you have." Leng Qinfeng carefully put Feng Yuhao on the ground.

Feng Tingyu put down his DNA report and cried so sad when he saw his baby son. Immediately rubbed up from the president's special chair and eagerly walked up to him.

"Why are you crying? The servant bullied you?" Feng Tingyu took the paper towel from Leng Qinfeng's hand and spoiled Feng Yuhao to wipe the tears on his face.

The little guy pursed his lips, snivel and tears, and his big black eyes may have been red and swollen because the crying voice was too long.

"Woo... Woo..." Feng Yuhao was so sad that he stopped sobbing.

"What's the matter?" he stood up and questioned the driver who brought Feng Yuhao to the company.

"After breakfast, the young master yelled for me to take him to school. I didn't let me tell the old lady. I thought I would try my best to take care of the young master, so I took him to school. But I don't know why, he cried as soon as he got to the school gate. I asked the young master what happened, and he didn't want to tell me. He just said he would come to your company." The driver's detailed report.

Feng Tingyu stared at the little guy and cried so hard that he had a headache.

Feng Yuhao is outgoing and lively. Except that he was not sensible before the age of two, after the age of two, Feng Tingyu saw him cry to the point of physical convulsion because of something for the first time.

He lovingly picked up Feng Yuhao and put him on the wide sofa next to him.

"Tell daddy what happened, daddy will decide for you." he squatted in front of the little guy, gently wiped the tears off his face with his fingers, and his voice was very gentle.

At this time, there was almost no high-low distance in their heads, and there was no strong sense of oppression on Feng Tingyu's body.

It's just that Daddy dotes on his son and cares between father and son.

"Liar... She is a liar. She... She deceived my feelings... Woo..." Feng Yuhao said intermittently while twitching in a big arc.

As his father's face, he can't directly tell him that he wants Qiao Xiaoxi to be his mommy's sustenance, right? Is his mommy gone?

"Well, take a deep breath first. When your mood is stable, can you tell Daddy? Because you talk like this, I can't hear clearly." Feng Tingyu didn't know what he wanted to express from beginning to end.

"Why should I stabilize my mood? People are lovelorn and abandoned. How can my mood not get out of control." Feng Yuhao couldn't calm his mood. Hearing Feng Tingyu say that, he was so excited that he rubbed up from the sofa and shouted loudly.

He must tell Feng Tingyu that he is lovelorn. Only in this way can Feng Tingyu have a sense of crisis and quickly find a woman to marry.

Lovelorn? Abandon? From the little guy's mouth, he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

"..." Feng Tingyu was speechless with a black line.

It turned out that Feng Yuhao cried because of women.

"You won't understand my mood now. Woo..." he saw his father, looked indifferent, turned calmly and sat down on the sofa. As if nothing had happened, it made him even more crazy. "I chose to wear a school uniform because she was willing to go to school. But what about her? As soon as I went to school, I saw her get on another man's car. Woo... I asked her, she said she was not married and had no children, but her daughter was so old. She lied to me, how could she deceive my feelings, woo... Wow..." he thought, Daddy's most suitable woman ran away with other men.

Feng Yuhao was really wearing the school uniform of the central noble kindergarten. When Feng Tingyu gave it to him before, he didn't want to say anything good. Today, he said he put on the school uniform for a woman.

This is really in response to that sentence, peony flowers die, ghosts are also romantic!

In today's society, even a few year old children are fascinated by beautiful women.

"It's just a woman. You're so excited and care. You cry with tears and jump with anger?" Feng Tingyu only thought his son was too fussy. There's no need to get excited at all.

"If only she were a woman. But she is my Feng Yuhao..." it's the woman you like for daddy. "Woo... You're still not my father and don't even help me. Wow..." Feng Yuhao wailed.

"All right." he frowned, pretending to be serious, but said in an extremely indifferent tone: "who is the woman who deceived your feelings and hurt your heart? Tell Daddy, daddy will help you vent." then he got up from the sofa and walked leisurely to the office desk.

Before sitting on the chair, his eyes inadvertently fell on the appraisal just now.

"Who else can there be? Of course it's the beauty Qiao. She's married and her daughters are so old. I love her so much and give her my heart, but she deceives me... Woo..."

"Who are you talking about?" as soon as the little guy's words came out, he calmly sealed the thunder, suddenly turned around, and his tone changed into cold and angry in an instant.

"..." Feng Yuhao twitched his little body. Unexpectedly, his father reacted so much. The sound of crying stopped suddenly.

"Who's the woman you're talking about?" he rushed to Feng Yuhao, crouched down and asked with his hands tightly holding the little guy's arms.

"Don't you mean to be calm?" he stopped crying. His milk voice was a little hoarse, and two drops of tears like pearls remained on his face. The image was still very cute and sweet.

"What's the woman's name?" the look on Feng Tingyu's face was not lower than Feng Yuhao's mood just now.

"Qiao Xiaoxi." Leng Qinfeng replied quickly.