At eight o'clock in the morning, Tang Xiaoke appeared at the media group on time, she was wearing a dazzling red silk dress, fresh and elegant, carrying Xiaobao in her hand.

Xiaobao was wearing a blue silk short-sleeved shirt of the same series, with a pair of shorts underneath, very cute and with a blue glasses, and their arrival caused a wave of onlookers up and down the group.

The media group has long spread that the sales director has brought a child, and this child is her younger brother.

"The director's brother is so cool, he looks super handsome."

"Yes, look at the two sisters."

Tang Xiaoke just smiled and said nothing about everyone's evaluation.

She didn't want to explain, it didn't do her any good to explain too much, it was better than letting others know that she was pregnant out of wedlock and had a baby.

Only Ying Xue knew that he was her child, Tang Xiaoke and Xiaobao had already agreed at home that they must call Sister Xiaoke when they came to the company.

This is also the best explanation for those who are skeptical.

Tang Xiaoke handed over some chores in the company to his assistant Ying Xue, and said that he was going to the cosmetics group to visit Li Tianxiao.

Ying Xue showed an envious look in her eyes, Director Tang is Director Tang.

It seems that it's not good if she's not good, but she doesn't have the strength to see the idol she worships.

A trace of loss crossed her heart, she glanced at Tang Xiaoke enviously, and hugged Xiaobao in her arms.

Seeing that his mother was going to see his favorite uncle, Xiaobao struggled to break free from Aunt Sakura's arms and ran to his mother who walked to the door.

He hugged his mother's leg, "I'm going with you too, Mama, don't leave me!" ”

"Don't go, I'm going to work, baby, obedient, good, play games."

Tang Xiaoke was stunned, opened the door and walked out.

Xiaobao walked inside and pretended to play with toys, and when Sakura Xue wasn't paying attention, he sneaked out.

I want to go with my mother to meet the uncle I like.

It was very hot on the street, and although Xiaobao was wearing a hat, he was still sunburned when he just went out.

His face was red from the sun, and his eyes were burning with pain.

He saw his mother, who crossed the road and went to the gray building opposite.

Maybe my uncle is in that building.

He also wanted to cross the intersection, but just in time for the red light, all the vehicles stopped, and he had to stop for fear of affecting the traffic.

The pair of glittering black jewel-like eyes glanced at the other side from time to time, and the mother's figure finally disappeared.

When he couldn't see it anymore, he was very anxious, and he longed for the green light to come on and run over.

It was as if it had been waiting for a century, and the green light finally came on.

The little one ran quickly and walked towards the gray mansion that meant so much to him.

He believed that his uncle was waiting for him there, and so was his mother.

The uncle who looked like him must have been his father.

This sentence has been hidden in his heart for a long time, and he didn't tell his mother that today he was going to guard the two of them to confront each other.

Uncle is father, because the two of them are carved out of the same mold.

When Xiaobao happily walked into the long-awaited gray building, he saw the elevator and walked in.

He wanted to find his mother and uncle quickly, but when faced with the numbers in the elevator, his little hands froze in mid-air, not knowing how to make a choice.

He was trapped in the elevator, shaking his little head.

Traditionally, the president should be on the top floor, and this building is 80 floors.

When he came, he paid attention, and he firmly believed that the president was on the 80th floor.

So his fleshy little hand tapped the number 80, and the elevator quickly took him to the floor he wanted to reach.

The elevator opened and he ran out, his calf running very fast.

Where is the president's office? He was too small to see the words on the door.

Although he is only two years old, he has a high IQ, he was born with some Chinese characters, and he has already learned qinqi, calligraphy and painting on the Internet.

In the spacious and luxurious corridor, she met a few aunts, and she raised her beautiful eyes to look at them.

"Auntie, where is that good-looking uncle?"

Everyone was very curious when they saw a cute treasure flying in the corridor, and they looked at him with smiles.

The little one was very cute, with a pair of deep-set dimples, a chubby face, and twinkling eyes.

"Baby, where are you from?"

"Auntie, it doesn't matter where I'm from, I just want to find the uncle I like the most, my mom just came in."

"Who is your mother?" Everyone didn't quite understand what the little guy was saying, and they didn't know what he was trying to say.

"Slow down, don't be in a hurry, just make it clear, we'll help you."

Everyone comforted her, the sweat on her head ran down her cheeks, and one of the aunts quickly took out a tissue to wipe it for him.

The little one's back was also soaked, and it seemed that he had been outside for a long time, so pitiful.

"Don't panic, isn't it the best-looking one in this building?"

"Yes, it's the best-looking uncle."

The little guy saw hope and hurriedly agreed.

"The best thing in our building is President Li Tianxiao, don't you say, the child is really very similar to the president!"

One of the aunts said.

"Lead him to the president! Maybe the two are really father and son! ”

Everyone laughed.

"Could this cute little cutie be the president's illegitimate son?"

One of the aunts muttered quietly.

"That's good, thank you, Auntie."

Xiaobao bowed sensibly to the aunts.

Several aunts led him to the door of the president's office, stopped, and whispered, "The president is working inside, Xiaobao, you go in and find it yourself, let's go back to work." ”

The aunt who spoke touched his big round head, and the little one was the cutest person they had ever met.

The little guy blinked and said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Then he gently pushed open the mysterious door.

"Mom, where are you, uncle?"

His voice was very good, like the rattling of a babbling stream.

The room was silent, and there was no one.

He climbed onto the couch and looked around to see that his uncle was indeed not there.

There was a photo of him on the table, and he was delighted that he had not come in vain today, and the person in the photo was the uncle he liked in his heart.

The perfect handsome face was like a carving, the sword eyebrows were lightly raised, the face was sharply contoured, and the skin was wheat-colored, exuding a sparkling light.

Xiaobao felt a burst of joy in his heart, he really looked like an uncle.

"Okay, just sit on the couch and wait for him!"

There was a magazine on the couch, and he opened it casually, but his brow furrowed.