He is a roaring returnee IT elite, but he was dumped by a milk baby!

Although it is an IQ of 16, a genius baby who can get out of her shell with a belly......

But Tang Yi still wanted to crash to death on the pillar, huh~~

Fu Yancheng ignored the assistant who held the pillar and looked at the mall with a cold face, "Where is the final positioning?" ”

Tang Yi immediately took a break and stood upright, "Northwest direction!" But...... I don't know which floor of the mall it is. ”

Northwest ......

Fu Yancheng's slender fingers knocked on the railing on the third floor one after another, and his cold gaze fell from top to bottom on the entrance of the supermarket on the first floor.

The dark pupils slowly condensed.

Do you still want to fight a protracted war?

Heh, they're all five-year-olds, and they're still playing childish tricks like peek-a-boo.

Think you can alarm the old man?

Naive!

Until then, the game of eagles and chickens will come to an end.

Then, the old man called.

"You stinky boy who kills a thousand knives—"

The angry roar almost pierced Fu Yancheng's eardrums.

Fu Yancheng: "......"

Tang Yi on the side didn't dare to gasp.

No matter how long it takes to retreat, the smell of gunsmoke from guns and ammunition will not completely dissipate.

Once you get angry, it always makes people panic.

Tang Yi, who was covering his ears, was still working as a mushroom, and when he saw Fu Yancheng's cold light sweeping over, he shuddered suddenly: "Boss, I definitely didn't tell the old man about Cheng Gan's loss!" ”

didn't wait for Fu Yancheng to attack, Fu Lao broke his voice.

"What? So you...... You, you, you, didn't sit idly by, but simply threw people away?! ”

Fu Yancheng, who had a sore eardrum, took the phone away a little, and glanced coldly at Tang Yi, who shrank into a quail on the spot, his face was slightly dark.

"Grandpa, what the hell is going on, let's talk about the point."

One of the grandparents and grandchildren has experienced war, and the other is a professor of criminal psychology, and neither of them is a person who bends the ink.

The heartbroken Old Man Fu said Old Man Qi's words word for word.

"That's your nephew! It's not a phone bill! ”

Fu Yancheng: "......" frankly speaking, he didn't doubt this possibility......

Fu Lao trembled with anger, and in the most excited moment, he turned straight down and let out a sad sigh.

"If Xiaoxiao and Ji Chen are still here, how can they be willing to let him be bullied like this? My poor little liver, I don't know where to hide and wipe my tears now......"

The great-grandson of the Fu family has become a pitiful little who doesn't scold back?

Listen, like words?

It's nothing more than another bitter ploy.

As early as when Cheng Qian shouted that his stomach hurt, he was suspicious, so he let Tang Yi follow inch by inch.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong.

I didn't expect the old man to come to the mall on his hind feet, and he heard it with his own ears, so he took the first step to ask the teacher.

Fu Yancheng, who has always collapsed in front of Mount Tai and his color remains unchanged, felt a headache for the first time.

He can't really deal with his little nephew, but he can't let the child go on like this.

was thinking about a showdown with the old man, and clarified by the way that even if the universe and the galaxy exploded, Cheng Qian would not hide in a small corner to wipe his tears, but he heard Xiaoxiao and Ji Chen......

Fu Yancheng closed his eyes very lightly, and then opened them again.

Missing three points of usual arrogance, a dark color swept through the depths of his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse.

“…… Grandpa, give me ten minutes, and I'll get Cheng Qian back. ”