Song Zaozao's little pot friend has been suspicious of Mommy's words.

That person was obviously her father, but her mother said no, so she didn't believe it!

Taking advantage of Qiao An's distraction, the little girl slipped out alone and wandered around the corridor, but what she didn't expect was ......

I really saw Dad!

"Daddy is ......"

The little girl spread her legs and ran towards the tall man.

Song Yichen was a little dazed when he saw the little girl running towards him.

When he came back to his senses, the little girl was already hugging his thighs and looking at him with a smile and a well-behaved face.

That smile made Song Yichen in a trance.

After five years of marriage, he knows very little about this daughter, if she didn't call her father, maybe he wouldn't know who this child is.

Suddenly facing such an enthusiastic little girl, he was a little overwhelmed.

A little gloom appeared on his indifferent face.

Resisting the urge to wave the child away, he squatted down and held the little girl's hand: "Where's Mom?" ”

Joan's woman has such a big heart, she lets a four-year-old child run around here, and she is not afraid of the child's accident!

That's how she became a mother?

Song Yichen's face was flushed with anger, and the air pressure around his body dropped sharply, and even he had noticed such a low pressure earlier, and became a little silent.

He has no experience with children.

Although it was his daughter early, the time the two spent alone with each other was almost zero, and Joan took care of everything for her daughter.

The man secretly gritted his teeth: Joan! You! Very! Good!

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Because I was eating hot pot, I was afraid of the taste, so the box door was open.

Unexpectedly, when Joan turned around to get the spices, her daughter disappeared.

"Early ......"

Jo Ann was so anxious that her eyes were red, and she trotted down the corridor looking for her daughter.

The hurried high heels hit the ground, making a crisp and cheerful sound, and then, Joan's voice came: "Morning, where are you?" ”

"Answer me!"

She has no master, her eyes are frighteningly red, and her eyes are full of tears.

I can't help but think in a bad direction.

What if you get taken away by the bad guys early?

Song Yichen recognized her voice, took her daughter's hand, and stopped in front of her.

Cold condensed at her.

There was indifference in his eyes.

Joan was in a hurry, and when she saw a tall man holding her small hand appear opposite her, the panicked heart finally returned to her stomach.

"Early, why are you running around?"

"Mom will be worried!"

Seeing the anger in Song Yichen's eyes, he rushed towards the child and hugged the little girl tightly in his arms.

"You're scaring Mom, you know?"

"Don't do that again!"

When I saw my mother early, I was very happy: "Mommy, I didn't run around early, I came to see my dad early." ”

Qiao An raised her eyes, and then saw that the man beside her early morning was Song Yichen.

He stood there, not angry and arrogant, tall and powerful, and his powerful aura almost filled the entire corridor.

The huge sense of oppression made her dare not face it.

The man stood with his back lit, casting a large shadow on the ground.

Against the light, I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but Joan could still feel the chill emanating from the man's body.

Worst!

He must have thought that she was the one who asked him to come to him early and disrupt his date with Shen Tao!

She didn't have the courage to look at the man, so she hurriedly stood up and grabbed her daughter's hand: "Early, go back with your mother, okay?" ”

came out in a hurry, she only wore a cashmere sweater with a deep V-neck, there was no heating in the corridor, and she was frightened, and her face was very pale.

Even the lips trembled.

She was like that, Song Yichen had never seen before.

The anger suddenly dissipated, and no trace was to be found.