Mozu Beitan looked at the boy in front of him with a calm face, and that face was exactly the same as when he was a child.

"Bring him to the car for me." The man spoke indifferently.

Quan Yileng was stunned, got out of the car, and looked at the ink bun standing next to the luxury car in disbelief: Could this little guy be ......

The little guy glanced at the man in the car, his eyes fell on Quan Yiling, who stretched out his hand towards him, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he dropped his schoolbag and ran back.

Can a three-year-old outrun an adult? The answer is no!

As soon as the little short leg ran out of a step, the back foot was picked up by Quan Yiling and put into the car, and Mo Baozi shouted in disgust: "Don't touch me!" ”

The man touches him, he wants to vomit!

Along the way, neither the two nor the other spoke, and the car was suddenly as quiet as death.

On the other side, Asa Zike was tidying up the clothes on the shelves in an orderly manner, and suddenly a middle-aged woman ran in in a hurry, grabbed the woman's arm and ran out.

"Uh, Sister Wang, what are you doing, I still have to go to work."

Sister Wang gasped and said, "Bao, Baozi, your Baozi is ....."

Asakko Ke was stunned, and suddenly opened his eyes wide and grabbed the woman to answer the urgent question: "Baozi, what's wrong with Baozi?" ”

"Your bun was taken away at the gate of the community."

The woman's brain was clouded, and before she could say thank you, she rushed out of the door and rushed in the direction of home.

Kidnapping in broad daylight? Asako Ke rushed through several red lights in a hurry, and there was only one thought in her heart: Baozi was her life, and if anything happened to him, she would definitely fight with the person who kidnapped Baozi!

Panting and running home, there was no figure of a baby, Asa Zike hurriedly ran to the patrol room at the entrance of the community, retrieved the surveillance video of the first half hour, and saw five or six limited-edition luxury cars stopped at the gate of the community, and the woman who looked at the small figure was worried.

At the end of the ten-minute video, Asa Zike sat down in a chair, and now she was sure that Baozi had been taken away, by a very important person.

Asa Zike clenched his fists, and his beautiful eyes were firmly fixed on the man who got out of the car, but unfortunately it was too far away to see clearly.

Transitions.

The presidential palace, the atmosphere is stiff.

On the leather sofa in the center of the hall, men and boys sat facing each other, staring wide-eyed.

Quan Yiling couldn't help but laugh when he watched from the sidelines, Lao Tzu saw the boy, it was interesting.

"Send me back when you've seen enough, my mom will be worried." The first to speak was Mo Baozi, whose little face was calm and calm, without the slightest fear of being kidnapped.

Mozu Beitan's eyes narrowed, and his thin lips spit out a few words: "How old are you?" ”

"Three years old."

"What's it called?"

"Ink buns."

As soon as the three words came out, the corners of the man's mouth twitched when he listened, buns? Very good!

After four years of searching, his son is now three years old, and it is clear that the woman has a lot to do.

The little guy glanced at the darkening sky outside the window and said, "Can you send me back now?" ”

Mozu Beitan slightly tilted his head and glanced at Quan Yileng, who was standing aside, and Quan Yiling stepped forward and said respectfully: "Little master, from now on, this will be your home." ”

The little guy shook his head: "Although this place is big, it is not my home. ”

"You'll live here in the future, and you'll get used to it after a long time."

"No, I don't."

Quan Yiling looked at his watch with low eyes and said: "...... Young Master, it's time for dinner, and you should say hello to your father. ”

Father?

Mo Baozi turned his head to look at the man sitting in front of him, not to mention that he was handsome and very similar to himself, but from the aura emanating from him, he knew that he was not a very approachable person, and his face was full of doubts: "You want to be my father?" ”

While?

Mozu Beitan's face sank: "I am!" The three words are urgent, and they are loud and clear.

"But my mom says my dad is dead, are you a ghost or a ghost?"

The man narrowed his dark eyes and snorted coldly, and the atmosphere in the entire hall froze a few degrees.

That's how the woman taught her son? Very good!

Quan Yiling broke out in a cold sweat as he listened to it: "Little master, don't say this kind of thing again in the future!" ”

Blatantly cursing the president of his country is punishable by death!

"Look at the mood! I'm going back, and you can send me back as you want to send me. As he spoke, his calves swung twice, slid off the sofa, and walked out behind his little hands, looking so cold as an uncle.

Quan Yiling looked at the small back, and couldn't help laughing: It's exactly the same as when Your Excellency was a child, this gene is absolutely amazing!

Mozu Beitan stared at his son's back with deep eyes, and said coldly: "Take him upstairs and go for a DNA test at night." ”

"Yes."

Quan Yiling paused slightly: "Your Excellency, that Miss Qian....."

Mozu Beitan narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and a hint of danger flashed in his eyes: "I'll deal with it myself." ”