Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth: "Lao Tzu doesn't accept mediation either!" This little cub is such a chicken thief! ”

Huo Shenling coldly shouted at the door: "Jiang Lin, let the company's legal department send a lawyer's letter!" ”

Jiang Yuan's black face: "Xiaohai, let the studio send a lawyer's letter to Huo's Group!" ”

Yang Mao: "No, no, no! Don't don't, don't! The two big guys, we have something to say, let's ......"

"I can't say it! My Huo Shenling's daughter can't suffer such a crime! ”

"I've never been so slandered before! I'm so angry! Without further ado, see you in court! ”

"See you in court!"

Yang Mao saw that the two were leaving, and hurriedly got up to stop them.

"Don't, don't!"

"No, no, no!"

"Let's discuss everything!"

When blocking people, Huo Shenling and Jiang Yuan had tougher attitudes one by one, and the last handful of hair on the top of Yang Mao's head was uprooted and fell to the ground between pulling.

Yang Mao: "......"

After more than 50 years of perseverance, he still has a hair on top, and finally ...... Successfully joined the top family!

Looking at the few hairs that fell, Yang Mao couldn't control the tears flowing down.

The cub looked at it, and hurriedly got down from his father's arms, picked up the sparse and gray hair on the ground, and comforted him with a milky voice.

"Uncle Yang, will the cubs help you plant them back?"

Yang Mao was shocked: "Can this be planted back?" ”

The cub wanted to say yes.

As a result, thinking that because he imprisoned Jiang Yuan, he also sealed his own power, and the cub looked embarrassed.

"This ......"

Huo Shen ordered Jiang Lin, who was waiting outside the door, to wink, and Jiang Lin came in with a plastic bag.

"Secretary Yang, if you don't mind, there is also a hair transplant shop under the Huo Group, I will take you there now?"

Yang Mao: "......"

It will be annoying, especially irritable.

"When people reach middle age, they have to accept the state of middle age! If it's bald, it's bald, what kind of seed is planted, it's nondescript! I really don't like it, can't you finish it as soon as you wear the hat? ”

Yang Mao: "......"

Oh no!

It's not that you're going to be the big actor!

Yang Mao was aggrieved and depressed, but he couldn't afford to provoke this big Buddha.

Seeing that Huo Shenling and Jiang Yuan were about to leave the coordination room, Yang Mao hurriedly grabbed the sleeves of the two.

"Mr. Huo, Mr. General, listen to me again."

Under Huo Shenling's death gaze, Yang Mao had the courage to pick up the cub on the ground.

"Mr. Huo, if things get bigger, Miss Cub's information may be exposed."

Without waiting for Huo Shenling to speak, Yang Mao quickly looked at Jiang Yuan.

"Mr. Jiang, if things get bigger, it may affect your development in the entertainment industry, and of course, it will affect your search for your son. After all, if your son thinks that his father is particularly violent, he probably doesn't want to be found if he knows, right? ”

Jiang Yuan: "......"

Holy!

This kind of muddy one, in his time, was directly solved with one knife.

The cub blinked wide-eyed, looked at the black-faced daddy, and then looked at the very irritable Jiang Yuan.

Daddy is a human daddy, and Uncle Jiang is a non-human.

I don't stay with my dad all the time, and the cub thinks that if it really gets big, maybe the dad will suffer.

The cub shouted softly: "Dad~"

Huo Shenling hurriedly picked up his daughter: "Cub, what's wrong?" ”

The cub doesn't want to be noticed by too many people, after all, she is the daughter of the Hades, and occasionally there are some differences from ordinary humans.

"Dad, why don't you shake hands and hug them?"

During this time, the cubs learned in kindergarten, and some children in the class had conflicts, or fights, and finally the teacher would deal with them.

Oh, and in the end, the child who did it first will take the initiative to kiss the child who was beaten.

The cub then proposed to the father again: "It's really not good, why don't you let him kiss it again?" ”

Yang Mao listened and applauded.

"Miss cub, this is a good method, yes, yes, yes! The development of the imperial capital and even the development of the whole country is inseparable from the two bigwigs, how good it is for us to shake hands and make peace. ”

"Hug it, kiss it more kindly!"

Huo Shenling: "......"

Jiang Yuan: "......"

The two spoke at the same time: "Jiang Lin (Xiaohai), kiss him!" ”

Special Assistant Jiang Lin: "......"

Private help Xiaohai: "......"

Yang Mao: "...... Yes? This one...... Hahaha...... This one...... I ......"

The cub milk sprouted: "Then the cub kisses you?" ”

Needless to say, the cub raised his little head and held his father's handsome face and kissed one.

mua! (*╯3╰)！

Jiang Yuan's face is full of resistance!

But he couldn't find his son, although Yang Mao's words wanted him to kill people directly, it seemed to make sense if he thought about it carefully.

After all, he and his own son never met before and after their deaths.

He guarded the border during his lifetime, and he didn't know that he had a son if it wasn't for the letter from his retainers.

When he died, his son was only two and a half years old, and he never returned to the capital because of the war, so he never saw this son.

Later, he lay in the coffin for hundreds of years.

When he woke up, the dynasty was overthrown, the family was scattered, and his son was nowhere to be found.

At that time, metaphysics was prevalent, and he had been investigating for many years, and accidentally learned from the mouth of an old Taoist priest who was dying that he would bury his descendants in the place where he gathered yin, and the probability of becoming a zombie was extremely high.

When he wanted to ask for various information about the specific location, the old Taoist priest lost his breath.

Because he was calculated to die an unnatural death, the old Taoist priest was directly scattered.

If his son dies when he is as old as the cub in front of him, what Yang Mao just said is very likely to come true.

Jiang Yuan stiffened his body, endured his irritability, and turned his face away sharply.

When the cub looked at it, he laughed.

"Okay! Will Uncle, mua! (*╯3╰)！ ”

Jiang Yuan: "......"

The soft milk dumplings look very pleasing, kiss it...... It's incredible, it's soft.

It's just that Jiang Yuan saw that the milk dumplings were the species of the Emperor Xudu, and the little love for the milk dumplings in his heart disappeared in an instant.

When he finds his son, he may be such a pink and cute milk dumpling.

He holds his son every day!

Let my son kiss every day!

In the office next door, the red-haired little zombie who was waiting for his uncle and cub with Bai Mingxu Huo Sichen suddenly sneezed heavily.

"Ahh

Huo Sichen looked at him sideways, and couldn't sit still.

"Brother Shenxu, young general, why don't we go and wait at the door? So that the cubs and daddy can see us as soon as they come out. ”

The red-haired little zombie acted directly, got out of the chair and walked out.

Seeing this, Bai Mingxu hurriedly took Huo Sichen out together.

The red-haired little zombie walked quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the door of the office next door.

The door of the office next door just opened, and he came out of it with a look of arrogance and a sharp look.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have kicked directly at the skinny kid who rushed over at his speed.

Jiang Yuan took a closer look, it was a boy.

However, the hair was black, thin and severely malnourished, which was seriously inconsistent with the physique and figure of their family.

Withdraw his gaze and leave without squinting.

The red-haired little zombie was stunned and subconsciously shouted.

"Will ...... Uncle? ”

Jiang Yuan also subconsciously stopped, but his face was very stinky, and he looked very bad at first glance, cold and impatient.

"Kid, what's wrong?"

The cub ran out of it and took the hand of the little red-haired zombie.

"Brother Junior, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't understand how he could pay attention to a child who was thin and didn't look like Jiang's family at all, and even because the cub called the other party's junior brother, he asked again.

"Little cub, what are you calling him? Youngster, which will? ”