"Doudou?" When the staff was confirming with the little guy which word it was, a long body suddenly appeared next to him, and the long arm stretched out and hugged the little girl into his arms.

"Your name is Doudou?"

He stared at the clear eyes, which were exceptionally clean and dark, with only a faint hint of amber visible in the depths of his pupils...... This is exactly the same face as I remember!

Moreover, she is also called Doudou!

Bo Yanchen always remembered that the little girl raised her face with a smile and looked at her softly.

"Uncle, can I give me a nickname? Is it okay to call it a doudou? ”

Memories hit like a tide, almost enveloping Bo Yanchen's whole person.

The dark eyes were as dark as ink, staring at the girl in front of them.

"Who's your mother!"

The old man looked at her impatiently, holding her arm harder and harder, until his eyes were filled with eagerness.

The little guy frowned, and complained in a milky voice, "Uncle, you are so hard." ”

"You're hurting me!"

She struggled subconsciously, her soft arm moved to the side, and her face suddenly became wrinkled.

This made Bo Yanchen react almost immediately, and quickly let go of his hand.

"I'm sorry."

The eyes of the little girl in front of her were so similar to those in her memory that at that moment, a feeling arose that she thought it was Jiaojiao and his child.

He's really stunned, it's a girl.

The child Jiaojiao gave birth to him should be a boy.

Thinking of this, Bo Yanchen could only tear the corners of his lips lightly, and a bit of astringency spread.

He whispered, "Go on the radio." ”

"Okay, Mr. Bo, you?" He kept holding the little girl and didn't let go, and from the outsider's point of view, the two of them still had a somewhat similar face, with a tall nose bridge and almost the same lip shape.

"I'll wait with her."

The little guy in his arms was quite big and sturdy, with a very clever face, and he looked like he was about four years old.

Before this, Bo Yanchen had never tried to get along with a child, and he found that he actually liked the feeling of holding this child.

The surrounding employees looked at each other one by one.

"Why is Mr. Bo so abnormal today? I was close to a strange child. ”

"When he heard about the incident three years ago, he not only lost his wife, but also ...... his children."

"It is said that this is how our sub-brand children's clothing came about."

"I see."

The announcement sounded at the right time.

"The mother of the Doudou child, Doudou is looking for you, please rush to the temporary radio station as soon as possible after hearing the announcement."

"Mothers of the children, please rush to the temporary radio station as soon as you hear the announcement."

The staff repeated it several times, but after waiting for a long time, the child's mother still did not appear.

The little girl who stayed peacefully in Bo Yanchen's arms on the side even played with his tie boredly at the moment.

Putting aside this shocking scene, the staff asked in a low voice.

"Kid, are you sure your mother is still in the hall?"

"Could it be that she is gone......"

Is it even possible that the child was abandoned?

Thinking of this, he looked at Doudou with a somewhat sympathetic expression.

"My mommy won't be gone." The little guy waved his hand, his soft little face bulging, his fingers fiddling with his uncle's tie, and yawned indifferently, "She has something to delay, just wait." ”

As he spoke, he slipped off Bo Yanchen, walked to the side of the sofa very indifferently, and took out the picture book in his small bag and read it.

He's used to being distressed.

"But half an hour has passed. The guild hall is so big, why should I have arrived......"

"Alright, send someone to find it."

Bo Yanchen commanded in a low voice, looking at the little girl who was comfortable over there, but he couldn't help frowning.

is obviously such a well-behaved child, but he doesn't care at all when he is a mother.

"Doudou."

He lowered his eyes and casually mentioned, "If you're hungry, I'll treat you to fried chicken." ”

was a little guy who was focused on his own affairs, but his eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

"Okay!"

He immediately put away the picture book, jumped off the sofa, and took the initiative to take the man's hand.

Hee Hee (#^.^#) fried chicken!

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you." A little guy who was quite Sven just now, he really doesn't look like a girl when he eats fried chicken.

"Ahem! Gotta hurry up......"

Otherwise, when Mommy comes over, she won't be able to eat.

"What?"

He was eating in his mouth, and his voice was inaudible.

The little guy blinked, "I just haven't eaten it for a long time, and I don't buy it at home." ”

Bo Yanchen's eyebrows frowned slightly.

What kind of family, if the mother is not responsible, forget it, and he is reluctant to buy even a fried chicken.

"Thank you, uncle, it's really delicious!"

Doudou had finished nibbling on two chicken legs, a chicken wing, and a box of fries, and was now sucking on the ketchup on his fingers, smiling and thanking him sincerely.

Finding that people had been coming to him to ask for work, Doudou blinked curiously, "Uncle, are you the leader here?" ”

"Hmm."

"Then, on the poster outside you, is it a child model?"

After signing the document and sending the staff away, Bo Yanchen took out a tissue to help him wipe the ketchup on the corner of his mouth, "Why are you asking this?" ”

"I want to try it!"

"Uncle, do you think I can be it? A lot of people say I'm a good fit......"

It's just that Mommy won't let it.

Bo Yanchen was taken aback, his eyes looked at the little girl, she was delicate, with big eyes and a high nose bridge, and she was also very aura, she could see that her hands and feet were long, and her body proportion was also good, she was indeed the best candidate for a child model.

"Why do you want to be a child model?"

"Make money!"

"What?"

The little guy gave an answer that he didn't expect at all.

"Oh uncle, you are not young, don't you have children? You don't know how much it costs to raise a child! ”

She waved her arms exaggeratedly, "So much!" ”

Seeing that Bo Yanchen's face was gloomy, as if he was not very satisfied with her, he rolled his eyes and said loudly deliberately.

"Our family is so poor, if I don't work hard to earn money, the whole family will have to drink the northwest wind...... Uncle, please give me this chance. ”

"If I can't make any more money, let alone fried chicken, I can't even afford to eat......"

The little guy was chirping, and he was trying to squeeze out a tear from the corner of his eye.

Bo Yanchen on the side pursed his lips and looked at the extremely sensible little girl in front of him, and a storm gathered inch by inch under his eyes.

Rely on a child to make money by himself, and if he doesn't make money, he won't be given food?!

He couldn't even think about how harsh the family was to her!

Buzzing cell phone sounds.

"Mr. Bo, my mother has arrived." The staff called to warn, and the man glanced down at his watch.

"After an hour and ten minutes, she finally arrived."

"Is my family okay? Please bring it back quickly. A somewhat muffled female voice came from inside, and suddenly it was very dull, as if it was covered by something.

This extremely irresponsible woman actually let a four-year-old child stay alone for an hour and ten minutes!

Hasn't she watched the latest social news?

How dare you!

Bo Yanchen went to hug the little guy with his backhand, and found that she was squatting on the ground to pick up the backpack she had dropped, most of her skirt was lifted, and her little buttocks were exposed.

frowned, and quickly helped her pull the skirt that was lifted after her buttocks.

"Girls can't squat like this, their little pants will be exposed."

"Whew...... I'm not used to wearing skirts. ”

Doudou touched his nose with some embarrassment.

But he has been picked up by a man with one hand.

irresponsible, mistreated, denied food, did not buy fried chicken, and did not even do a good job in gender education.

"Uncle, this is for you."

The little guy had been busy with the origami sent by KFC just now, and after a while, he folded out a few thousand paper cranes, all of which were stuffed into Bo Yanchen's hands.

"Thank you for treating me to a delicious meal today!"

Bo Yanchen had never seen such a sensible little girl, compared to Song Yun's appearance when he was a child, he felt that the little thing in front of him was simply an angel.

But such an angel is still mistreated.

He stepped out of his long legs, holding a little guy of more than thirty pounds in his arms, almost no different from his empty hands, and soon arrived at the radio station.

The inky eyes were as dark as ink, staring closely at the few people gathered in front of him, his gaze swept roughly, and the emotions under his eyes gradually converged into a storm.

I want to see what kind of woman she is, she has no conscience like this!