Ex-daddy: Mommy is so fresh

Five years later

Nangong Group Building, high-level conference room.

A man with an indifferent face sat on the chief seat, waiting for the people below to speak, when suddenly, the cell phone beside his arm rang.

A phone vibrating sound instantly disturbed the eerie and quiet atmosphere of the meeting. All the high-level executives turned their attention to Nangong Zhan, but that man seemed to be born with the ability to be calm and composed. He didn't mind picking up the phone and exiting the meeting room.

"Say!" Answering the phone, Nangong Zhan's impatient voice sounded.

On the other end of the phone is the teacher of the big class kindergarten.

"Hello, Mr. Nangong, this is Lotte Kindergarten. It's like this. The kid from Tianshuo just got into a fight with someone and broke another kid's finger. Our kindergarten has..."

On the other end of the phone, before the teacher could speak, Nangong Zhan hung up the phone.

The phone was pinched in the palm of my hand, and I wished I could crush it with all my strength.

This is already the first time, back and forth, he was expelled from other kindergartens no less than ten times, no less than seven or eight people were hospitalized for fighting with others, and sometimes he even beat the teacher.

Talking about that little devil, Nangong Zhan really hurt his brain, wishing he could be sent back to his mother's womb, and reshaped again.

damn it!

That kid is clearly here to collect debts.

After receiving the call, Nangong Zhan went back to the meeting room and ordered in a cold voice: "That's the end of today's meeting. Everyone, go back and discuss more, and give me an answer the day after tomorrow."

After a few words of instruction, he looked at Chen Biao beside him and said in a blink of an eye, "You go to the kindergarten with me."

Immediately took the car keys, went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and went straight to Lotte Kindergarten.

Regarding the matter of his son beating another child, Nangong Zhan handed it over to Chen Biao to deal with it. After receiving his son, he drove home with him.

In the afternoon, during the rush hour of the traffic jam, luxury sports cars were parked in the traffic. While waiting, Nangong Zhan couldn't help turning his head to look at the indifferent boy next to him. Down.

"Why are you fighting with others again?" Nangong Zhan asked.

The boy sitting in the co-pilot had a proud expression on his face, "He said I jumped out of a rock and didn't hurt like my mother."

Every time other children say that there is no mother's pain, Xiao Tianshuo wishes to become a Transformer in an instant, and then kick those nonsense people to the South Pole.

He is not loved by his mother, but it is not the turn of those people to laugh at him and mock him!

Hearing his son's words, Nangong Zhan's eyes flashed with distress, he touched his son's head, and said in a good voice: "But, you can't hit people, how many times is this?"

Xiao Tianshuo dodged Nangong Zhan's hand, leaned to the side angrily, and said nothing.

Seeing such a son, Nangong Zhan felt very uncomfortable many times. It was so uncomfortable that sometimes he almost couldn't breathe.

But what can he do?

The son belonged to him, he couldn't ignore him, let alone leave him aside and let him fend for himself.

Five years ago, he had been looking for that woman for five years. No matter what method he used, he searched for it for five years, but there was still no news.

Even how this son came from, the question that once hung in his mind has not been revealed until now.

Now that the son has grown up, when he goes to school every day, other children will say that he is a child who has no mother's love. The child is young and ignorant, because of this, he does not know how many people he has hurt.

Calling him a father all day, he can't sleep at night, and his head is battered.