Naked

Chapter 58 If I am not the child's real father, then who is?

Tang Qianbei distributed the leaflets for several rounds, but he couldn't continue to distribute them.Her generation is completely different from Yan Xiu's previous generation. Yan Xiu can endure any hardships and overcome any difficulties, but Tang Qianbei has difficulties. If she can't make it, it's a big deal. It's a good job.

As soon as the leaflet was thrown, Tang Qianbei hired a group of people on the Internet to directly build up the reputation of "Talk with whom".Tang Qianbei said that in the old days, word of mouth was passed on by word of mouth, but now, it is typed line by line on the keyboard.

Tang Qianbei also said to Yan Xiu: "Mom, there is no need to talk about handing out leaflets in the future. If the soil is dead, I will sell the waste products."

There was a yoga class at nine o'clock in the morning, and aerobics at three o'clock in the afternoon. Tang Qianbei really couldn't sit in class with a computer in his arms. At this time, Bai Dayuan invited Ying again.

Tang Qianbei said: "You are not superhuman. How about I invite someone else to watch online, answer the phone, and we can talk about pomp with multiple people."

But Bai Dayuan also said: "Now is not the time to talk about pomp, right? I can do it."

So, Tang Qianbei pretended to be stupid, and didn't give Bai Dayuan a raise, so he handed over the promotion to him, the master puller.Bai Dayuan didn't object at all.

Tang Qianbei praised Bai Dayuan to Tong Zheng to the extent that it should only exist in the sky.And Tong Zheng's emotional intelligence is always a little bit higher than Tang Qianbei's. They are pure, and the more Tang Qianbei talks about Bai Dayuan, the more it means that she is not that personal in her heart, and the more she doesn't ask Xu Lu Yao is more representative of her "small belly".But Tong Zheng also had to ask and answer by himself, and the only thing he could do was to guarantee his innocence with Xu Luyao.

During the yoga class, Tang Qianbei was on her own, the sky was high and the clouds were calm, forgetting about all mundane things, the phone that was set aside was buzzing.It was Yan Xiu who called. She said that there was a small white spot under Tong Jiatang's neck, smaller than a grain of rice, and it was snow white.

Tang Qianbei didn't understand when she came up: "Rice grains? Mom! How old is she? You just feed her rice?"

After leaving the classroom, Tang Qianbei called Tong Zheng in a hurry: "Tang Tang has a small white spot under his neck! Go home and have a look."

Men at work are the most attractive, but also the most untouchable.Tong Zheng clamped the phone around his neck: "What's the point?"

"You ask me who I ask."

"I can't get out of here."

Tang Qianbei was in the locker room with her mobile phone on speakerphone: "Tong Zheng, you are busy, I understand, I understand, long live. Our two families bump into bumps, chickens fly, dogs jump and so on, don't I carry it all by myself? But today is Tangtang's business, if you are Tangtang's own father, you will go back immediately!"

Tang Qianbei hung up the phone, gasping for breath.Today, she didn't even find a secluded place, so she exposed her white flesh to the eyes of other women, and even flaunted her shame on the speakerphone.Today's her seems to be far from the fresh and refined girl of the past, who wanted to save face.

When Tang Qianbei jumped out of the taxi, Tong Zheng's van also arrived.

Tong Zheng jumped out of the car, with a straight face: "If I am not the child's real father, then who is?"

The Tong family was silent.The four big heads of Tong Zheng, Tang Qianbei, Yan Xiu and Grandma Tong were stuck under Tong Jiatang's neck.

"Is it skinny?" Tang Qianbei said.

Yan Xiu said: "It's so smooth, it doesn't look like a crackling skin."

"Is it an allergy? Mom, what did you feed her today?"

Yan Xiu said: "What else can she eat? It's Qianbei's milk. Qianbei? What did you eat? Is there something wrong with the milk?"

Tang Qianbei stared: "What else can I eat? Can I cook a small stove behind your back?"

And in the end, it was Grandma Tong who said it right: "If you want me to say it, it looks like vitiligo."

(End of this chapter)