Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

Sleepy, such a small child can sleep best. He picked up the little thing and shook it gently in his arms. Sure enough, soon, the little thing fell asleep.

Small and quiet, in the arms of Jiang Junyue, he leaned against the sofa with a small thing in his arms, looked down at his small face, eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, all like him. Even if he was asleep, he was so beautiful.

An innate intimacy made him fall asleep with his little thing on the sofa.

Jiang Junyue was awakened by the sound of crying. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt as if he had passed through, because what he heard was the cry of a child. Then, all his consciousness returned in an instant. He thought of the boy given to him by luomeiwei last night. He looked down and saw that the little thing had long been separated from his arms. At this meeting, he was sitting on the carpet crying, While crying, he chewed a fountain pen. The fountain pen was red. At this time, the child's face was full of red paint. God, he was really a damage expert. He could suck out the red ink in the refill by chewing a pen. I don't know if he had eaten it or not. He grabbed it as soon as he reached out. However, he made the little guy cry more fiercely.

The more Jiang Jun looked at the time, it was more than seven o'clock. He only slept for more than two hours. It seemed that the little guy was protesting that he didn't give anything to eat.

He went to the bathroom with the little thing and washed his little face. Then he left the small apartment and met the first baby store. Jiang Junyue jumped out of the car with the little thing without saying a word.

The shopkeeper greeted him. "What can I do for you, sir?"

Jiang Junyue pointed to the little things in his arms. "Clothes and shoes, as long as they are used by children, pack them all for me. Come on."

Soon, the little things were loaded, and the little things looked as cool as they looked. Because Jiang Jun bought more things and didn't talk about the price, the female shopkeeper enthusiastically gave the little things milk powder to drink, "Gudong Gudong", and a large bottle of milk powder and small things were drunk in one breath.

The female shopkeeper recommended several small things to eat, such as biscuits, rice noodles and so on. Jiang Junyue naturally bought them all and stuffed the whole trunk in a moment.

When he got on the bus with a little thing gnawing a molar biscuit, he suddenly thought of one thing. The child was not sure it was his son. He bought so many things for him.

Drive straight to the hospital.

Leave everything first. DNA must be handled as soon as possible. If it's his child, he will manage it. If it's not his, he won't manage it.

However, looking at the little thing fixed on the passenger seat belt by him, the thought flashed through his mind that the child must be his.

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Jiang Junyue had a headache.

I went to the hospital and found an acquaintance directly. I just wanted to do it as quickly as possible.

Both of them collected blood. When he collected blood for the little guy, he didn't cry or make trouble. He was also happy to watch the red blood jumping. The nurse who collected blood couldn't help but like to pinch his little face. He knew to discharge everywhere when he was so young. When he grew up, he didn't know how many girls he had to capture.

After collecting the blood, Jiang Junyue drove to the company with the small things. If he didn't go, he couldn't. today, the company had a regular meeting, which had been arranged for a long time, but for a moment, he didn't know who to give the small things to, so he just took them with him.

After getting out of the car, Jiang Junyue in a suit entered the company with a beautifully dressed little thing. At that moment, the people who looked at him were amazing. Jiang had never brought his children to work. He was probably the first. But when someone saw the look of the child in his arms, no one doubted it one by one.

"Good president."

"Good president."

Jiang Jun nodded more and more. Without any expression on his face, Zhang Jun held the little thing and entered the president's ladder, ignoring those who judged the child.

From the elevator to the secretary room, because the little thing has diapers on its little ass and molars and biscuits in its hand, there is nothing bad for Jiang Junyue's image. It's just that wearing a suit and holding a child, how do you think two people don't match.

Jiang Junyue directly threw the child to the Secretary and gave her the car key. "Tell the security guard to take half of the things in the trunk."

"President, the child is..." the Secretary wanted to ask whether the child is Jiang Junyue, but he felt a little inappropriate after half of his words, because Jiang Junyue is still the most famous old king of diamonds in T city. Alone, a child suddenly appeared, and I don't know which woman gave birth to the child, Women's natural gossip thinking began to flood their minds.

"Just take him with you today. If you can't get busy, draw someone from the management department to help." with only this sentence, he entered the office. The little thing has to deal with others this time. His uncle doesn't wait.

He was so busy all day that he even forgot the existence of the little thing. However, one thing he never forgot was the DNA test report of him and the little thing. The doctor said that the results would come out around 8 p.m. at that time, whether the little thing is his kind or not will be settled. The friend is a friend he trusts very much, I will never fool him.

Small things are coaxed and played with others. Naturally, they don't look for Jiang Junyue, because their aunt can coax him and play with him better than Jiang Junyue. She takes care of everything very well.

Jiang Jun is working overtime, and the Secretary has to work overtime. The little ancestor is crawling all over the office at the moment. He doesn't want to be held all the time. He likes to climb on the carpet, and he likes this rather than that.

The door outside the office was very busy. Jiang Jun glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer. It was about eight o'clock soon, and his heart jumped wildly.

All day long, luomeiwei didn't call. If the child was really born by luomeiwei, I don't know what she wants to do with him again.

After approving the last document on the desk, Jiang Jun leaned lazily on the big class chair, rubbed his temples with his fingers, "bang", and there was a dull noise. Someone in the outer secretary room touched the door of his office. You don't have to ask who did it.

It must be that little thing.

Jiang Jun stood up slowly. His tall figure quickly came to the door. He gently pulled the door. He saw the little thing crawling on the ground in only a gap. It was a toss. Look, he was making trouble all day except sleeping. Fortunately, he slept for three or four hours during the day, otherwise his secretary must have been tossed and collapsed.

"President Jiang..." the secretary called respectfully as soon as he opened the door.

"Lacrosse as like as two peas, I heard that you have a child who looks exactly like you." suddenly, the door of the secretarial office was pushed away, and he came in with a curious look.

Jiang Jun glanced at her more and more. His mother gave him the most headache, "Mom, it's just a child."

But He Zhiling was as like as two peas, and he walked over to the little boy on the carpet. He looked at the little thing carefully. "Elephant, it looks so much like you were when you were little." who surprised you? "He Zhiling, who was surprised, asked to hold the little thing.

The little thing flashed and didn't give her a hug. Instead, he climbed towards Jiang Junyue, "Dad... Dad..." I don't know whether he was habitual nonsense or decided that Jiang Junyue was his father. Anyway, he couldn't stop making that single sound in his mouth and liked it. At the same time, a small hand pulled on Jiang Junyue's pants corner and looked up at him with a small face, The little eyes made Jiang Jun bend over and pick up the little thing, "Oh, so I think I'm your father?"

"Giggle..." the little thing laughed again and greeted Jiang Junyue with his small hand. He Zhiling was stunned. His son had never held the child like this. "Junyue, give me a hug."

"No." Jiang Junyue hugged the little thing in his arms and was about to go back to the office, but his mobile phone rang. As he walked, he picked up the number and felt a little nervous when he saw the number. Even if he was asked to make decisions in the face of billions of big lists, he had never felt so nervous. He picked it up and said in a steady voice: "Doctor Zhang, the results come out?"

"Well, respectfully, President Jiang has a son. Hehe, I'll treat you another day."

"Don't you lie to me?" Jiang Junyue still didn't believe that the woman luomeiwei would be pregnant with his child.

"We have been friends for so many years. Do you think I can lie to you? It's really your son. In fact, it can't be fake depending on the appearance of that little thing without testing DNA."

"Well, thank you." at this moment, Jiang Junyue's heart was complex. He was glad that he had another son, but he had a headache for luomeiwei.

"Son, where the hell did the child come from?" He Zhiling followed her step by step. In fact, someone in the company told her early in the morning that Jiang Junyue had brought a child to work. She didn't take it seriously, but when luomeiwei called to inform her, she couldn't ignore it. However, luomeiwei only said that Jiang Jun had more children and didn't say who gave birth to the child, so she was a little suspicious, "Don't be born of a prostitute or a woman. I guess the woman sent the child to you. She clearly wants to share our Jiang family's property. No, we Jiang family can't recognize the child."

"OK, then I'll send it to the orphanage tomorrow, and you can go back, so don't get involved." slightly impatient, he wants to persuade he Zhiling to go back, but Jiang Junyue's mind is thinking about how to deal with the child. It's a little troublesome and more troublesome. The child is his own. He doesn't want to let go, but he has to explain to luomeiwei.