Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

They still haven't found song Qinbei, and Tang Xin is now open-minded, and has no previous frustration.

She has made up her mind that no matter what happened to song Qinbei, she will wait. Just like last time, she will protect what belongs to him well and not let others touch it.

During this period, Lin Xiaoyu and her friends came here several times, but they, one is an actor and the other is a writer, don't understand business at all, and can't help at all. They can only comfort Tang Xin.

The company is already in a precarious situation. Mr. Song insisted on sitting for a few days and explained some tasks to tangxin: "tangxin, go and investigate the collapse. The materials and workers of our company are strictly controlled. It's absolutely impossible to happen."

"You can make a clear investigation. If necessary, you can also use the power of public opinion in your hands."

Tang Xin nods and knows what master song means. Just as he is about to turn around and leave, he sees that master song covers his chest and looks embarrassed.

"Father

Tang Xin ran over and held on to Mr. Song. After a long time, he waved his hand: "you don't have to worry. Go ahead, go ahead."

Tang Xin's heart pulled for a while, her husband had an accident, but for song Laozi, is also the only son had an accident.

"Father, go and rest." Over the years, the old man of Song Dynasty gradually put down his business and gave it to song Qinbei. It was also because of his physical problems, but now he had to come back to work.

Tang Xin was very upset, "Xiaobao and qian'er will help me, and I didn't carry it down last time."

"You haven't had a good rest for several days. Something happened in Qinbei. I don't want you to have any more problems."

Two young people who are eavesdropping outside the door immediately push the door and come in. They rush over and run to master song and hold his arm.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. We've grown up to help mom and dad."

"Don't worry, grandfather. We're here. Go and have a rest."

Mr. Song rubbed his red eyes. Gratified to look at them, keep nodding: "good, good, grandfather know you are good children, like your father, are very powerful children."

He touched the heads of the two children, gave a smile, and then stood up.

Facing Tang Xin, he said, "next, it's up to you." Finish saying, just willing to leave this a few days did not leave the office.

Tang Xinhong nodded in her eyes and watched the figure of song leave her sight. All her physical strength seemed to have disappeared. Tang Xin hugged the two children and smelled the smell of them, which relieved her a lot.

The two children patted her on the back and said something very mature: "Mom, and we, no matter what happens, we can carry it together."

"Ma Ma, we have grown up. It's OK. You can be weak. We are men and can take care of you."

Tang Xin's nose was sour, and he almost shed tears again.

How can she get these two babies.

Holding them, Tang Xin didn't speak for a long time. She needed their strength. In the future, there was a big war. She had to be invincible and fearless. She had to tell others that even if song Qinbei was not there, she could resist all this.

Song family, at least she, at least two children.