Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Tang Xin picked up Mo Lingkong, who was lying on the boat. His face was very red. He called his name and patted him.

In the heart is helpless, at the same time, in the heart of doubt is also more heavy.

This is the same with Fu Jinnian last time and Mo Lingkong this time. Both of them are close to each other. Tang Xin can't help worrying whether someone is controlling all this behind his back.

But if so, why are they the two. What's more, Qiao ChuChu and this Jian Xiong in front of them have different identities. How powerful is the person behind them.

Think of here, Tang Xin suddenly feel the air conditioning here is too pit, she had a cold sweat.

At this time, Mo Lingkong, who had been photographed by her, finally woke up vaguely.

Open eyes to see Tang Xin, he was first relieved, and then saw the man not far away.

"Tangxin elder sister..." his voice is still with abnormal hoarseness, and I don't know what this man gave him.

Tang Xin glared at the man, turned his head to Mo Lingkong, then returned to the previous gentleness: "it's OK, I'll take you home."

At that moment, Mo Lingkong was really more relaxed than ever. From small to large, no one has ever given him such a feeling. When he was alone, he was able to say that he would take him home like a God.

Mo Ling's eyes were hot. He lowered his head, covered up the moisture in his eyes and nodded.

Along with Tang Xin's strength, Mo Lingkong leans on her thin shoulder, but she feels the powerful strength, and she props herself up like this.

Just as he was about to leave, Jianxiong finally couldn't help it.

His voice is like a poisonous snake, licking them, seeping and disgusting: "Miss Tang, you may not think things too simple."

Tang Xin stops, holds Mo Lingkong hard, looks back at the short man in front of him, and tears out a cold smile: "so what does Mr. Jian want?"

"My artists don't owe you anything. We don't cooperate with Jane's family. You don't know each other. Why can't I take him away?"

But Jian Xiong laughed, his eyes more gloomy: "since you know I'm a member of the Jian family, Miss Tang doesn't think about it. Are you the opponents of the Song family, the Sheng family and the Sheng Tang family?"

Official and business, these two identities, or together, will be invincible, but if they are antagonistic, it will always be business that suffers.

Tang Xin frowns. She knows what Jian Xiong means, but the Sheng family and the Song family are not so afraid.

Don't bother to pay attention to him, just walked two steps, the voice behind him rang again, "if it was the Song family before, Mrs. song might really be able to swagger away, but now the Song family..."

Tang Xin suddenly frowned, looked back at the man, the tone is not smooth: "what do you want to say?"

"Mrs. song is so smart that she must know what I'm talking about."

He changed his name to remind and threaten himself. What she is doing now will not only affect the Sheng family, but also the Song family. Let her think twice.

Tang Xin clenches his teeth, hums coldly, holds Mo Lingkong, and raises his feet to leave again.

The voice behind them did not let them go, even more evil: "Mrs. song, sacrifice a mo Lingkong, you Sheng family, Song family have security, maybe can help you song family through this crisis, this is a steady business."