Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

It's a brand new day. Today, the Song family decided to hold a press conference to announce the return of song and Qin to the north.

As her wife, Tang Xin was once in power of the Song family, and now the general manager of the Song family, she should be present.

Because there are a lot of things to prepare, Tang Xin is very busy at night. When she wakes up, it's already more than nine in the morning.

In the afternoon of the press conference, she got up from bed.

"I don't want it!" Just after washing, Tang Xin went down to the middle of the stairs on the first floor and the second floor, and heard the voice of little glutinous rice soft glutinous become powerful. It's rare to see her talking to others like this.

Tang Xin frowned. As soon as she was ready to go down, she heard song Qinbei's voice. Subconsciously, she stopped.

"Little nuomi, who taught you to talk to your aunt like this?" Song Qinbei, as usual, has enough momentum and momentum. Now that his tone has cooled down, it's even more frightening.

"Daddy is a bad guy. Daddy doesn't love little glutinous rice any more. Daddy helps this woman, wuwuwu..."

"Little glutinous rice, aunt Linxi gets up to make food for you. You should thank people instead of knocking things over."

Hearing this, Tang Xin already knows what happened.

In the weeping voice of little glutinous rice, there were voices of Lin Xirou and dissuasion: "come on, brother Qinbei, she is still a child. After all, it's normal that she doesn't like me. It doesn't matter."

Tang Xin frowned, walked downstairs quickly, and saw the scene in front of him - Song Qinbei stood opposite his daughter with a cold face, looking at her with a frown, and there was a plate of overturned cakes on the ground.

Lin Qian stood next to song Qinbei, holding song Qinbei's clothes. They looked very close.

My little daughter is looking at Song Qinbei with red eyes

At that moment, Tang Xin only felt the unprecedented chill, a strange emotion gushed out.

"Little glutinous rice..."

"Mommy

See her, small glutinous rice red eyes ran over, buried in her arms, may feel very wronged, cry again.

In fact, Tang Xin can understand little nuomi's way of doing things. She is not as sensible as her two brothers. After all, she is still a child under three years old. How can she like people who always steal her father's attention.

And I was spoiled when I was young, and I was wayward once in a while. We all understand that it's just that for so many years, there has never been such an ignorant behavior.

Tang Xin sighed in his heart and looked at the two people in front of him. His tone was indifferent: "I'm sorry, Linxi. Little glutinous rice has been spoiled by us since childhood. In the past, his father doted on her too. In the future, I will teach her well and waste your heart."

Lin Qian obviously felt that song Qinbei's body was stiff when she heard Tang Xin's words. She pulled out a smile: "it's OK, sister Tang Xin. I'm not good enough to..."

"Well, let's all go to breakfast." In the whole process, Tang Xin didn't look at Song Qinbei. She took out her wife's momentum and said, "wait a minute, clean up here. Miss Linxi is a guest. Don't let Miss Linxi do it later."

The servant in the back row nodded seriously: "yes, we know, madam."

Tang Xin, holding back her sadness, went upstairs with little glutinous rice and comforted her for a long time.

But when little nuomi hugged her neck and asked herself, "Mommy, I think Daddy has changed. He doesn't love us anymore, does he?" At that time, Tang Xin's heart suddenly pulled up.