Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The white dress was covered with bloodstains, and her thin body was shivering in the thick bloodstains.

"My God! What should we do... "

"Isn't she terminally ill?"

Everyone was a little worried that Tang Xin would touch the porcelain, which made way for a few steps.

Dennis, whose face has been painted, noticed Tang Xin. He pushed one of the reporters away and rushed to Tang Xin.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing his fierce appearance, the reporters subconsciously stepped back.

"Tang Xin! How are you doing?

Are you ok? "

Dennis holds Tang Xin in his arms and holds Tang Xin's small face in his big palm.

"Help..." Tang Xin's weak face was almost transparent, "help, my..."

children.

She passed out before she could speak the last two words.

"Tang Xin! Tang Xin! "

Dennis picked the man up and ran away.

And at this time, a rice came.

The door opened, Xiaobao and qian'er jumped out of the car, and they were surprised to see Tang Xin fainting in Dennis's arms!

"Ma Ma!"

"Mom!"

The two steamed stuffed buns spoke in unison.

"His name is mother Tang Xin, so he must be two young masters of the Song family!"

Those with sharp eyes are in a hurry to take the camera. After focusing, they have to shoot two little cute babies.

"Who dares to shoot?" Qian'er's eyes were red and his voice was grumpy. There was a powerful aura on his small body, which could not be underestimated. That aura was enough to freeze to three feet. "Today's news, whoever dares to send, let him die!"

One sentence, one voice.

The original noisy scene was silent.

Let's take a breath.

These two are young masters of the Song family. They will be successors of the song group in the future. It is said that the two children are very popular. Offending them is tantamount to offending the whole song plutocrats.

This is something that we can clearly understand.

Everyone folded up the camera.

"What's wrong with me? How can I have so much blood?" Xiao Bao's tears fall down. He reaches out his little white hand to touch Tang Xin, but he doesn't dare, for fear of disturbing her.

"Hurry to the hospital!" Qian'er took back the cold eyes and said anxiously that he followed Dennis.

Dennis quickly carried the man to the car.

This chaotic scene fell into the eyes of song Qinbei, who just walked out of the court.

"Ask what happened."

Just now, those reporters were so dense that song Qinbei didn't see what was going on.

Indistinctly, only see Tang Xin seems to be carried to the car.

How can Xiao Bao and qian'er be here?

After Tang xinlai's court session, aren't the two little guys brought back to the Song family by the housekeeper?

Didn't he tell the housekeeper to look after these two little ones? Why did they all come?

An Zuo went to ask the reporters. Through the faltering dialogue, an Zuo knew what was going on and had to repeat those words to song Qinbei.

"She's in a coma?"

In the north of the Song Dynasty, the eyebrows wrinkled.

"Well."

Ann lowered her head to the left.

"Drive, take me with them."

Song Qinbei clenched his fist, and every muscle in his body was tense.

"I don't think Miss Tang really wants to see the boss."

Anzuo hesitated and spoke.

"You want to die?" The man was biting his teeth and the air pressure was cold.

"No, I'm just talking about objective facts.

If it wasn't for the boss, Miss Tang wouldn't have fainted... "

"Even you dare to satirize me?"

Song Qinbei's face was gloomy and almost dripping.