Hubby, close the door!

"That's why you make fun of me for no reason. I'd be better able to talk. If someone else would have spanked you instead of your mother."

"My mommy never beats me, especially hurts me."

"I can't see that your mother has a child like you. She must be angry every day and chase you with a feather duster."

"Nonsense, I'm a smart kid. I'm good every day."

"Then why are you acting so mischievously on me? It doesn't agree with me? "

Who knows. Little Mickey secretly make complaints about it. He does not know. He wants to get close to him, and then bully him. When he sees his torment, he will feel very good.

The two father and son talk to each other, and no one admits defeat. Although Xiaomi is more than two years old, his mouth is usually good at Qianyi man.

"Well, little boy, I know you are very smart. Let me tell you mommy's name and phone number." After so many rounds of communication, Tang Yuzhe saw that the child's IQ was similar to that of his childhood. It was impossible for such a smart child not to know his mother's name and telephone number, or even his home address.

"I don't know." He's going to run out later.

"Don't be a rascal. I'll meet your mother today to see which poor girl gave birth to such a child as you." Tang Yuzhe's face was straight and his tone became stern, which gave people an irresistible momentum. He really sighed for the child and wanted to send him back to his parents.

"My mom, you..." when Mickey was about to tell the villain, Tang Yuzhe's phone rang.

Tang Yuzhe takes a look at the phone on his desk. Seeing that it's Qian Yiman, he quickly throws away the tearful little Mickey and answers the phone happily.

"Qian Er, are you looking for me? Do you miss me? " Tang Yuzhe's face is full of spring light to answer the phone. This is the first time he has received a call from her recently.

The tearful Xiaomi looks at Tang Yuzhe with a small mouth. His smart eyes turn and slip. He purses his mouth. He takes a look at Tang Yuzhe, who is talking on the phone happily, and then looks at the closed door.

Little short leg jumped off the sofa and made a face at Tang Yuzhe.

Tang Yuzhe, who is on the phone, only hears the cry on the other end of the phone. The smile on his face disappears instantly. He frowns and cares.

"What's the matter? How to cry well? What happened? "

Unable to find her son, Qian Yiman calls Tang Yuzhe while crying. She opens her mouth and wants to talk. Thinking of her missing son, she is especially aggrieved.

This is the first time that her son has been lost. She doesn't know what to do. She drives her car in the street and calls the police. The police send someone to help. Kenny has a lot of contacts in Paris and is trying to find him. Qian Yiman, who is sad, just wants to call Tang Yuzhe. When she hears his voice, she feels more aggrieved and opens her mouth. She almost tells him that little Mickey is missing, and even wants to tell them that they actually have a son.

"What's the matter? Was he bullied by someone? Is that Tina? Or Kenny the asshole? "

"No one bullies me. He's gone. Our son..." Johnny, sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly called qianyiman.

"Man man, the phone." Johnny looks at Qian Yiman with a surprised look on his face, holding up the phone in his hand.