President Daddy is super strong

Sun Zhenzhen's small apartment.

For three years, he will come to this place as long as he is free.

A person hair daze, miss once good time.

Today, I made an appointment with you. In order to avoid those intimate friends of paparazzi and Sir Alex, I chose this place.

Looking around the familiar room, I was about to be sad. The doorbell rang.

Open the door, the little guy's bodyguard escorted him in, and then respectfully said: "little master, I'll wait for you at the door."

The little guy waved to the bodyguard, walked into the room calmly, and sat on the sofa.

Yang Yilin frowned and closed the door of the room. He followed him with some hesitation. "I'm your uncle, anyway. I don't call people when I meet you. How did your father teach you?"

"My father doesn't care about me!" The black eyes stared at him, the little guy said rudely.

"I don't care what you're up to." Curious, he sat down in the sofa and added a word by the way.

A lot of long arms to embrace, the little guy frowned discontentedly, "busy to find my stepmother."

He heard all the words that grandma said to Daddy yesterday. At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, lijingxuan and Shen's family won't be separated.

He is too lazy to learn from their adults. He thinks it's good for him. He hasn't asked how he thinks it's good for him?

He doesn't want anyone but Mommy!

"Poof! Looking for stepmother? " Yang Yilin just took a sip of tea and was so scared that he vomited.

For three years, let alone a woman, there was not even a mother mosquito around him.

Now the little guy said he was busy looking for his stepmother, and he didn't believe it.

Seeing his shocked and embarrassed appearance, Mo Yuchen turned a merciless white eye, "to be honest, I am going to leave home for a while recently, and I need your help."

Just took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, he was scared by the little guy's words again, "what do you say?"

"You didn't hear me wrong. I need your help. It won't take long. Two days is enough." The little guy said seriously, and stretched out two fingers at him. The serious look on his face was like a Q-like Mo yanjue.

Yang Yilin stood up from the sofa and was in a hurry. "Mo Yuchen, if you're all joking, don't pull me on. I want to live well!"

In the face of his enclosure rampage, the little guy was very calm. He added: "what's the point of living, just like you are half dead now?"

Yang Yilin turns around with his arms on his back. He almost loses his breath and looks angrily at a six-year-old baby.

"How can I speak? I'm your uncle. I'll call your daddy if you're so rude!" Furious, Yang Yilin, who has no way to deal with the little guy, moves out of Mo yanjue.

Let him clean up the elite of his family!

"Don't forget what I told you on the phone." The slender figure leans against the sofa, which has a well-designed appearance, not to mention how much to beat.

Yang Yilin's body suddenly froze, trying to recall the contents of the phone.

The little guy said... He got the fucking news?

I sat down in front of the little guy, eyes full of surprises and urgency, "do you really have the news of your mother?"

The little guy held his arms in his arms and glanced at him gently. "To be honest, Gan Ma contacted me three years ago, and in the past three years, Gan Ma has been looking for my mom's whereabouts. Our relationship has never been broken."

Yang Yilin stood up from the sofa and said excitedly, "then why didn't you tell me earlier?"