The CEO's Sweet Wife

Especially good weather, the sea breeze constantly over the salty, light hit on the cheek of the passing passengers, everyone shows a sweet smile, if there is nothing, with the leisurely pace.

It's a big playground near the sea in Yuncheng. Many tourists will come here. It's also the first choice for many parents to take their children out on weekends and date lovers. Of course, Tang Xiaoge also knows about it.

Tang Xiaoge, who had been cheated, was not in a good mood, but when Wenya took out his child's life experience and birthday, he didn't say anything more. Although he was reluctant, it was his own debt. He had no choice but to compromise and make up.

"Dad..." the child raised his head and looked at Tang Xiaoge with some strange eyes. He whispered "Dad", which made Tang Xiaoge like thunder. His body seemed to be hit by lightning, and his whole body and nerves were paralyzed.

"Oh..." Tang Xiaoge seems very unnatural, his hands still don't touch the child's head, he drew back. For the role of father, Tang Xiaoge has never understood how to play it.

Gentle squat down, satisfied with the child's back, "good son, mom and Dad take you to the playground to play, OK?"

"En..." the little boy nodded vigorously, but his expression was still a little stiff. From time to time, he aimed at Tang Xiaoge, but when his eyes turned to him, he was so scared that he immediately dodged and hid behind the gentle.

In this way, Tang Xiaoge and Wenya walk one after another, less than a few hundred meters away from the ticket office of the amusement park. Several girls seem to recognize Tang Xiaoge and shout excitedly. Finally, they come timidly.

"Excuse me, are you Tang Xiaoge?" A girl couldn't restrain her excitement. Before Tang Xiaoge could speak, she took out her pen and handed it to her, "would you please sign for me? I love you so much

"Er..." Tang Xiaoge lowered the brim of his baseball cap and hesitated to wave his hand. He deliberately spoke with his voice in case of being recognized. "I'm sorry, you recognize the wrong person. I'm not Tang Xiaoge."

"Ah..." the girl was a little embarrassed. She scratched her head and began to hesitate. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Tang Xiaoge quickly walked to one side and quickly put on his sunglasses and mask in a corner.

Wenya followed, smiling and saying, "I didn't expect that your popularity is so hot, so you can sign for her. It's like looking forward to her..."

Tang Xiaoge looked around and said in a low voice, "of course not. If I admitted just now, the crowd would be attracted. At that time, there will be more and more people. What should I do. Tomorrow's incident will make headlines if it's done well, and the more it is smeared, the more unclear the explanation will be... "

Her gentle eyes sank down, and her smile disappeared to her lips. When she thought of the scene when she happened to meet Tang Xiaoge and Lin Wenwen kissing at the shooting site in the morning, her heart ached.

"You are afraid, we all know you have a son..." Wen Ya said, his face a little ugly.

Tang Xiaoge looked at her, did not answer, but took the child's hand, said, "let's go, if you don't go in, the garden will be closed soon."

"Mom..." the little boy struggled to get rid of Tang Xiaoge's palm and hid behind him.

"Don't be afraid, he's your father, it's your father..." gentle whispered in the little boy's ear, comforting him.

"Maybe you dress up like this, he's a little strange..." Wenya gets up and looks at Tang Xiaoge with embarrassed eyes, and children's reaction is the least deceptive. Tang Xiaoge also knows that even if he doesn't dress up like this, his son is still afraid of him.

"I remember when we went shopping together, you were always staring at others to see if you were recognized. Finally, a big brother came to talk to you, and you signed his name without saying a word, which almost scared the big brother away." Wen Ya covered her mouth and kept laughing.

"As a result, I found out later that the elder brother came to ask the way, ha ha..." she looked at Tang Xiaoge with a gentle smile, but she couldn't see his eyes.

"It's different now. It's the reverse. You're afraid of being recognized when you walk on the street. That's good. You finally made it Gentle lead the child, all the way, keep recalling the past.

After a long time, Tang Xiaoge said slowly, "I can't remember what happened in the past. Do you want to play the carousel? I'll buy tickets for you... "

With that, Tang Xiaoge immediately went to the ticket office. Gentle looking at his back, feel a tight heart, she is not unaware that Tang Xiaoge is deliberately escaping from the past. He didn't want to put emotion into it except for money.His heart, probably all gave that woman.

Gentle unconscious thinking, holding the child's hand quietly grasped some.

Unconsciously, more than two hours have passed. Tang Xiaoge sticks to her head and always accompanies Wenya and her children. He always keeps looking at his mobile phone. He just sent Lin Wenwen a text message asking if she has been home. It has been 20 minutes and there is still no reply.

Tang Xiaoge has some worries. He can't remember that Lin Wenwen's mobile phone has been turned off by him in the small square just now.

The little boy was sweating and laughing happily. Wenya took him to one side of the bench, while helping him wipe sweat, while saying, "look at you crazy, sweating. Mom wipe it clean for you, so that you won't catch a cold later, darling

Tang Xiaoge stood aside, but his eyes always stayed on the mobile phone screen. He was absent-minded and gentle. She didn't say it, but it was enough to occupy him.

"I'm going to buy drinks. What do you drink?" Tang Xiaoge said, pointing to the distant cold drink Pavilion.

"Orange juice, no ice!" Gentle said, tongue out.

Tang Xiaoge nodded and went to the beverage shop in the distance, which was shooting a long line. Just as he turned around, he kept dialing Lin Wenwen's phone, but no one answered.

It seems that Lin Wenwen has turned on his mobile phone, but why don't he answer the phone? There shouldn't be anything wrong. Tang Xiaoge thought, anxious already difficult to control his mood, his heartbeat up and down, attacking his breathing.

"Xiaoya?" A man's voice suddenly came over, until Wenya looked in the direction of the voice, he was sure to say, "Xiaoya, it's really you! Xiaoya... "

Wenya saw the man who was talking. She stood up and took her son's hand to pull her back.

The man also followed her action to look in the past, until his eyes looked straight at the little boy, "this child is..."

"It's none of your business. Please get out of the way." Gentle frowning, holding the little boy's hand to go in another direction.

The man immediately around to the front of the gentle, stopped her way, "at least husband and wife a, you will not see me like cut the plague."

The man looked up and down at the little boy. He squatted down, clamped his chin and looked around. Immediately, he said with a snigger on his face, "don't mention that this child is 80% similar to me when I was a child. If I inherit my genes, I will be a handsome boy in the future, ha ha..."

He pushed away the man, put his arms around the little boy and said, "what are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense! This child has nothing to do with you. If you don't leave, I'll call the police! "

"Ha ha..." hearing the gentle words, the man suddenly raised his head and laughed, "before the divorce, you said you had knocked out the baby in your stomach, but five months later, I saw you go to the hospital for prenatal examination. You say, this child is not mine, who else can it be! "

"Neuropathy, you stay away from me..." said, gentle and then angrily pulled the little boy to the distance.

"What? Have you found a good backing? " The man's language is vulgar, constantly stimulating the gentle, sensitive and fragile nerves, he smirk, looks very cunning.

"Don't hurry. It's not easy to meet you here. It shows that our fate is not over. Well, I'll invite you to have dinner with my son. How about we talk about the past... "The man said, extending his hand to the gentle hand.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ya exclaimed, shaking off the man's firm palm, "I warn you, don't talk."

"Ah --" the little boy screamed, and then he rushed to Wenya and began to cry.

Suddenly, the man stretched out his hand and pulled off a lock of the child's hair. He grabbed it in his hand and waved to Wenya, "since you don't say it, I'll go to have a test to see if the child is my son in the end!"

"You..." Wenya held her crying son and stared at the man. She patted her son on the shoulder and let him sit in a chair. Then she took the man aside and lowered his voice. "What do you want to do in the world? What good is it for you to ruin my life? Don't tell me that you still love me. If you want to make up something I can easily believe

"What? Can't I leave you alone? " The man was laughing, frivolous stroking Wenya droop in the shoulder hair, a face of cunning.

Wen Ya tried hard not to look at him. His voice was cold with a look of boredom. "What's the purpose? It's better to be direct. I don't want to meet you in Yuncheng in the future and talk to you scum."

"Ha ha ha..." the man laughed, looking very satisfied, "your appearance has betrayed you, it seems that this smelly boy is my seed, right! I didn't expect that I was quite strong, was I? ""Enough of you!" Gentle was angry cheeks flushed, looks a little charming