Team Xu, Please Hug II

When Meng Yu saw this message, he understood.

He wanted to stay with Zhao Yi. The two of them may not have completely reconciled, but as long as Tang Wenhao worked a little harder, Zhao Yi would forgive him.

Meng Yu immediately went back and received it, and set off for the Tang family.

"Baby, everything is ready, and no one bothers us, you won't have the heart to refuse me, will you? I won't go to the company today, I will accompany you..."

Looking at the familiar man, Zhao Yi didn't know why there was a ripple in his heart.

"It's broad daylight, can you stop messing around? The child is still downstairs." Zhao Yi said so much, Tang Wenhao didn't seem to hear it, he just reached out from the hem of his clothes to get in.

Zhao Yi immediately felt a icy chill.

Tang Wenhao's hand was cold, Zhao Yi immediately stopped it, but it was too late...

downstairs--

Qi Mo and Tang Qingyan had already had breakfast, but they haven't come down since seeing Zhao Yi and Tang Wenhao go upstairs.

Tang Qingyan got up to go up to find his parents, but was stopped by Qi Mo.

"It's okay, wait a minute, don't bother adults, your parents are fighting, give them some space."

As Qi Mo said, she got off the chair, went to the sofa, picked up her schoolbag and carried it on her back.

"We'll just pack our schoolbags and wait for them."

"Momo..." Tang Qingyan walked to Qi Mo's side, looking a little unhappy.

"Tell me, do your parents want to have a little brother? Do they dislike me as a girl? Do your parents love you?"

"My mother loves me very much, and my grandpa and grandma love me too, but I'll tell you secretly, you can't tell anyone..." Qi Mo looked around and leaned closer to Tang Qingyan.

"I don't have a father..."

"Huh? Didn't you say that your father has been working far away?" Tang Qingyan didn't understand Qi Mo's words.

"That's not my father, it's my uncle..."

Qi Mo blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes drooping under her eyes, in fact, she was also very helpless about these grown-up matters.

It happened that these two sentences said by the two of them were heard by Meng Yu who came in.

He knew the Tang family's password.

He opened the outside door by himself, but the door of the villa was open.

Meng Yu paused, thinking about what the two children said in his mind.

But looking at the time, it was not too early, and Meng Yu did not forget his purpose of coming.

He glanced upstairs before saying to Tang Qingyan, "Yanyan..."

Hearing Meng Yu's voice, Tang Qingyan got up from the sofa.

"Uncle Meng Yu, why are you here?"

"Your father asked your uncle to send you to school today. He is not feeling well and wants to rest at home."

"It turned out that Dad was not feeling well. No wonder he didn't come down. Mom must be taking care of him. It seems that she doesn't want to have a little brother. Then I don't worry. Momo, let's go to school. Uncle Meng Yu is my dad's assistant. Someone you can trust."

Tang Qingyan carried his schoolbag on his back, and took Qi Mo's hand.

Qi Mo looked at Meng Yu with a cold look in her eyes. She was always wary of people she didn't know, or people she didn't know well.

This was also the first time Meng Yu saw Qi Mo head-on.

He found that the child's eyes were very familiar, like someone.

Meng Yu and Qi Mo looked at each other for a while, Tang Qingyan took Qi Mo's hand again.

"Let's go, Momo, I'm going to be late."

"okay."

Qi Mo nodded and followed Tang Qingyan into Meng Yu's car.

"Don't Yanyan want more younger brothers?"

"Hmph, I don't want it. After having a younger brother, my grandparents don't love me anymore. They often say that they want my father to give birth to a boy. They think I don't understand. In fact, I understand that it is patriarchal..."

Tang Qingyan's smiling face turned cold, but that look was somewhat similar to the angry Tang Wenhao.

But in terms of indifference, Qi Mo's eyes are more similar, at least [-]% like him.

Meng Yu hoped that what he saw was an illusion.

He withdrew his eyes from the rearview mirror and comforted him: "No, it's just as well that mom and dad love you, and grandpa and grandma also like you very much, no one will not love you."

"It's not...they won't like me if I have a younger brother."

Tang Qingyan just doesn't want a younger brother.

"What about Momo?" Meng Yu asked Qi Mo again.

"Me? I have no chance to have a younger brother. My father is dead."

"Really? What does your father do? I've heard Uncle Tang mention it, but I don't know yet. If Uncle Tang and Aunt Zhao don't have time in the future, I can pick you up. If you have any questions, you can also call me." .” Meng Yu’s tone was soft and friendly, but Qi Mo was on guard.

"No, thank you uncle, I still have my mother, we can do our own things, if we can't..." Qi Mo bit her lip, "We can ask sister Si Nanqing for help, her boyfriend is a policeman."

"Oh hehe, yes, I forgot. Your mother and Miss Si are friends. You are right. If you have something to do, you should go to the police uncle..." Meng Yu put away his smile, and his face immediately became gloomy.

Qi Mo leaned against the side of the car, her face could not be seen in the rearview mirror, so Meng Yu could only look ahead and continue driving.

The car soon arrived at the school gate. Seeing that the school gate was about to close, Qi Mo and Tang Qingyan immediately ran over hand in hand.

Meng Yu stood beside the car and looked at the two children. Unexpectedly, Qi Mo entered the school gate, stopped suddenly, and turned to look at Meng Yu.

Meng Yu immediately waved his hand to say goodbye to them.

After the two children ran away, Meng Yu completed the task. He sent Tang Wenhao a WeChat message, saying that the children had been sent to school.

The phone rang, but Tang Wenhao had no time to take care of it.

"Honey, are you still angry? Tell me what you want, and I can do it." Tang Wenhao leaned halfway on the bed, throwing the suit and trousers he had put on on the floor.

Zhao Yi pouted, she glanced at Tang Wenhao beside her, and then withdrew her gaze.

I thought it was time to forgive him.

"Are you really not going to the company today? Then you accompany me to buy gifts. Miss Si gave your daughter a limited-edition dress. You should give her a gift in return."

"She has no children..." Tang Wenhao said very naturally, Zhao Yi rolled his eyes.

"Can't she take presents herself?"

"What do you think a young lady like her would lack? How about this? Go back and ask Momo's mother. It's never too late to buy what Miss Si likes. Anyway, they are not in City A now, so let's not waste time thinking about it." Is this enough?" Tang Wenhao said, pulling up the quilt as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Ah... Tang Wenhao."

Zhao Yi exclaimed, and felt a blackness in front of his eyes, followed by a soft touch on the skin...