her smile is sweet

Chapter 1115 He Can't Give Up Baby Tang
The news that Tang Baobao woke up soon reached Tang Zongchen's ears.

At that time, his plane had just landed at the destination airport.

When he received the call from Mrs. Helen, he was completely dumbfounded and stood there motionless.

Even when the special assistant called him a few times, Tang Zongchen didn't hear him, like an ethereal and dull fool who had lost his soul.

No one knows how long he has been waiting for this news.

His heart was beaten hard, he clutched his bleeding heart, and said with a sore throat, "Book me a ticket back."

"Now?" The special assistant looked at Tang Zongchen puzzled.

Tang Zongchen clenched his hands into fists, his handsome face was firmer than ever before, "Yes!"

Whether it's about business or family, he may hesitate, but when it comes to Tang Baobao, he won't hesitate.

The special assistant looked at Tang Zongchen disapprovingly, "President Tang, we are here now, it would be a pity if we don't continue this business negotiation."

"No!" Tang Zongchen shook his head and looked at him, "It's okay to lose your business. It's a lifetime regret when the person you care about disappears."

If the business is gone, he can continue to talk.

But his baby is only one.

He had already let go once, tasted the pain, and now, he didn't want to try again.

Tang Zongchen stood in front of the huge french windows of the airport, looking in the direction of England, with a strong light shining in his eyes, "Go, book me a return ticket."

Seeing him like this, the special assistant knew that he was determined to go back.

No need to think about it, he also knew whose problem it was.

Over the years, Tang Zongchen would always lose his composure as long as things involving Tang Baobao were involved.

That woman was something Tang Zongchen couldn't escape.

Tang Zongchen flew back to London on the latest plane.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when he returned.

Without even changing his shoes, Tang Zongchen went straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

But what greeted him was an empty bed and a few servants who were cleaning up the medical equipment in the house.

Tang Zongchen tightened his grip on the doorknob, resisting the panic in his heart, and asked, "Where's the baby?"

The servant looked at the person who should not have come out here, his handsome face faded from his usual elegance, and he was as irritable as an angry lion who lost his beloved one, the servant closest to Tang Zongchen swallowed Drooling, he said truthfully: "The young master pushed the young lady down to bask in the sun."

Before the words fell to the ground, the man who was holding the doorknob left like a gust of wind.

All that remained was the door that slammed because of his movement.

Tang Zongchen came to the garden, and he saw the girl sitting in the flower field.

She was facing the sun, the warm light fell on her cheeks, the surrounding flowers surrounded her, and the breeze blew her long hair in the shawl, like a flower elf.

Tang Zongchen's breathing froze for a moment. It was his baby, a fresh baby, not the baby who lay on the bed every day and would not express any expression, let alone respond to him.

He took a light step, step by step, and walked carefully towards the person he was thinking about day and night.

He tried his best not to disturb the beautiful scene, but unfortunately, he stepped on a flower field guarding the watering can left here.

A slight sound disturbed Tang Baobao who was basking in the sun, and the arc of her mouth suddenly sank.

(End of this chapter)