CEO's Little Monster Babies

"Mommy, I'll miss you. What the hell are you doing? Look at your panic." Xiao Ao said with a pouted mouth and looked at Mommy with disgust.

"Mommy is looking for Nizi to find the whereabouts of her parents!"

A cold voice came from the bottom. The coat looked at her brother blandly. Gan Lu was a little afraid of the wisdom of the coat.

"Oh, well, Mommy will be back soon. Wait for me at home!" Gan Lu pinched her little coat's nose.

It was still the milk tea shop in school. After many years, two good friends came in arm in arm. The taste hasn't changed, but the price has doubled several times.

Think about the Mid Autumn Festival at that time. We didn't eat moon cakes, but secretly ran out to drink a cup of warm and sweet milk tea. The taste of milk tea always gives people a taste of home.

The same old taste, as before, is the old taste that can cure people's mood.

"Lulu, don't worry. This clue is gone. It must be some special arrangement from heaven." Nizi patted Gan Lu twice on her hand and comforted her.

Gan Lu has also been used to the Mid Autumn Festival without her parents for 20 years. A shallow smile that doesn't worry Nizi leaks out on her face. He continued to drink the cup of milk tea in his hand.

"Oh, well, get up from the old place!"

Nizi didn't want to see Gan Lu's mood destroyed on such a meaningful day, so she took Gan Lu out of the milk tea shop.

They killed all the way to the shopping paradise of the poor.

This was their favorite place to go before.

At that time, without money, you could only choose the cheapest clothes, but the fun in the middle was not what money could give.

In two hours, Nizi and Gan Lu had already picked up their packing and came out.

Nizi didn't buy much. After all, he is no longer the waiter in the entertainment department. After graduation, he joined a foreign enterprise as an ol, and his clothing products have increased.

But Gan Lu still buys a lot. Except for children's or children's.

This kind of Ganlu is somewhat distressed in Nizi's eyes.

She is still not willing to spend money for herself!

Or the fact that he was thinking about his two sons.

Nizi doesn't understand why you Wenshan hates such a woman in front of her?

"Nizi, I should go back. Thank you. Happy Mid Autumn Festival!"

"Well, take so many things and take a taxi back!"

"It's all right." Gan Lu said with a smile, "the subway is much faster than taking a taxi at this time."

Gan Lu returned to the villa and glanced at the bedroom and guest room. There were no coats and small coats. Finally, she found them in the attic of the villa.

"Daddy, why is the moon stone round on the Mid Autumn Festival?"

The little coat dragged his chin with his little hand, squeezed the meat backs on his cheeks, and asked you Wenshan.

The wind of the Mid Autumn Festival is not a biting cold wind, but a chilling cold wind. Gan Lu returned to the room and took the coat of a coat and a small coat.

"Because the Mid Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion, and the moon is just a symbol of reunion."

"The autumn sky is bright and the moon is hanging, and the brilliance is wet." it seems that the books on the coat are not in vain, nor is it worth the painstaking efforts of Youwen mountain. Touching the heads of the two children, I feel the satisfaction of life.

"Daddy, this is our first reunion day!" the clothes were put on the coat and jacket.

Unconsciously, the three people watching the moon on the night of the mid autumn festival became four.

"Mommy, you see how beautiful the Mid Autumn Festival is! Will the four of us be together in the future?"

"Cough"

It's really a headache for Xiao Ao to ask the question that he can't open his mouth in front of Youwen mountain. You Wenshan is nothing. Just keep looking at the moon with your coat.

May we all be blessed with longevity. Though far apart, we are still able to share the beauty of the moon together..

Gan Lu hopes that the people she misses will be safe and long. No matter how far away she is, she can see the bright moon together.

The Mid Autumn Festival was quite peaceful. The two Xiaobao slept obediently, and Gan Lu returned to the room.

Gan Lu has been curious about the super TV in the guest room these days. No one can turn on the TV before she comes, and even watch TV quietly in her spare time.

It is no exaggeration to say that the big TV is embedded in the whole wall in front of us, like the big screen in the cinema.

Gan Lu turned on the TV at will.

"Welcome to our program," help you speak your heart "today. Do you have anything you want to feel?"

Gan Lu glanced at the TV. In the program, a well-dressed host talked to the man sitting opposite. The man was about the same age as he thought.

"It's boring. It's all a show.".

Gan Lu took out her mobile phone and wanted to continue her bow family career.

"I want to say thank you to the two good people who have died!" the man got up from his seat and bowed deeply.

"I learned before the program," today, more than 20 years ago, Gan's group in our city unexpectedly went bankrupt, Gan's couple died, and her daughter was sent to the welfare home when she was three years old! "

The host's preparatory work in advance is very sufficient.

Gan's? Couple died? Welfare home?

I remember the Dean told me that I was sent to the welfare home when I was three years old.

Is there really such a coincidence in the world? Women began to concentrate on the program.

"Mr. and Mrs. Gan are kind-hearted. I was an orphan since I was a child. If it weren't for the support of Gan group, I wouldn't have achieved today!"

Gan's group? Is Gan's group what he said his parents? Gan Lu's eyes are huge. According to the description of the men in the program, except Gan's group, they are consistent with herself.

The woman quickly searched the column platform of "help you speak your heart" on her mobile phone to find the contact information of the male guest today.

In the middle of the night, Gan Lu could only make this call with a try attitude. Unexpectedly, the phone could really be dialed.

After two beeps, "Hello, it's the column group to help you speak your heart". The people who spoke to each other were full of sleepiness and were not interested in what Gan Lu said.

"Can you give me the contact information of this male guest today? Please!"

"Sorry, I don't know if you have any malice. It's inconvenient for us to divulge the guest's private phone!"

Then, the voice of the man opposite turned into a beep, and the phone was hung up.

"Hello, Nizi, I saw a column on TV today. The person he described seems to be related to my parents, but he said Gan's group!"

"What? Gan's group? Lulu, are you looking for your parents these two days?"