I'm wrong, Mr.President

"Although I can't hold Angie out to play, I still ask my aunt to treat Angie well. After all, Angie is still a child, and her body can't blow. Children are very delicate." Xu Weiwei told Zhuo a lot.

Today's Xu Weiwei is no longer the person who was careless and did whatever she wanted. Now he will carefully consider his children. After all, every woman will change a lot when she becomes a mother.

Zhuo'er looked at Xu Weiwei and said helplessly, "silly child, I'm the child's aunt. How can I abuse him? Don't worry, I just take him out for a walk. Anyway, I'll treat her well."

Zhuo'er only thought that Xu Weiwei's nature was inspired after she became a mother, and then said reluctantly. Zhuo Yixuan on the side suddenly softened her heart when she looked at Xu Weiwei's nagging and Zhuo's telling.

Now he is also a man with a family, with his wife and children.

Zhuo'er took Angie out together, and then carefully protected Angie, basking in the sun, and then kept walking and shaking. Little Angie seemed to be very happy, stretched out her little hand, and then kept trying to catch the sun, laughing.

"Little angel, I'm your aunt. You should grow up well in the future, and aunt will take good care of you." Zhuo Er touched little angel's little hand and said, little angel didn't recognize Zhuo at all, and immediately looked at Zhuo Er with a smile.

Such an appearance has been photographed. Among the younger generation, only Zhuo Yixuan has a wife and children. Therefore, once the news is exposed, it will have a great impact on Zhuo Yixuan's company.

When zhuo'er walked around with little angel, although little angel kept smiling, she was still a child and soon tired. Then she slept deeply in Zhuo's arms. Zhuo'er found that little angel had fallen asleep and returned to the house with little angel.

Xu Weiwei was packing up in the house. Then she saw that zhuo'er brought little angel back, and then said softly, "give me the child. He has fallen asleep, so I'll take him to rest."

Looking at her child's sweet sleeping face, Xu Weiwei smiled with satisfaction. She only felt soft in her heart. Then she took her child from zhuo'er's hand and carried her into the bedroom.

Drow nodded, then found a sofa, sat on it and began to read today's entertainment news. This has always been her habit. As long as she has time, she likes to see those news.

"Shock! The president of Yizhuo group seems to have a child!" the acting president of Yizhuo group is young, and now he has a child, which looks very cute! "

In an instant, the news about the child of the president of Yizhuo group had hit the headlines, which shocked Zhuo Er.

It is clear that all these things they have done have never been known to others. How do these people know that Zhuo Yixuan has a son?

Then zhuo'er began to look at those photos carefully. After looking at them for a long time, he found that these photos were clearly taken when she went out with little angel. They were just near their residence, and paparazzi were secretly photographed here!

Although today's language is still a little obscure and unclear, what these media say is wooden and like. They always say that even if it is false, it will come true. What's more, this matter is still true. In any case, we should quickly solve this matter and not let Yizhuo company be affected by these things.

"Weiwei! Come out for a minute, I have something to tell you!" drow hurriedly walked to Xu Weiwei's room, saw that Xu Weiwei was carefully putting down the child, and then said softly.

Since the birth of the child, it seems that all the people in the whole room are doing things with some light hands and feet, for fear of disturbing the child's rest.

Although Xu Weiwei doesn't understand what Zhuo Er is looking for, Xu Weiwei sees Zhuo Er's expression and is quite anxious. She thinks it should be something big.

So Xu Weiwei quickly put little angel down and went out directly. Zhuo Er was still standing next to the sofa. At this moment, it seemed that it was too difficult to deal with this matter, so Zhuo Er didn't even have the mind to sit down.

Zhuo'er saw that Xu Weiwei came over, so he immediately told Xu Weiwei everything that had just happened, and even handed Xu Weiwei the photos. Xu Weiwei, after hearing what Zhuo said, understood that this was his own trouble. If he hadn't insisted and wanted to let little angel go out to bask in the sun, this would not have happened.

"Aunt, how should we deal with this matter?" Xu Weiwei looked at Zhuo Er seriously. Since Zhuo Er took the initiative to say this matter, I think Zhuo Er has thought of how to deal with it.

"As long as you deny that she is Zhuo Yixuan's child," Zhuo Er said seriously. There is nothing more convincing than a mother's denial in person.

Xu Weiwei naturally knew this, so she smiled and said, "then we will immediately hold a press conference, and then I will personally say that angel is not Zhuo Yixuan's child."

Drow nodded with satisfaction, and then immediately held a press conference to suppress the storm of the matter.

At the same time, journalists have more materials to write, so naturally they won't stare at that unnecessary thing and continue to talk nonsense.

"The president's wife of Yizhuo group has fallen out of favor. Can the marriage between Feng and Zhuo continue?" "the president's wife of Yizhuo group voluntarily admits that the child is not the president. Where will their marriage go?"

Such language instantly exploded the whole network. Xu Weiwei sighed and then went back to the room to see her children.

Little angel is very hot now. Xu Weiwei picked up little angel and immediately found this. It seems that she didn't get excellent protection when she was just blowing outside, so little angel has a fever now!

Xu Weiwei picked up little angel and planned to go out, but she was stopped by zhuo'er.

"Now the matter about this child has just subsided. I hope you can do your own thing well. I also know you are worried about the child, and I am worried, but we must not cause any trouble now." Zhuo Er sighed and said.