Wenyu waved to her. "I'll come back at last. Do you want to do something? I'll take the diced meat to have dinner with the client in the evening."

Eating with customers? "How can I do that? She will... "

"Yes! Just a customer, don't worry, I have my own discretion, you go busy. " Wen Yu patted her on the shoulder.

He said that. After saying goodbye to his daughter, Nian Yaxuan had to leave the company with fawn first.

Fortunately, her baby padded jacket is obedient and doesn't stick to people. Otherwise, she really suffers!

At dinner time, a black Rolls Royce stopped at the gate of a star western restaurant in the city.

The driver got out of the car and opened the back door of the car. From above, a man in an expensive gray suit arranged his clothes at will. He leaned slightly into the car and picked up a doll in a pink princess skirt.

The little girl's black hair is tied into a little pigtail, holding a limited edition doll in her arms, staring at everything around her curiously with big eyes.

"What a beautiful little princess!" Passers-by couldn't help admiring.

"Yes, it's really a little princess! Look at her skirt. I just saw it on the official website the day before yesterday. It's more than 30000 yuan. I'm reluctant to buy it for my children! "

"I want to hug her, I want to pinch her face."

At this time, the man holding the girl didn't know what he said to her. The girl, who had no expression, suddenly smiled.

This smile is amazing, and everyone is a burst of exclamation, "Wow Wow! It's lovely. I'm going to be pink by a little baby

"The one holding her must be her father, right? They don't look like each other very much. It's estimated that the child is a little more like his mother, but he's so handsome! "

Wenyu is used to the sensation that diced meat brings to passers-by. The little guy is really cute. Otherwise, he will be the man who threatened to be a DINK family, and he will offer it in his arms?

Under the leadership of the manager, he naturally walked to the door of the western restaurant with the diced meat.

The restaurant is decorated in a luxurious way. The butcher's eyes are scanning everywhere. It seems that she wants to see if there is something she can be interested in.

The manager took the two men to a window position. There was already a man in a high order dark suit waiting. When they passed, the man was standing at the window to answer the phone.

I feel someone behind me. The man turns around and sees a big one and a small one.

For the little girl who suddenly appeared, Huo Lingshen was a little stunned. He saw his client for the first time to talk about important contracts with his children.

But take a closer look at the little girl I feel familiar.

In particular, those big eyes were so familiar that he forgot to answer and make a phone call for a while. Wen Yu released a hand to shake hands with him, and he didn't notice.

“…… Good uncle. " The butcher suddenly opens his mouth and interrupts Huo Lingshen's thinking.

Realizing that he lost his temper, Huo Ling coughed heavily and quickly hung up the phone, then shook hands with Wen Yu? I'm sorry. Please take a seat. "

Wenyu didn't mind. He put the diced meat into the baby chair sent by the manager and sat down by himself.

Huo Lingshen responded politely to the diced meat and tried to adjust his facial expression, "hello."

The butcher smiled, "uncle, what's your name?"

"My uncle's name is Huo Lingchen. How about you?" He has never had the experience of dealing with children. Huo Lingshen tries to lighten his voice.

Looking at this scene, Wen Yu didn't interrupt. He whispered to the manager to ask the two-star Michelin chef from France to make some excellent dishes.

The manager left, only to hear Huo Lingchen ask, "your daughter?"

Wenyu shook his head. "I'm a daughter, Mr. Huo. Nice to meet you. I'm sorry to keep you waiting." In fact, this is the first time for two people to meet, but Huo Lingshen's attention is all attracted by the diced meat. After a few words with the diced meat, the two men start to communicate formally.

"Mr. Wen is very kind. I just arrived." His voice fell, and his eyes fell on the little girl beside him. The little girl saw Huo Ling looking at her, showing two rows of neat and white teeth, "uncle, hug..."

Huo Lingchen, "..."

Before he came here, Wen Yu thought of his father and daughter's nature, but he also didn't expect that he would take such an initiative towards Huo Lingshen when he didn't like the diced meat that strangers contacted It's amazing.

Looking at Huo Lingshen, he seemed to have no enough to do. Wenyu explained to him, "it seems that the butcher likes Huo Zong very much. She usually sees strangers who never take the initiative, and even a smile is stingy. We are curious about how a two-year-old baby can be so cold. I didn't expect that the butcher would take the initiative to see Mr. Huo. Mr. Huo Try hugging? "

Huo Lingchen, "..." He has never been in touch with his children. Even Han Xiao's son can't help but give him a light smile. Now let him hold a doll

It's harder than getting him to talk about a billion dollar contract.

But the expectation twinkling in the girl's eyes made him unable to refuse. Huo Lingshen took out the wet towel beside him and wiped his hands.

Then, when Wen Yu was about to give up and the dice were a little disappointed, the man stood up from his position and approached the dice and carefully lifted her out of the baby chair.

The butcher happily left the doll aside, put his hands around Huo Lingshen's neck, and actively printed a kiss on Huo Lingshen's cheek.

Huo Lingchen, "..."

With such a gentle kiss, Huo Lingshen felt that his heart was soft "Your name is diced meat?" With the diced meat, the man who always takes work as the main part begins to try to chat with the little girl.

He sat on Huo Ling's heavy leg, raised his head and told him seriously, "uncle, I tell you quietly that my big name is Wanding, and my small name is the meat."

Late Ding? Diced meat? What kind of wonderful parents can give such a lovely baby girl such a personal name?

Wen Yu poured the red wine on two people, and interposed appropriately, "a normal two-year-old can only speak some simple words, while the diced meat can not only speak coherent language but also spoken English, with a high IQ, it is estimated that it is more like her father!" He doesn't think that such a high IQ of diced meat can imitate that stupid girl of Nian Yaxuan.

Huo Ling raises his eyebrows. He remembers that Han Xiao's son didn't speak such a coherent language when he was two years old. He thinks he remembers wrong, "meat Ding, great! But why do you call it diced meat? "

Such a lovely girl, even if it's called tangdou, sweet, round, flat It's more normal than diced meat.

The diced meat puffed up his cheeks, "I said numbly, I don't like it Eat meat, she wants me to If you have some meat, you can change my name to diced meat. "

Listen to the expression of diced meat carefully, or stop for a few times when speaking long sentences. The child is still a child