Chapter 385

If it wasn't for Mai Xuanhuan who came in to bully him, Zheng Ting might have found you Yue's "missing" later.

"Uncle, that Here we are Mai Xuanhuan scratched his head. He didn't know how to call fan Bowei. Although he was his father by blood, it was a secret that could not be known.

Michael whirlwind has never called the word "Dad" and is unable to speak.

"That one?" Zheng Ting is confused by Mai Xuanhuan's words. How can this smelly boy learn girls' language?

Besides, McLaren is only three years old, so he should not be able to contact with relevant things, right?

The voice from downstairs came to Zheng Ting's ears. Zheng Ting looked at the time and thought that fan Bowei was worried. He came to catch people early in the morning.

"Do you want to see him?" Zheng Ting sat up and asked.

"No, it's a mess." Mcwhirlwind scratched his hair and said that he was still young and didn't know how to express himself.

Zheng Ting nodded. Last night, McLaren felt a little bit of fatherly love, and when facing McLaren, fan Bowei must have shown his best side.

For a moment, Mai Xuanhuan must feel confused. Fan Bowei in his impression seems to be different from fan Bowei in actual contact. He must be confused at a young age.

If Zheng Ting says that it's OK to hang fan Bowei more, he can easily handle everything from small to big, and he takes a lot of things for granted.

Only let fan Bowei personally experience that it is not easy, he will cherish the people in front of him more.

Zheng Ting puts Mai Xuanhuan on the bed. As soon as he looks back, he just sees the message on the bedside table. His eyebrows are gently raised. He always thinks that this business trip is strange?

after changing his clothes, Zheng Ting goes downstairs and hears fan Bowei's voice. He knocks sideways to ask about Mai Xuanhuan's life experience.

Mai Zi is also a very stupid person. No matter what questions fan Bowei raises, Mai Zi pretends not to understand.

Fan Bowei is not easy to find out what to say with Mai Zi. It's like an ancient military strategist fighting. No one is willing to show his cards easily.

After a while, Zheng Ting would like to record his ability to negotiate. If it's not for his personal training, he can do it.

Seeing almost, Zheng Ting walked slowly to the restaurant.

Looking at a table of delicious food, Zheng Ting realized that fan Bowei was rich and powerful, and at the same time, he was also reflecting on some of his own practices. It seems that he had done similar things. At that time, in other people's eyes, was he just like a local rich man?

Zheng Ting decided that it would be better to keep a low profile and be simple.

"Is fan always coming to my house for the first time? Shall I show you around? " Zheng Ting said.

Zheng Ting thinks that he is very kind. If fan Bowei nods, he will take fan Bowei to the toy house by the way, so that he can clearly realize what he should go home to prepare.

"No more." Fan Bowei temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart. He planned to take the wheat away later.

Don't you mean mother and son are connected? Today, he will take wheat abroad. He does not believe that wheat can bear the yearning for wheat whirlwind.

Unless Mai Zi tells the truth, fan Bowei doesn't intend to put her back to reunite with her son.

next time, fan Bowei wants a family reunion. If he is lucky, he thinks he can add a younger sister or a younger brother to mcwhirlwind.

Since fan Bowei is ungrateful, Zheng Ting doesn't plan to stick his face to others' cold buttocks.

Picked a good looking Fried Bun, Zheng Ting while eating wheat asked: "see Yue Yue?"

"Isn't it sleeping in the house?" Mai Zi feels idiotic about Zheng Ting's question. They are the two people who live together at night. Zheng Ting should know you Yue's whereabouts more clearly than himself.

"No, leave a note for me, saying that I'm going to C town on a business trip, so I'll pick up a net red." Zheng Ting is not interested in some popular things.

"Oh." Wheat frowned, and she always thought it was strange.

Although yesterday was a false alarm, and there was no bad consequence in the end, it was also a disaster of life and death. You Yue should need Zheng Ting more now, right? How did you run away without a word?

In wheat suspicious eyes, Zheng Ting also want to know what he did wrong, you Yue is not even a greeting to disappear.

After being troubled for two hours, Zheng Ting finally decided to find the answer in person. He looked at Mai Xuanfeng and asked, "have you been to C Town, Xuanfeng?"

Mai Xuanhuan shakes his head. He was brought back to China by Mai Zi for a few months. During this period, he lived in B city.

For Michael, the great rivers and mountains of the motherland only exist in pictures and TV, and he has not had the chance to experience them in person."How about I take you to town C to watch movies and eat stinky tofu?" Zheng Ting asked. By the way, he could get rid of the two people downstairs.

Zheng Ting has been hiding in his study for more than an hour with Mai Xuanhuan, but Mai Zi and fan Bowei sit in his living room as if they were sculptures. Zheng Ting is afraid that they will affect his emotional fortune.

Since he can't send away Mai Xuanhuan's parents, Zheng Ting can only send him and Mai Xuanhuan away.

"Good! I'll go pack. " Obviously, Mai Xuanhuan is more interested in going out to play. If Mai Zi and fan Bowei know about it, they will be very sad, right?

"Do you still pack?" Zheng Ting was surprised at this.

"Well, mom taught me."

"Then let's go our separate ways and meet downstairs in 15 minutes, OK?"

"No problem." Macwhirlwind slid down the sofa.

Zheng Ting watched the two calves of Mai whirlwind disappear in the corridor, and was curious about what he would pack up for himself.

ZHENG Ting picked up two clothes and put them in the suitcase.

Michael is very interested in his first trip. Zheng Ting has been sitting in the living room for ten minutes before he carries his suitcase and a bulging backpack.

Zheng Ting was afraid that the child would be tired. He quickly went up to pick up the things.

Fan Bowei's idea is not much different from Zheng Ting's, but he is a little far away. He arrived a few seconds later, so he lost an excellent opportunity to express himself.