Chapter 43

"Here we are, Miss Tang."

Tang Qingge gets out of the car. The driver of the nanny car drives on. She walks to the gate of the kindergarten. Like other mothers in the community, she waits at the gate of the community for her sweethearts to leave school.

She came just at the right time. At the moment when the school bell rang, a group of children scattered in a crowd. Tang Qingge swept away the haze and watched the two children rush towards her. She hugged them tightly.

Tang Tang touched Tang Qingge's hair and his voice leaped. "Mom, today the teacher taught us foreign languages. I know how to say I love you. It's called love route! Today my brother is so good. The teacher asked my brother that he can speak foreign languages, but he didn't speak, otherwise he would be the most beautiful boy in our class!"

Tang Qingge's sad mood was driven away by the poor English pronunciation of xiaonaitang before she could have time. She couldn't laugh or cry and nodded xiaonaitang's nose, "it's I love you. Besides, you can't say that about my brother."

The little milk candy is the most cute. In the morning, she was directly powdered by Bo Ye's circle. Her eyes twinkled brightly and nodded with great certainty, "my brother is the most beautiful! Mom, I seem to like my brother better now!"

My brother now.

Because of Tang Tang Tang's words, Tang Qingge has a strange feeling in her heart. She quickly shakes her head and subconsciously turns to Bo Ye, who is still staring at her.

Bo Ye looks exactly like Tang Cheng, but there are no two identical leaves in the world,

She must have a funny mind. Otherwise, how could she feel that the child in front of her... Isn't Tang Cheng?

A child's eyes are a window. He always likes to look at the people he loves. When he is looked at with such bright and transparent eyes, Tang Qingge's heart is torn again. From this morning, little candy asked her about her father. She knew that she could not hide some things any more.

"Let's go home."

After returning home, Tang Qingge asked the two children to sit on the sofa with an unprecedented seriousness. The two children stared at her. After a long time, Tang Qingge sighed.

"Tang Tang, Tang Cheng, I want to tell you something. Before I say this, I ask you... Who is your father?"

Tang Qingge took a deep breath and planned to hear them say "think" and then say the following.

"No!"

The little milk candy immediately raised its voice.

Bo Ye holds the magic cube in his arms. He doesn't know what he is thinking.

Tang Qingge almost fell down. She couldn't help but gasp. "Why? Didn't you ask your mother this morning if you wanted uncle Lu to be your father? Why, why don't you want to know who your father is now?"

The little candy pouted, his eyes widened, his cheeks puffed, and he pinched his waist angrily, "did that man abandon you? Uncle Lu said that his mother was dying when she gave birth to us, but why didn't that man protect his mother at that time? He didn't protect his mother, so he wasn't our father, and I don't want him to know who he was!"

With that, Tang Tang Tang turns to look at Bo Ye, trying to get sympathy. "Brother, do you think so?"

Bo Ye, "..."

"You see, my brother thinks so too! So we don't need Dad." The little candy was full of words. Suddenly, he blinked his big eyes and said with a milky voice, "Mom, do you miss your father because you have no money?"