So Xiaomi Dou has always been very sensible. He doesn't want his mother to worry about him any more.
Just like just now, if it was an ordinary child, he would have been crying and crying and hugging for a long time, but he was not aware of it, and he felt that he was going to shed tears, so he hung up the phone quickly and didn't dare to let Han Muzi know.
Xiaomi Dou knows that mommy has always loved him, and he has to be considerate of Mommy.
But Mommy needs to be considerate, and some people don't.
So Xiaomi Dou thought about it, raised his head from his knee, and then took out his mobile phone to make a video call to yemoxuan.
At this time of the night group, night ink Xuan cold a face, just walked into the meeting room, pocket mobile phone buzzing up.
He frowned slightly, and when he came in, he didn't have time to turn off the silence.
Night ink Xuan took out the mobile phone, ready to hang up the phone, by the way turn off mute, but see the caller ID is his son.
Millet bean?
What does this little guy want to do when he calls him now?
For yemoxuan, nothing is more important than a meeting.
If so, it's his woman. Of course, in addition to women, there is a son.
He is the president, and we dare not say anything when we see him holding a mobile phone.
Night ink Xuan pursed thin lips, then video phone.
"What's the matter?"
After the video is connected, yemoxuan sees the little guy's face on the screen. He looks angry and dissatisfied. Night Mo Xuan micro Cu starts eyebrow, he is offend this small fellow?
When you call him, you're angry.
Xiaomi Dou didn't give any face to Yemo Xuan. He called out: "Bad Dad!"
When the Milky voice came out of the mobile phone, all the middle and high-level people were in a daze, but they looked at each other.
After a moment, everyone responded. Dare you, this is the call from yezong to yezong??
I know that ye Shao has a son, which I knew when Han Muzi took over the post. At that time, the little guy followed Han Muzi to the company.
Because many people in the company are not convinced of Han Muzi. In addition to correcting her name with the help of Xiao Su, they just think that Han Muzi is not reliable as a woman. And a good night's group, flow to the hands of a woman with other surnames, let them feel very unhappy.
One day, when Han Muzi came to work, there was a little guy around him.
little guy is as like as two peas. But it's different. Yemoxuan is indifferent, not approachable and unfathomable.
But the little ones are very different.
He will call other people's uncles and uncles obediently. Only when you have no distractions and no guard can you find that they have subconsciously accepted Han Muzi.
All of a sudden, there was nothing to say.
Although these two people haven't held a wedding yet, their children are so old, and the child's appearance is the general appearance of the night, so there's no doubt about it.
Even if Han Muzi is in control now, this group will still be night family in the future.
So now I hear the voice of Xiaomi Dou, and I feel a little dazed and familiar from the middle and high level. Take a look at the cold face in front of you. You can't feel any temperature at night.
All of a sudden, high-level people miss the past.
When they don't compare, they don't feel much. Now when they compare, they become different. It's not that they think yeshao is not good. It's just that yeshao is not as amiable as Han Muzi.
In fact, Han Muzi was not so amiable at the meeting, but she was yemoxuan's wife after all, although she had a lot of shares. However, her attitude towards the middle and high levels has changed. Unlike yemoxuan, she is cold and heartless. He thinks that all the bad suggestions have been rejected.
Well, they should be asking too much.
Because they not only want night ink Xuan to deal with things of this kind of decisive kill, but also hope that their night always have Han Muzi as affinity.
Forget it, just think about it.
At this time, the Milky voice continues to come from the other end of the video.
"It's been such a long time. When will you pick me up and grandfather Zeng home?"
Mention this matter, night Mo Xuan's eyebrows slightly frown up, thin lips pursed, and then gave millet beans two words.
"Soon."
Xiaomi Dou's expression suddenly became unhappy.
"Soon, how fast? Is there a deadline? Bad Daddy is useless
Listen to speech, night Mo Xuan tight Cu of brow again wrinkled a few minutes, eyebrow heart also followed to wring up, "a week."
Xiaomi Dou blinks: "a week? Does daddy mean to pick me up and grandfather Zeng in a week? "
"Well." Night Mo Xuan nodded, "the slowest week."
Xiaomi Dou was quite satisfied with the answer, but he pretended not to take it for granted on the surface. "Hum, a week is a week, so grandfather Zeng and I will wait. By the way, mummy is not allowed in this matter!"He doesn't want mommy to worry!
let daddy work as like as two peas. Anyway, daddy had made mummy suffer so much, and now he has suffered a lot from his father. Millet only feels that his heart will be balanced.
night Mo Xuan looks at the face that looks exactly like himself before. At this time, he puts on a little expression of pride and is still touched his inner softness, and his thumb is lightly separated from the screen. Touch millet bean's head and cheek.
How to say it's all his own cub. Although this cub is an unusual one, it only pits his father, but Blood is thicker than heart.
And this or bathe purple to be born for oneself, think of here, the Mou light of night Mo Xuan and facial expression then didn't have before so tight, on the contrary gentle a few minutes.
"Don't worry. I don't want your mother to worry about it more than you. It's you. Don't show up when you call her."
Millet bean snorted: "I'm not that stupid, Bad Daddy!"
Dudu -
the other party is probably arrogant, and even hang up the video phone. The original lively millet bean on the mobile phone screen is gone, and replaced by the original interface of the mobile phone.
Night ink Xuan looking at such a scene, Leng Leng, and then the mobile phone silent lock screen, put into the pocket.
As soon as I looked up, I found that the middle and high level of the whole conference room were looking at him.
Everyone's face is a lack of interest, as if he had not heard enough of the conversation with millet beans.
Night ink Xuan thin lips slightly a hook, the breath on the body inexplicably gloomy.
"Pretty?"
He asked.
When he asked, the middle and high-level officials quickly withdrew their eyes and awkwardly covered their mouths with their hands and coughed.
There is even an old man who says, "it's good for night and little night to be together. Ha ha ha ha ha."
The laughter was long and hearty, probably embarrassed, so others echoed.
"Yes, yes, it's enviable."
Night ink Xuan gloomy face.
"Our president's wife is very good. She gave birth to such a lovely little night president. Besides, the president's wife is still dignified and generous. Before she came back to the company, it was the company managed by the president's wife."