"Yeah, your mommy must miss you, but she hasn't come to you yet. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)" Qiu Yihao looked at Yiluo's appearance, and she looked so much like Leng Yesheng.
Yes! A daughter is like her father. This sentence is indeed correct...
"Mommy doesn't want me anymore?" Yiluo cried, sobbing so hard that it looked very distressed.
"No, Yi Luo is good." Leng Yesheng showed rare tenderness and reached out to pick up the crying Yi Luo, "Yi Luo, don't cry. Today, we have to take a magazine photo shoot. It won't look good if you cry!"
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"Uncle, I want to see mommy, let me go see mommy."
"Hao, invite Qian Yuewu."[
"What? Yue Wu..." Qiu Yihao seemed a little embarrassed. How could he speak like this?
"There is no need to invite me, I came uninvited." Qian Yuewu stepped on her high heels and walked into the president's office majestically.
"How did you get in?" Didn't the secretary stop him?
Qian Yuewu nodded slightly, "Everyone knows that I am the mommy Yiluo is crying for, who will stop me?"
"Mommy!" Yiluo wiped her tears, broke away from Leng Yesheng's arms, and ran towards Qian Yuewu, "Mommy, Yiluo misses you."
"Mommy also wants Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, let's go home with mommy." Qian Yuewu took Yiluo and wanted to leave.
But he was suddenly stopped by Leng Yesheng's cold voice, "Wait a minute!" Such a cold voice echoed over the entire company building...
"What? Is there anything else?" Qian Yuewu turned around and looked at Leng Yesheng's gloomy face and asked disdainfully.
"Yuewu, do you want to go back to the hotel?" Qiu Yihao said, "Yiluo has to shoot a magazine cover this afternoon."
"We will discuss all this in the afternoon. My husband will arrive here from France in the afternoon. I would like President Leng not to hold my daughter captive by then!" Qian Yuewu glanced at Leng Yesheng coldly.
Husband...a word that hurts people's hearts...
"Honey... let's go today..." Wang Xuewei stepped into the office on 10cm high heels, but unexpectedly saw Qian Yuewu. She couldn't help but frown, but when she saw Xiaohai in Qian Yuewu's arms, she
His face was full of doubts.
Before Wang Xuewei could speak, Qian Yuewu said in person: "You must be Mr. Leng's wife. I would like to ask you to persuade Mr. Leng not to hold my daughter captive all the time. My daughter can shoot magazine covers and do graphic work for you.
Xiu, but I am not the hostage of your CEO Leng! Please Madam Leng take good care of her husband!"
[Papapapa—] Three rounds of applause, "What a husband, what a husband, what a wife!" He gritted his teeth and glared at Qian Yuewu, and then uttered a sentence, "In that case, Mrs. Mu, with
Your daughter, please get out of here. I don’t want to see you for the time being!”
Yiluo stared blankly at Leng Yesheng's cold face, "Uncle..." She kept mumbling these two words...
Uncle? Leng Yesheng laughed at himself, calling someone else daddy even though he is his own daughter!
Isn't this too funny?
"I didn't want to be here in the first place. Mr. Leng knows exactly who asked me to be here!" Qian Yuewu was alluding to Leng Yesheng!