Does he look kind or does he look like he is being manipulated?
He picked up his cell phone and turned around to leave without even looking at Han Zhaoyi.
But Han Zhaoyi is not an ordinary child. Just now his godmother said that if he is allowed to live with this uncle for a few days, he will have to follow this uncle closely, although he also dislikes this uncle very much.
Zhao Tingxing was walking in front, and his short legs were trotting next to him, like a little tail that couldn't be shaken off.
Zhao Tingxing turned around and threatened him: "Go to your mother, or I will sell it to you."
Han Zhaoyi: "My mother asked me to follow you. She won't pick me up until a week later."
The child spoke clearly and looked up at him. Perhaps because his mother asked him to follow this uncle, he had no fear at all.
If Zhao Tingxing threw a three- or four-year-old child in the street, it seems that he really couldn't do it.
I had no choice but to open the car door and let him get in; "Just stay calm."
When the car reached the main road, he suddenly realized, damn, the mother of a child doesn't care whether the child lives or lives, so why does he care?
Moreover, that woman definitely had a conspiracy, because it was completely beyond what normal people would do.
Therefore, the more he looked at the child, the more displeased he became, and he thought about sending him to the police station.
The thought came together and without any hesitation, he directly ordered the driver to go to the police station.
Han Zhaoyi's little head didn't know what it meant at first, but when the car stopped in front of the police station and followed Zhao Tingxing out of the car, he saw the policeman in uniform and heard Zhao Tingxing say that he was going to be sent in. He started to scream.
Crying and not being able to get in, in the eyes of a child, as long as he is caught by the police, he will be locked up and will never be able to get out.
Zhao Tingxing grabbed his clothes by the collar again and carried him into the police station like a little chicken.
Han Zhaoyi's struggling cries attracted several police officers.
"what happened?"
Zhao Tingxing said without changing his expression: "You should contact the parents of the children you picked up on the street."
After saying that, he left the person behind and planned to leave.
Han Zhaoyi cried and stepped forward, hugging his thigh to prevent him from leaving, "Don't leave me, I don't want to be taken away by the police."
Zhao Tingxing was tall and tall, but the child only reached the top of his thighs. Holding him with both hands, he could not move at all.
He couldn't really kick the child, so he glared at the police: "Why are you just standing there? Take him away."
Fierce and confident.
What kind of attitude is this?
Several policemen were also angry, but they didn't want to get angry. They only asked coldly: "Child picked up on the street? Can't find the mother?"
While Zhao Tingxing nodded, Han Zhaoyi hugged his thigh and shook his head like a rattle. He was really afraid of being arrested by the police, so he kept saying in a calm voice: "I'm not the prosecutor, he is my father, and my mother asked me to follow him."
he."
Zhao Tingxing's thighs stiffened, OK, this kid's random reflexes are pretty good, but who are they your father?
The police saw that they knew each other, obviously they knew each other. They had seen many parents who did not want to educate their children and used the police to scare their children.