"Then give it to me..." Hua Xueqing stood up and raised her voice a little bit. Just halfway through speaking, there was a sudden "bang", and the office door was pushed open...
"Uh... um... Mom, little Ding Ding wants to eat grandma!" Ding Zhanpeng saw the bare-bottomed child who was delivered by the courier claiming to be his son suddenly barged in, rushed straight to Hua Xueqing's side, hugged Hua Xueqing's calf and cried Get up!
"Er..." Ding Zhanpeng's hair was blackened.
"You...you get your son away!" Hua Xueqing was hugged by Xiao Dingding's calf, her face suddenly turned pale, her face changed drastically, and she was instantly covered with blush. She is a big girl with yellow flowers, where can she get the milk to feed you? Ah, Hua Xueqing was afraid that the child would tear off her clothes to find milk.
"There's something wrong with the painting style of this scene!" Ding Zhanpeng looked at Mr. Hua, who was still looking serious just now, and Hua Xueqing, who was panicking now, and felt that he didn't fit well.
Ding Zhanpeng hastily hugged little Ding Ding. At this time, the little guy suddenly turned his head and blinked at Ding Zhanpeng. His expression looked extraordinarily cunning, yes, it was cunning.
"Ah!?" Ding Zhanpeng was taken aback by Xiao Dingding's expression, "Is this my eyesight?"
After Ding Zhanpeng picked up Xiao Dingding, Hua Xueqing hurriedly took two steps back, and said to Ding Zhanpeng, "Take your child home first, and then come to the company to see me in the afternoon. I suspect that the matter of the Jingcheng Group is a commercial fraud..."
"Wow... Mom, I want to eat grandma!" Xiao Ding Ding burst into tears at this moment, interrupting Hua Xueqing's words again.
"Hurry up and get your son away." Hua Xueqing's pretty face was as red as an apple, and she waved her hands repeatedly.
Ding Zhanpeng was depressed for a while, why is this woman afraid of children.
"Mr. Hua, I'm leaving first!" Seeing Hua Xueqing's nervous expression, Ding Zhanpeng knew that he couldn't explain things clearly now, so he planned to find a place to find out about this inexplicably extra son.
When Ding Zhanpeng walked to the front desk with Xiao Ding Ding in his arms, the girl at the front desk was squatting on the ground, lifting her little buttocks and crawling under the table to find something.
"Xiao Lin, what are you looking for?" Ding Zhanpeng asked Xiao Lin, the girl at the front desk, resisting the desire to touch it.
"Looking for the child! Oh, where did he go?" The girl at the front desk twisted her buttocks twice, then stood up suddenly, "Oh, Brother Ding, I lost your child..." the girl at the front desk said Before he finished speaking, he saw Ding Zhanpeng holding Xiao Ding Ding, pointing at Xiao Ding Ding in surprise, and looked under the table in disbelief.
"Thank you, I'm going home first." Ding Zhanpeng was not in the mood to tease the girl at the front desk at this time, pressed the elevator and left the company.
Now his heart is full of doubts. First, who is the guy he is holding now? He is absolutely sure that he will definitely not be his son, because he has no girlfriend at all.
The second is what Mr. Hua said just now. How could he have an extra customer for no reason and owe a huge amount of money for the goods. If he didn't figure it out, he might be accused of commercial fraud.
In the elevator, Ding Zhanpeng looked at the child in his arms, and saw that he was white and tender, with a pink face and a pair of big eyes flickering. He was absolutely cute. For a moment, Ding Zhanpeng felt that a soft spot in his heart had been hit Yes, took off his coat and wrapped the naked child up.
Although it is only the end of October, the weather in the morning is still a bit cold.
Little Ding Ding seemed to feel Ding Zhanpeng's concern, raised his head and grinned at him, and asked, "Dad, are we going home now?"
"Little guy, I'm not your father..." Ding Zhanpeng's tone became softer.
Xiao Ding Ding pouted and said, "You are my father, I came out of your stomach, I remember it all."
"Okay!" Ding Zhanpeng shook his head and said, "I'll take you to the police uncle first..."
"No, no, no! Wow... Dad, don't you want me again!" Little Ding Ding writhed vigorously in Ding Zhanpeng's arms, kicked and shook hands, and even burst into tears.
"Don't cry, don't cry..." Ding Zhanpeng hurriedly patted Xiao Dingding's buttocks lightly, "Ding!" The elevator opened, and a middle-aged man with a beard was standing at the door of the elevator. Ding Zhanpeng coaxed casually: " If you cry again, Uncle Hairy Beard will take you away!"
As soon as Ding Zhanpeng finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, and he quickly smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man. Who knew that the middle-aged man was not angry at all, but instead made a grimace and yelled at Xiao Ding Ding, and then said to Ding Zhanpeng, "Your son really cute."