Two adults, with their child, came to the teacher together.
The teacher looked relieved when she saw Tang Yi again. "You are really Mimi's father, right? Last time you took Mimi away, her grandmother was so anxious. I have always blamed myself, fearing that I made a mistake."
Tang Yi pursed his lips tightly.
Zhao Chuning took a look and was about to explain to the teacher, but he heard him say in a deep and straightforward voice: "Yes, I am the child's father."
Little Yimi's eyes smiled like crescent moons, and she immediately cooperated and called him "Daddy" sweetly. Tang Yi's heart melted by this call, and a touch of warmth flashed in his eyes. He touched her head with relief.
However, Zhao Chuning, who was standing by, was watching this scene with mixed feelings.
The teacher smiled and said, "I said I wouldn't be wrong. You two look so much alike, you can obviously be father and daughter."
Tang Yi responded calmly, "Really?"
It was obviously not the case, but the corners of his lips unconsciously raised.
Zhao Chuning couldn't bear to see the affection between father and daughter. She patted Xiao Yimi on the shoulder and said, "Be good, go to class."
"Yes, I'm going in." Little Yimi looked at Tang Yi and waved reluctantly, "Uncle... No, Daddy. I'm going in to class!"
"Go ahead." Tang Yi was very satisfied with the child's change of heart.
Zhao Chuning really wanted to remind the child not to shout, but the teacher was also there at the moment, so she stopped herself from saying anything.
Watching the child walk into the classroom, Zhao Chuning's heart still couldn't calm down.
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Tang Yi personally sent her to the company.
Because she was late in the morning, she went to Tian Jie's office to apologize to him. Tian Jie didn't take it seriously. Instead, he was a little worried.
"I'm afraid that if I take you out for drinks, Mr. Tang will be unhappy. I think it would be better for me to ask someone else to attend such events in the future."
Zhao Chuning didn't like that kind of situation either, and she had promised her daughter and Tang Yi this morning that she would not drink like this again. So, she could only say apologetically, "I'm sorry, Manager Tian."
She left the office and charged her phone. After a night, the phone was completely dead. She waited for a while and worked. It took about five minutes for the phone to turn on.
Not long after turning on the phone, it kept vibrating. Zhao Chuning was typing on the keyboard to sort out the contract while holding the phone on his shoulder to answer the call. Zhang Rong's voice came from the other side, "You finally turned on the phone! I've called you dozens of times!"
"What's wrong, Mom? Did something happen again?" Zhao Chuning could hear the urgency in her tone and put down the work in his hands.
"Mimi! He was taken away by that guy again early this morning! Hurry up and call him to ask about the situation!"
Hearing this, Zhao Chuning breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry, I've just sent Mimi to school."
"You didn't lie to me?"
"No."
Zhang Rong then breathed a sigh of relief. Then she asked again, "You didn't come back last night. Were you with that person?"
Zhao Chuning couldn't refute.
"Chu Chu, why can't you tell the difference between the two?" Zhang Rong said sternly, "He's about to get married, and you're still dating him, and you're still dating him... It's so embarrassing to talk about it to others, don't you know!"
The two words "overnight" were stuck in Zhang Rong's throat and she found it difficult to speak.
Zhao Chuning's breathing became a little heavier and he closed his eyes.
How could she not know
She was drunk last night and completely indulged herself. When she woke up this morning and heard what Mo Liangyan said, she had to admit that she was a little shaken. Especially when she saw how happy the child was and how much he doted on Xiaomi, she was even more shaken. She had to remind herself again and again to wake up.
Even though he was facing a marriage without love, that was their business as an engaged couple, and he was willing to do it.
And she was just an outsider. Even she herself couldn't figure out what kind of relationship he and Tang Yi had now. Or maybe, in Tang Yi's eyes, she was just another game that was no different from usual before getting married.
She knew this, but she couldn't refuse. What was this called? It was just a slut.
Zhao Chuning swallowed bitterly. Love is never lacking in humiliation. She tried hard to protect her self-esteem, but always threw it away for him. Over and over again.
"Mom is a traditional person. You've already suffered a lot of criticism when you gave birth to Mimi. Now for him, you want to bear the stigma of being a mistress?" Zhang Rong asked painfully.
"Mom, I know."
"What do you know? I know you are still obsessed with him! Don't be silly! If he has any feelings for you, he won't talk about marriage with other women."
My heart was still pulled.
She said weakly, "I'm really busy right now. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it when we get back. Okay? That's it!"
Zhao Chuning hung up the phone first. Zhang Rong was anxious and worried, afraid that she would get stuck in a corner and not be able to get out.
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Chuning stared at the screen in a daze for a moment. The next second, he shook his head and refocused his attention.
the other side.
In the office, Tang Yi was still immersed in the "Daddy" that Xiao Yimi called him. The first time she called him for help, he thought that "Daddy" was particularly nice, and he would always think about it. Today he was greatly satisfied.
He stopped flipping through the documents and looked sideways at the transparent storage bag lying beside him, his eyes becoming more profound. In the bag were two hairs with follicles. One long and one short. The long one was the child's, and the short one was his own.
Schumann pushed the door open and brought in a pile of documents.
I wanted to say something, but seeing that he was so absorbed in his thoughts, I did not dare to disturb him and turned around to leave.
"Wait!" Tang Yi suddenly called her.
Schumann paused, "Mr. Tang."
He handed the storage bag to the other party. Schumann looked at it in confusion, "What is this...?"
"Send him to the hospital. Check his DNA."
Schumann was of course curious, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He only heard Tang Yi's instructions again - he was not as casual as before, and he was surprisingly serious at this moment, "Keep it well, don't make any mistakes. Remind them to get the results quickly."
"Sure, Mr. Tang." Schumann turned and left.
Tang Yi lazily sat in the chair, turned around and faced the window. In winter, the sunshine outside was quite warm, making him squint his eyes slightly in comfort.
For a long time, the image of Zhao Chuning holding little Yimi appeared in my mind.
Turning around, he saw the red invitation template on the table and frowned. Finally, he threw it into the trash can.
Oh no! I saved the manuscript but forgot to publish it!!! So I just realized now that I didn’t update it. I was careless. Sorry.