Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Ye Sanguo was stunned unexpectedly.

She only wanted to find her father, never thought of such a deep layer.

The little guy had a full stomach, raised his head, and said in a long and adoring voice, "Uncle."

"You are amazing."

Zhang Wenyue: "..."

What did he do that made him so good?

But don't say it, the little girl has a pair of cat eyes, and if she is serious, it really makes people feel an unprecedented sense of pride in her heart.

The more Zhang Wen was touted, he couldn't help but feel a little elated.

"No, it's just so-so." He said modestly.

Then he said earnestly: "So, for the sake of your father's salary, let's obediently go home and find our mother, shall we?"

Ye Sang was brainwashed and almost dizzy, nodded and agreed to go home.

After all, her father wants to move bricks.

Wages cannot be deducted by the boss.

Her father is a humble brick mover.

At the critical moment, the little milk dog bit her sleeve, barked, and forcibly dragged Ye Sang back to his senses.

The little guy hugged his dog tightly, straightened his body, and raised his head to explain: "My father is the boss."

She remembered what Huo Yao said a long time ago.

At that time Ye Sang also asked him why he didn't have to go to work.

Huo Yao calmly said "Because Dad is the boss"

Now recalling what his father said, the little guy answered him seriously.

Zhang Wenyue: "..."

understood.

The contractor at the construction site, right?

He sighed, patted Ye Sang's head, thinking how could this child not eat oil and salt?

"Then tell me where your father works, and I'll take you back. Is this the head office?"

Ye Sang's pupils brightened slightly, and she said, "Okay~~"

Her eyes curved, "Uncle, you are really a good person."

Inexplicably, he was issued a good card: "..."

Ha ha.

He didn't want to be the nice guy at all.

After Ye Sang finished speaking, she fell into a momentary confusion. She didn't know where her father worked, and Lu Chi, who couldn't even remember the way, made it a bit embarrassing for her to tell her where her home was.

So the little guy lowered his head again, twisted his little body, and said softly, "I, I forgot where Dad is."

Zhang Wenyue: "..."

Fine.

It is normal for young children not to remember the way.

At worst, he would inquire around the neighborhood for her, asking which village child it was.

Just when his heart was ashamed, the child suddenly bit his milk voice and said: "Father is in the imperial capital."

That was all she remembered.

The place where I lived for a year.

Zhang Wen was slightly stunned, and even doubted that he could hear it. He asked, "What did you say?"

Ye Sang obediently repeated: "Father is in the imperial capital."

Only then did Zhang Wenyue confirm that he had heard correctly, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Your father is still working as a contractor in the imperial capital."

The salary should be ok.

How do you get a child to dress like this?

Ye Sang didn't know what a contractor was. She only noticed the word "head". After thinking about it, her father's head was indeed bigger than hers, so she nodded immediately and repeated: "Dad is a contractor."

Her dad is amazing.

Zhang Wenyue patted her on the head with complicated emotions, took a deep breath, and thought that if he couldn't find the other party's father, he would send her to the police station and ask the police uncle to help.

"It just so happens that I'm going back to the capital too, kid. Get in the car first, and you should be there early tomorrow morning. I'll take you to the police station then."

When Ye Sang heard the word "Emperor Capital", her eyes lit up, she said hello, and sat in the car obediently, without touching her during the whole process, just sitting like a little lady.

Looks decent.

The man softened his heart, sat in the driver's seat, and drove away from the noodle shop.

Along the way, Ye Sangan was quiet, lying on the car window curiously from time to time, looking outside.

She didn't remember the way, she looked outside brightly, looking for her father with all her heart and eyes.

...

The temperature in the car was extremely comfortable, and Ye Sang felt sleepy even after lying on the window for a while, she yawned, curled her small mouth, and leaned against the side dawdly, falling into a deep sleep .

Dreams are full of dads.

Zhang Wenyu squinted for a while, turned his head and saw the sleeping little guy, amused in his heart.

Don't be afraid to run into bad guys.

The heart is really big enough.

When it was just dawn, it was freezing cold outside, and Ye Sang was wearing thin clothes. Zhang Wenyue acted as a "good uncle" and bought her a small padded jacket. He also got out of the car and bought some meat buns for the children.

I am afraid that she will be hungry on the way.

Ye Sang looked at Zhang Wenyue who had a loveless face, and obediently held his face: "Do you want to eat, uncle? I'm not hungry."

She didn't see the good uncle eating.

Zhang Wenyue looked at Ye Sang's serious cat eyes, chuckled, and the original reluctance dissipated completely, took out a wet tissue to wipe off the dust on her face, and said: "Wipe your hands, wait to go to my house , I'll give you a bath."

Then send it to the police station.

Ye Sang took the wet tissue and wiped her dirty little hands clean.

The little girl had a porcelain-white face, and her small mouth was slightly pouted, like a puffer fish. She was indescribably serious: "I can owe my uncle."

She raised her head with reason and reason, and said, "My father has money, so I can pay it back to you~~"

Zhang Wenyue patted her little head, and said perfunctorily: "All right, all right, call again when you get home. You finish your food first, and I'll help you find your father."

This is really a hassle to drag back home.

The man sighed for an unknown number of times, drove away from the street, and drove to his apartment.

"Little girl, what's your father's name? Do you know your father's mobile phone number? How about your mother?"

"When the police ask you, remember to answer truthfully."

He exhorted in front of him.

Ye Sang nodded her head, silently remembering his words, and when she mentioned her father, she talked a lot more, hugging the little milk dog, her eyes were clear, "My father's name is Huo Yao..."

After a pause, she stretched out her hand slowly and counted: "But he is very busy, so he can't get through the phone..."

"Papa Shen is also busy..."

Ye Sang counted several people in detail, and then found that none of her father was not busy.

Zhang Wenyue: "..."

He was choked by her words, slammed on the brakes, turned his head, the corner of his mouth twitched and asked speechlessly: "What did you say your father's name is?"

The little girl hugged the little milk dog, and the childish voice was sweet: "Huo~Yao~"

The little milk's voice was serious.

"..." Zhang Wenyue didn't know that this was the first time he was silent today.

This kid is nothing short of miraculous.

"Then who is Father Shen?"

"Your father's name is quite good." He admired: "Although it is said that the same person has different fate, but at least it sounds like a bluff."

Ye Sang bowed her head, her little milk voice was sweet, "Shen Chuchen."

After a pause, she added, "He's busy too, but Father Shen is rich."

Zhang Wenyue's eyelids twitched slightly, and blurted out:

"Is he also moving bricks at the construction site?"

Stop scolding Sangsang. She just wants to find her father, and be more tolerant to a little fool~

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