Five Villain Daddies Are Fighting To Spoil Me

Ye Sang didn't pretend to think, and the little boy's voice was serious: "...but, but I'm a wife."

Zhang Wenyue: "..."

Do you have any wrong understanding of these two people?

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, he suppressed his speechless impulse, squatted down and hugged Ye Sang, took the lead, stuffed the little guy on the back seat, held her with a sense of security, and said seriously: "I It's enough to fool around with you for a day."

"Now, I don't care if your father is so good that he can go to heaven, and I don't care who your father is."

He was rarely so serious, and the little girl sat up straight and listened carefully to his speech.

Zhang Wenyue said: "Now you go to the police station obediently and answer what the police uncle said seriously, and they will help you find your father."

"..."

The little guy hugged his puppy tightly, lowered his head and struggled for a while, looking at the bound little body, she said: "Uncle, are you going to kidnap someone?"

"But you can't tie me like this."

As he said that, the little guy deliberately got under the seat belt and performed a show for him called "You can really do whatever you want"

Zhang Wenyue: "..."

He almost couldn't hold back his kick and gave her a good education for her own father.

"Sit down!!" The man said with a dark face, "Don't make me say it a second time!"

Ye Sang: "..."

She obediently let out a cry.

Finally Ken sat down.

*

police station.

The police uncles who were soaking goji berries in the thermos looked at the little guy who looked like five or six years old when he was sent to the police station with complicated expressions.

"Is this kidnapped?"

He was puzzled.

Zhang Wenyue glanced at Ye Sang, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly, "No. A brat who ran away from home."

"Refused to go home, clamoring to come here to find my father."

"Now that Dad hasn't been found, why don't I hurry up and send him to the police station?"

Uncle Policeman: "...so small, how did she escape?"

"I also brought my family with me, and dragged a dog."

Ye Sang hugged her little milk dog tightly, took a step back, looked at them with round cat eyes uneasy, like a frightened cub, extremely uneasy.

The policewoman was concerned about Microsoft, cleared her throat, and asked in a gentle voice: "My child, where is your home? Do you remember your parents' phone numbers?"

"Don't be afraid, let's help you find your parents, okay?"

Probably because the children are familiar with the police profession and adults have a natural affection. Ye Sang nodded her head vigorously, her vigilance has dropped a lot, and she said softly: "Papa... called Gu Sheng."

"Su Ye is fine too."

Ye Sang added, "They are not busy, they will pick up Sang Sang when they are free."

Policemen: "..."

They didn't know what gave this little guy the illusion that Gu Sheng and Su Ye were top-ranked in the circle.

certainly.

That's not the point.

The point is that what this little guy said is a little bit wrong.

"...Little friend, are you sure that your father's name is Gu Sheng and Su Ye?"

The policewoman bent down, pinched her chubby face tentatively, and asked in a gentle voice.

She had heard about these two people, and there seemed to be vague news that they had a daughter in the circle.

But what the child said was too outrageous.

Ye Sang nodded, and the little milk dog in his arms nodded humanely, the uniform movements of one person and one dog almost turned people over.

The more Zhang Wen heard her talking nonsense again, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but ask amusedly, "Isn't your father still Huo Yao just a second ago?"

"Why did you change again?"

Ye Sang blinked, and the little milk said softly, "Because they are all their fathers."

So is there any difference?

Zhang Wenyue was almost overwhelmed by her confident little expression.

Little bunny.

bad boy.

His father didn't beat her because of true love! !

"Her father is Mr. Huo? Is it real or not?" The policeman said jokingly, "If it's Mr. Huo's daughter, you won't have to work hard in your life to pick up a child."

Ye Sang rolled her eyes, not understanding what they meant.

"Sangsang's father's name is Huo Yao."

Afraid that they would not understand, the little guy taught them to read his father's name by biting the words: "Huo~Yao~"

The voice of a baby is childish, just like being coquettish.

The people at the police station smothered their laughter.

Huo Yao probably never thought in his life that his name would be pronounced by a child, as if he was acting cute.

The policeman covered his belly and laughed for a while, then half-jokingly said: "Okay, hahahahaha, we know your father's name is Huo Yao, so let me try calling your father?"

There are also detailed information about Huo Yao written online.

But the phone is the company's phone, and those who are useless will be stopped by the front desk.

The police did not report much hope this time.

They didn't know whether what Ye Sang said was true or not. After the call was connected, they were in a professional manner and said politely, "Hello?"

It was Special Assistant Zhao who answered the phone.

He looked at the phone number on it, and his heart beat slightly, "Hello, what's the matter, sir?"

The phone number of the police station.

Did their boss do something wrong?

The policeman cleared his throat and said, "Hello? Sir, can you tell Mr. Huo?"

"Just say, his daughter is at the police station."

"Can you come pick me up?"

After a pause, the policeman took the time to ask Ye Sang, "What's your name?"

The little guy's eyes lit up when he heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, and the little milky voice dragged: "My name is Ye Sang~~"

The policeman replied: "Oh, by the way, her name is Ye Sang."

"Looks like five or six years old, does Mr. Huo have any children at home? I'm afraid that I'm mistaken, so I called to ask."

Zhao Tezhu's heart beat violently.

Five or six years old?

Ye Sang?

real or fake?

He collected himself, and hurriedly said: "Okay, then you can send me the location, and I will inform Mr. Huo right away."

Regardless of whether it is true or not, special assistant Zhao has to report to the other party every time he calls.

Since I think it is impossible, I have to leave the address just in case.

The policeman happily glanced at the aggrieved little girl, and added, "Okay."

"This kid is crying very badly, just don't admit the wrong person."

The police uncles are also helpless.

What is it all about.

Crying so badly, those who didn't know thought how they abused children.

Ye Sang's black and beautiful cat pupils were covered with a layer of water mist, tears rolled in her eyes, and she complained aggrievedly: "I don't have a father, and I don't have a home."

"..."

this line.

Why is it so funny.

...

It was already around nine o'clock in the evening when Huo Yao arrived, and the people in the police station were sitting nearby working, and when they heard the movement, they all looked towards the door.

A man in a suit and leather shoes, with exquisite facial features, a tall nose bridge, and beautiful eyes. Just looking at this face, the inherent indifference rushes towards his face. The tie next to the shirt is a bit messy. It seems that he came here in a hurry .

Huo Yao's throat was slightly tight, his heart was beating like a drum, and he asked:

"What about the little girl?"

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