The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"Xiaobao, what's wrong with you? Where are you? What's the matter?" Bai Xiran had just connected the phone when he heard the little guy crying.

A heart lifted instantly.

But the little guy on the phone was sobbing and couldn't speak clearly, he just uttered a few words intermittently while crying, "Company... Dad..."

"You stay here, I'll be there right away."

Bai Xiran didn't hesitate, so he immediately put on his shoes and rushed out.

The driver seemed to have been prepared and was already on standby in the driver's seat.

"Go to Mo's Group!"

Bai Xiran uttered a few words, and the car flew out like an arrow off the string.

On the phone, Xiao Bao took a breath and began to complain loudly.

"Father is so bad! He is going to lose Xiaobao... Xiaobao is not the child he likes at all. He may not like children, he is very fierce to Xiaobao... Ranran will take Xiaobao with you when you come. Let Bao go, let's go to the ends of the earth to go far, far away, don't pass him by..."

It was eerily quiet in the office.

Xiong Dong stood silently on one side, listening to the young master's increasingly exaggerated remarks.

Looking behind the desk, I saw that the CEO was still staring at the documents in his hand with a blank expression.

Hmm... or just now.

He looked serious on the surface, but he was afraid that his heart would be turbulent at this moment, otherwise, how could he have remained motionless for such a long time.

After a while, Xiao Bao seemed to be tired.

Crisply asked, "Are you really going to be there soon?"

The man behind the desk also responded.

Mo Junzhe finally raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the door.

Xiong Dong immediately ran over, "I'll go down and pick it up!"

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Bai Xiran rushed all the way to the CEO's office in a huff.

Still outside, I found a group of secretaries lying on the crack of the door and looking in.

Worry was on every face.

"My God, the little prince is still crying."

"Look at him sitting on that chair and not daring to come down, it's too pitiful."

"The president is so ruthless. My own son is willing to bully me. If I had such a cute baby, I'd be afraid of melting it in my hand. I wouldn't let him suffer the slightest grievance."

Bai Xiran walked to the door, just in time to hear these words.

"Little Bao is still crying?"

Xiong Dong wiped his sweat, trembling, "The young master is not very happy today..."

He immediately pushed the others away and opened the door to let Bai Xiran in.

The office door opened and closed.

The wailing in the house stopped abruptly.

Little Nuomi Baozi turned around in an instant, jumped off the chair, rolled to the door in a few steps, opened her arms and threw herself directly into Bai Xiran's arms.

"Ranran, you are finally here. If you don't come, Xiaobao will be thrown down by the devil father, and you will be thrown flat. You won't recognize Xiaobao..."

"Uh...how could it be such an exaggeration."

Judging from Mo Junzhe's appearance, he didn't look like someone who would harm innocent children.

She patted the little guy's back lightly, looked at the red and swollen little face, and said softly, "Why are you really crying?"

Yes.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Mo Xiaobao never likes to cry.

Every time you cry, you must ask for something.

But it was the first time that Bai Xiran noticed that his eyes were red, and he looked like he was crying miserably.

The little one sniffled.

God knows she didn't want to cry at first, but she didn't know why the more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Thinking that her father didn't love him, and her grandfather was getting old, if Ranran ignored him, he would be an unwanted child...

The more I think about it, the sadder I get, the more I want to cry...

Bai Xiran looked at the man behind the desk reproachfully.

"Don't you coax him to cry like this?"