Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

When Steward Xu saw him coming back, he immediately greeted him: "Master, you are back, Miss Yang has come to look for you a few times..."

"I know." Mo Ziqi interrupted him and continued walking.

After entering the living room, he saw two paper bags on the table, and looked at Butler Xu questioningly. Butler Xu came up and explained: "Ms. Yang sent them yesterday. Ms. Yang said that Ms. Miao Miao picked them for the young master." Well, I want you to try it and see if it fits."

Butler Xu knew how much Mo Ziqi valued Xin Miaomiao, so when he explained this, he was very happy. He felt that Mo Ziqi liked Xin Miaomiao so much, and Xin Miaomiao would definitely be happier if he gave him a gift. .

But it's a pity that he guessed wrong, Mo Ziqi was not happy, he didn't even look at the bag, and went upstairs directly, his face was very dark and his eyes were scary.

Butler Xu was confused by his reaction.

What's going on here?

Mo Ziqi went upstairs with an ugly face, entered the study, and stood in front of the desk, thinking of Yang Rong's begging just now and the boy's voice and smile in the past, his throat felt sour.

He turned around and kicked the off-white desk, sweeping everything on the table to the ground, making a bang bang bang bang... and the sound was like his heartbeat at the moment, chaotic!

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Xin Miaomiao woke up from an afternoon nap and found that she had arrived at her home. She arched her small body from the quilt in doubt, turned her head to look at the closed door, and called out tentatively: "Mom? Dad?"

There were chaotic footsteps outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, and a tall and familiar figure stood at the door: "Miao Miao woke up?"

"Daddy?" The little girl got up from the quilt and looked at him: "Why are we back? Daddy doesn't want to go to work?"

Xin Xiaotian walked in all the way, took the clothes from the head of the bed in his hands, shook the clothes off, put them on for the daughter who had opened her little arms, and replied with a smile: "No more, let's play with Miaomiao at home for a few days ,OK?"

After a pause, he asked again: "I heard from your mother, do you still want to go to the playground?"

"Well, Miaomiao is going to play in the playground the day after tomorrow, and my mother has already agreed." Speaking of this, Xin Miaomiao narrowed her eyes happily, as if she had won some great baby.

The daughter is so easy to be satisfied, and she can be so happy just going to an amusement park, Xin Xiaotian almost burst into tears.

But he couldn't show any abnormality in front of his daughter. He lowered his head and took a deep breath, holding back the tears in his eyes.

"Is there anything uncomfortable about Miao Miao?" After stabilizing his emotions, Xin Xiaotian hugged the dressed little girl into his arms, touched her head, her face, and her little hands.

"No." The little girl shook her head, got out of Xin Xiaotian's arms, and asked as she walked out, "Has mom gone to work?"

"No, your mother is also taking a nap. Miao Miao don't disturb her, let her sleep for a while." Xin Xiaotian held Xin Miaomiao and coaxed her, afraid that she would go to Yang Rong now, and Yang Rong was now sideways. Lying in a coma, he didn't want Xin Miaomiao to see her and arouse her suspicion.

Xin Miaomiao was also obedient, and when Xin Xiaotian refused to go, she refused to go, turned around and hugged Xin Xiaotian's arm with a smile, raised her head to act like a baby, but when she looked up, she saw Xin Xiaotian's red eyes, as if she had cried Same.