After a flash marriage, rich wives also have to work hard to build a career

Lele's little face leaned against Ling Wanwan's face, completely ignoring the contest between the two adults, and just kept murmuring: "Mom, it's great that Little Red Pig brought you, please don't leave, okay? good……"

The child's voice was childish and soft, and Ling Wanwan's heart almost melted when she heard it.

The police arrived at the scene within 10 minutes, first confirmed the ID numbers of both parties, and then began to contact the child's parents to confirm the situation.

Ling Wanwan sat aside with her child in her arms, and was very embarrassed to find that she had made an own mistake.

The police contacted Lele's guardian by phone.

The young man who called himself "Uncle Xiao Song" really didn't lie. He did get permission from Lele's father to take care of the baby. Unfortunately, the boy didn't know what was wrong with him. He refused to help him prove his identity. .

Ling Wanwan, who was holding the child, blushed and turned white: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

Song Wei slowly raised his drooped head and accepted this reality very resignedly.

"It doesn't matter. This little ancestor refuses to recognize me. You are also kind-hearted."

The fat policeman praised him while taking notes: "This makes sense. Thank you to our enthusiastic people. Only in this way can we ensure the safety of more children, right? This young man has a plan!"

Song Wei pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

However, for safety reasons, the police uncle still asked the child's father to come to the scene to pick up the child in person, so the few people could only sit awkwardly in the lobby of the police station and wait silently.

Ling Wanwan is also waiting. It's not that she doesn't want to leave, it's that she simply can't leave.

Lele seemed to be sure that she was "mom", and he held her neck tightly without letting go. He lay on her body like a koala. No one could pull him away. As soon as he got his hands on her, he I burst into tears immediately.

At this moment, Lele, who had cried like a little cat, was held in Ling Wanwan's arms, sniffing in aggrievedness.

"Mom, Lele has found you, don't you want Lele anymore? I'm very good, why don't you want me?"

Ling Wanwan cast a look at Song Wei asking for help.

Song Wei received the signal, but silently turned his face in another direction.

Ling Wanwan was speechless.

"Lele, how old are you?"

Lele stretched out her chubby little hand and raised it as if to show off: "I am three and a half years old, almost four years old!"

"So good! We, Lele, are three and a half years old, almost four years old. We are already a little man!"

Ling Wanwan pinched the child's fleshy little face and tapped his nose.

Lele was praised, smiled beautifully, narrowed her eyes and began to play with the knitted red pig on her backpack.

"Lele, do you know what this is?"

Lele puffed up her little chest, pulled the little red pig into her arms, and then lifted it up and put it on her head.

"This is Little Red Pig, Mommy's Little Red Pig!"

Before Ling Wanwan had time to praise the child, she heard clear teasing from the side: "Ling Wanwan, you are so promising. When did you quietly give birth to a baby?"

She didn't need to look up to know who the sound of beatings belonged to.

Also, Fang Yanbin seemed to have said that he worked nearby, how could she forget this!

Fang Yanbin, dressed in a police uniform, rushed over with a cool breeze, stretched out his hand to drag a chair, sat carelessly opposite Ling Wanwan, stretched out his hand and patted her hands enthusiastically.

"Come on, kid, come into the arms of the policeman!"

Lele turned to look at him, turned her head away angrily, and continued to ponder the little red pig in her hand.

The fat policeman who had been in charge before patted Fang Yanbin on the shoulder: "Xiao Fang, please save it. This child doesn't pay attention to anyone. He is so vigilant that he won't even give him candy!"

Fang Yanbin bent his head and looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help but asked: "This child is so close to you, can he really be your biological child?"

Ling Wanwan pretended to beat him.

Fang Yanbin stood up with a guilty conscience and escaped. He took a lollipop from the table nearby and continued to test: "Little guy, the police uncle gave you candy, do you want it? Orange flavor, it's delicious!"

Lele looked at Ling Wanwan and said nothing.

Ling Wanwan reached out to take the lollipop and asked cautiously: "Xiao Song, can this child eat candy?"

Song Wei, who had been silent all the time, nodded: "This child has no taboos."

Ling Wanwan felt relieved and tore off the wrapping paper to seduce the child: "I'll give you candy, what are you going to say?"

Lele blinked her watery, round eyes, reached out to grab the lollipop, and said loudly and loudly: "Thank you, Mom!"

Now the crowd burst into laughter.

Fang Yanbin laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist. He leaned on the chair and yelled: "Sister Wan, I think you should just accept this child!"

Ling Wanwan, who had black lines all over her head, numbly handed over the ownership of the lollipop. She watched the child happily licking the candy in her arms, and finally realized what it meant to "not know whether to laugh or cry."

She has taken care of children and knows that such a big child can hardly sit still and always likes to run around.

But Lele is very well-behaved, or in other words, he seems to have an inexplicable dependence on her.

From the moment they met until now, the child has been nestling in her arms, either hugging her neck and talking to each other, or playing with the little red pig hanging on her backpack, or eating the little pig quietly. snack.

Ling Wanwan's legs were a little numb, so she had to discuss walking around with him.

So the two people, one large and one small, held hands and began to walk slowly and leisurely in circles in the lobby of the police station.

The door of the police station was opened again, and a tall figure strode in, heading straight to the service window with a clear purpose.

"Hello police officer, I am Kuang Mingxuan, the father of Kuang Jiashu. We just talked on the phone. This is my ID card. I am here to pick up the child. I have caused you trouble."

Song Wei, who had been sitting silently on the bench at the door, stood up tremblingly.

"boss--"

Ling Wanwan, who was taking her child for a walk, turned around and said, "Well, he is a handsome man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose and a broad forehead, broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall figure, dignified manners, and a strong face."

She lowered her head and glanced at Lele, who was holding her hand tightly and wouldn't let go, and silently checked in her heart: She is her biological child. She looks like her biological child. The father and son are so similar!

This person also has a deep, magnetic voice that makes people’s ears tickle and is very comfortable.

Ling Wanwan knelt down, put her head next to Lele's ear and whispered softly: "So your name is Kuang Jiashu. It's such a nice name!"

Kuang Mingxuan passed the policeman who was checking the information and saw his son behind the service window, being held by Ling Wanwan.

"Lele, why are you-"

The moment his eyes met with Ling Wanwan's, his voice suddenly paused.

Ling Wanwan looked at Kuang Mingxuan with a smile. She felt that this person seemed familiar. She looked at it carefully and found that she probably didn't recognize him.

Probably the handsome guys all look similar.

"Cough cough."

Kuang Mingxuan cleared his throat, regained his composure, and continued to introduce himself: "Hello, you helped find Lele, right? My child is too naughty and has caused trouble for you."

"No trouble, no trouble! I called the police because I was meddling in other people's business. Just don't think it's troublesome for me!"

"No, we didn't take good care of the child. Thank you for taking care of it for so long."

Kuang Mingxuan did not intend to take the child by himself, but instead raised his hand to gesture to Song Wei who was standing aside.

Song Wei walked forward very knowingly, squatted down and reached out to hug Lele, but was ruthlessly rejected by Lele.

"Mom, don't you want Lele again?"

Ling Wanwan's face suddenly turned red. She had never been in such an embarrassing situation in her life, so she had no choice but to look at Kuang Mingxuan as if asking for help.

Kuang Mingxuan started the traditional parental threat with a serious expression: "Kang Jiashu, I count to three!"

Lele's whole body was excited, and before he could start counting, he obediently let go of his hands, turned around and threw himself into Song Wei's arms.

Ling Wanwan looked at the tearful little baby and the frosty Kuang Mingxuan, silently rolled her eyes in her heart, and endured a hundred thousand words of complaints.

Forget it, it’s not your own child, you can educate them however you want!

But she couldn't bear to see Lele's look of sadness on her face.

After thinking about it, he took off the little red pig from his backpack.

"Lele, do you like this little red pig? Can Auntie give this to you?"

Lele did not reach out to take it this time, but turned to look at the serious father beside him, his pitiful eyes full of expectation.

Kuang Mingxuan's eyes silently fixed on the little red pig for a few seconds, then turned to Ling Wanwan's face, and finally stopped on Lele's face: "What do you want to say after accepting the gift?"

Lele was so happy that she shouted loudly——

"thanks Mom!"

The whole place was silent.

"Cough cough!"

Ling Wanwan's face was so hot that it could fry an egg, and she almost choked to death with a gasp of cold air.

She has never encountered such an embarrassing thing in her life. If she had known what kind of dolls she would have given her!