After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

Lu Qian was a little stunned by Doubao's sudden move. He looked at the lively and cute little girl in front of him, and a warm current surged in his heart.

Her bright eyes are like two bright stars, shining with trust and love; her bright smile is like a flower blooming in spring, exuding the fragrance of innocence.

Her gentle touch was like a warm spring breeze, blowing through his heart and bringing endless warmth. He knew that this was her trust and love for him, and it was also an expression of her innocent love.

Lu Qian gently stroked Doubao's head, smiled and said to her: "Kid, where are your parents?"

His voice is like the song of birds in spring, clear and gentle. As his words fell, Doubao pointed to the restaurant behind him.

Lu Qian ordered the driver to find a place to stop the car, and he strode into the restaurant holding the bean bag.

At this time, Wen Qing was crying looking for her dear daughter. Her tears blurred her eyes, like dewdrops in the morning, crystal clear. Her cries echoed in the restaurant like a sad piece of music, heartbreaking.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I did see the child running out just now, but I thought it was the child of the previous guest, so..."

The waiter's voice was low and remorseful, as if he was repenting for his negligence.

Lu Qian walked up to Wen Qing holding the bean bag, his eyes were like the sunshine in winter, warm and bright.

With a warm smile and eyes shining with joy, the service staff was the first to see the bean bun in Lu Qian's arms.

Her heartbeat accelerated instantly, and her excitement was beyond words. The service staff said to Wen Qing with a trembling voice and great joy: "Madam, your daughter has been found!"

Wen Qing felt dizzy. She turned around and saw the familiar little bean bag at a glance, and her heart was instantly filled with warmth.

Then, she saw Lu Qian holding a bean bag, with a warm smile on his face and deep tenderness in his eyes.

Wen Qing froze on the spot for a moment, tears welling up in her eyes. She felt an indescribable touch and gratitude.

Seeing Wen Qing, Lu Qian was no less shocked than Wen Qing. He still held the bean bag firmly with his strong hands, and then asked patiently again: "Child, tell me, this is your mother, right?" ?”

Lu Qian's eyes were full of care for Doubao, and at the same time there was a hint of unnoticeable nervousness.

He looked at Beanbao, waiting for her answer. This answer seemed to be more important to him than anything else.

"Well, mom, hold-"

Doubao, who had never been able to speak before, suddenly spoke and shouted this sentence in a milky voice. At the same time, she raised her little hand to signal Wen Qing to come and hug her.

"How old is she... this year?" Lu Qian said slowly. His eyes were deep and sharp, staring at Wen Qing closely, as if he wanted to see through her heart.

"Two...two years old-" Wen Qing stammered in reply, her voice weak and hesitant.

She knew that this lie could not cover up the truth, but she still chose to lie, maybe to give herself some buffer time, maybe to maintain that little hope.

"You said she was two years old?" Lu Qian looked in disbelief. When did this woman learn to lie?

"Yes, just two years old - a little more." Wen Qing's voice was trembling, obviously trying to suppress her inner excitement. Her eyes were firm, but with a hint of unnoticeable sadness.

Lu Qian was silent for a moment, looking back and forth at Wen Qing, trying to find any flaws in her expression and behavior.

But Wen Qing's performance forced him to re-evaluate his judgment. The weight and height of the little girl in my arms did not seem to be what a child of only two years old could possess.

At this time, Douding also ran over. She and Xixi stayed in the bathroom for a long time. When they came out, they found that Wen Qing and Doubao were missing. After waiting for a while, they didn't come back, so they quickly looked around.

Xixi was panting and couldn't keep up with Douding. She couldn't see clearly Lu Qian standing in the distance without her glasses.

Little Douding, who is also three years old, wore a Chinese-style strawberry jacquard dress today. The red and white combination was fresh and cute, which seemed to bring a touch of refreshment to the hot late summer.

And oh, little Douding also has a strawberry hairpin in her hair that matches the skirt, which is playful and cute. The white-soled strawberry lace socks on her feet are also so delicate and complement the entire outfit.

She spotted Lu Qian in the crowd at a glance. This photo was exactly what Xixi Mama showed to that nasty Teacher Zheng in kindergarten. At that time, Xixi Mama also said that the person in the photo was her and her sister’s father.

In the past few days, Douding has been thinking about this matter, and her curiosity and determination to find out the truth quietly took root in her heart.

More than once, she thought, how great it would be if she had the chance to find out the truth for herself.

But now, this opportunity actually appeared in front of her. Seeing the handsome man in the photo who looked very similar to her standing in front of her at the moment, Douding felt ecstatic.

She happily walked around Wen Qing and ran to Lu Qian's side. That feeling of closeness seemed to be destined, but also like meeting again after a long absence.

Douding's heart was full of expectations. She was eager to know more and to uncover everything about this mysterious man.

"Dad--" With this sweet call, Lu Qian stopped looking and focused entirely on Douding.

Looking at the cute little guy in front of him, his heart was filled with warmth. Douding's childish little face is simply a copy and paste of his own.

Lu Qian smiled, holding Beanbao gently with one hand, leaving his other hand free to hold Douding in his arms.

He looked at Douding's crystal clear eyes and couldn't help but feel a deep love in his heart.

"Hey, how do you know I'm your father's?" Lu Qian teased the child, his tone full of doting and love.

Then, Lu Qian fixed his gaze on Wen Qing again. There was a hint of teasing, a hint of tenderness, and a hint of unnoticeable affection in his eyes.

Wen Qing felt it was difficult to breathe at this moment and was about to suffocate. She lowered her head, not daring to look at him, her heart beating like a drum in her chest.

What happened next made Wen Qing even more unbelievable, feeling that everything in front of her was a dream.

"Cousin——" As she got closer, Xixi finally saw Lu Qian's face clearly. She couldn't help shouting in surprise.

Wen Qing's vision went dark and she fainted. This is nothing, she still felt like she was dreaming when she was unconscious.