The system takes the poor cub to find his father

What on earth was that thing? It actually flew out of the little cub's body.

But the next second, when Su Bingzhi heard clearly what that thing said, he froze in place.

What does it say?

This skinny little cub turned out to be his child!

Faced with this strange scene, Su Bingzhi was not afraid at all, and even felt a sense of understanding in his mind.

No wonder he kept dreaming about this child.

No wonder he, who had always been indifferent to children, actually wanted to take this little cub home.

It turns out that he is his child!

Then all the strange things have a reasonable explanation.

Those dreams that troubled him were probably caused by the little glowing ball with wings in front of him!

After figuring out everything, Su Bingzhi suppressed his excitement and invited Su Mo again:

"Momo, do you want to come to my house and play with me?"

Su Mo was startled by the sudden appearance of 8517. After hearing the meaning of its words, his eyes widened in shock.

The already large brown eyes looked even larger against the increasingly thin face.

He stared at the handsome uncle who spoke to him softly. His nose suddenly felt sour and his big eyes were soon covered with thick mist. He was like a small animal that survived alone in the wild and was covered with wounds. He could hold back his tears, but after seeing an adult he could rely on, he finally burst out with tears pouring out of his eyes.

With a cry of "Wow", the bullied little cub finally cried out. His thin face was wet, and as he stretched out his dirty little hands to wipe his tears, his face almost turned into a little cat.

Su Bingzhi's heart was broken by the pitiful little look.

The people around were also attracted by the cub's shrill cry. They thought that Su Bingzhi was bullying the cub and accused him:

"Look, you are dressed like a decent person, how can you bully a child! Look how sadly the child is crying."

"That's right, it's really too much."

Su Bingzhi didn't have the energy to pay attention to what others were saying. He was a little overwhelmed by Su Mo's crying and didn't know how to comfort this sad child.

"Hold! Hug Momo." The little cub made the request to Su Bingzhi with red eyes and choked.

Su Bingzhi immediately took the little cub into his arms again, and Su Mo lay on him, still sobbing sadly.

At this moment, the driver who had received the news came hurriedly and was surprised to see the dirty little cub in Su Bingzhi's arms.

"Sir? What is this?"

"Drive the car over here and go back to the Su residence." Su Bingzhi did not explain in detail to the driver, but just gave the order lightly.

Soon, a black car drove over, and the driver quickly opened the door for Su Bingzhi and got in with the cub in his arms. Just as he was about to close the door, he heard the cub's delicate protest:

"My bag." Su Bingzhi looked at the tattered bag next to the trash can not far away. Without rejecting the little cub's request, he gave the driver a look. The driver nodded in understanding, quickly picked up the big dark green bag, returned to the car, and placed it next to Su Mo's feet.

Su Mo watched his bag being taken away, and quietly lay in Su Bingzhi's arms, burying his red eyes like a little quail. Su Bingzhi patted his back soothingly.

The people around were still talking about Su Bingzhi, but they immediately stopped talking when they saw the car in front of them. They recognized that this car was the car of the developer that the leaders had always valued and had repeatedly warned them not to offend.

I don’t know what the relationship is between such a noble person and the little beggar picking up trash, and he actually took the little beggar away.

After driving out of the old town, the car drove smoothly on the viaduct.

The little cub, tired of crying, now nestled in Su Bingzhi's arms, looking at him curiously.

Is this Momo's father? He is so handsome and not mean to Momo.

Su Bingzhi sat in his seat, looking straight ahead, motionless, allowing the little cub to stare at him.

After looking up for a long time and getting tired, Su Mo lowered his head, hugged one of Su Bingzhi's arms tightly with both hands and put it in his own arms, with his two little hands pulling one of Su Bingzhi's fingers respectively.

Su Bingzhi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he noticed the little cub's scrutiny disappear from his face. He had never been so nervous before when facing some important partners. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little cub in his arms playing with his fingers, and his heart softened.

Su Bingzhi could clearly feel that the cub's hands were not as smooth as other children's, and his tiny fingers were covered with tiny scratches. There were always some sharp objects in the garbage dump, and if you were not careful, you would cut your fingers.

Su Bingzhi stroked the marks on the little cub's tiny fingers, and there was a dull pain in his heart.

How much suffering did his child endure in a corner that he didn't know about?

The driver also curiously observed the little cub in Su Bingzhi's arms through the rearview mirror.

Just now, because the husband was holding the child in his arms, the driver didn't see the child's face. Now he could see clearly the little face of the little guy in the husband's arms, and he was very surprised.

Apart from the sunken cheeks due to malnutrition, the child looks 70% like the gentleman when he was a child. The identity of this child is self-evident.

The gentleman actually has such a big child, and seeing how thin the child is, he must have suffered a lot.

The young master just asked him to take the bag. If he was not mistaken, there were many elderly people picking up garbage in their hands. Was the young master picking up garbage before?

Asking such a young child to pick up trash? Sir, that's really cruel.

The husband was so cruel as to abandon the child for so long. If the old lady knew about this, she would definitely kick the husband out of the house because her beloved grandson had suffered such an injustice.

"Drive well."

Seeing the driver's unpredictable face in the rearview mirror, Su Bingzhi knew what he was thinking without having to think about it. He couldn't help but remind him.

"Okay, sir." The driver smiled awkwardly and turned his head to concentrate on the road. He no longer dared to speculate on Su Bingzhi's thoughts and could only secretly criticize him in his heart.

Su Mo sat quietly in Su Bingzhi's arms. He could see the scenery passing by outside the car window, and then he quickly lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The scenery outside the car changed from old buildings to high-rise buildings, which were gradually covered by layers of vegetation. As the car drove, the noisy world outside seemed to be getting farther and farther away from Su Mo.

Su Mo didn't know how long the car would take or where it would end up, so he held his father's arm tightly.

The warmth from his father's body constantly enveloped Su Mo through his arms and embrace, so Su Mo did not feel too uneasy about the unknown future.