MTL - The Untouchable President

Tang Siyu really knows what is shameless. Inexplicable, the fire in her heart is so bright and prosperous. However, if she wants to say something and the word is poor, she has to scream, "Give my son back to me."

"Follow me." He opened his mouth coldly, and the tall body took the lead in the lounge door.

Behind him, Tang Siyu endured all emotions, and now she only wants to see her son.

She clenched her fists and glared at the back of the man in front of her eyes, followed him, and went to a luxurious reception room. Xing Liehan gently pushed the door open, and Tang Siyu couldn't wait to rush in from his side.

I saw her baby son standing in the spacious hall, holding a remote control in his hand, shaking a cool little sports car, running around the house.

Hearing the movement at the door, he turned his head and looked at it. He saw Tang Siyu directly. He was excited to run with the remote control. "Mummy, you are here."

Tang Siyu immediately hugged his son, and the heart that had been hanging was falling down safely, bowing his head and stroking his little head. The next second, the little guy looked up from her arms and looked at the man who was coming in, smiling. Mi’s screamed, “Hey.”

Xing Lie Han came to a cold face. At this moment, with a strong fatherly love, Tang Siyu looked up and saw his smile. She immediately took her son. "Xiao Xi, we should go back."

"Mummy, are you going home with us?" The little guy looked up at the ground and looked forward to going back together.

Although Tang Siyu wanted to tell her son that she would not recognize this father, she could not bear to give her son a small heart and paint a dark color. She squeezed a smile. "He is very busy, we go back, you are doing this." I am coming back late."

Xing Liehan said to the little guy, "Xiao Xi, you go back first, and you will find you soon."

"Hey, you must come to me!" Tang Yixi showed his smile.

"It will be." Xing Liehan promised his son. He picked up the small sports car on the ground and handed it to the little one. "Bring home to play."

"Well, thank you for your dear." The little guy happily hugged the little sports car. Tang Siyu didn't look at the man. He took the son and went out.

Xing Liehan stepped forward, and the little guy turned back and waved at him, and Tang Siyu's slender figure, the footsteps of the move, apparently seemed to be at large.

When the elevator door was closed, Xing Lie's gaze immediately showed a loss, and I did not expect that the gathering with my son would end soon.

Xing Lie's sword and eyebrows could not help but tighten. Five years ago, he went wrong, and this kind of oolong thing happened.

However, five years ago, things were annoyed again. Now, he is concerned about how to get the son's love and trust, and plan for his future custody.

"Xing Zong, you let Xiao Shaoye leave?" Han Yang was surprised to ask.

"Otherwise?" Xing Lie-han is now very clear that it is impossible to rob his son. His son’s IQ and thoughts have been formed. They have been robbed in a barbaric way. Not only will they not get the son’s likes, but they will hurt what they have just produced. Fragile feelings.

Now, he is not in a hurry to grab it. His most important thing is to find opportunities and sons to generate father and son, so that the son grows up again, and maybe he will choose to live with him.

Tang Siyu took his son to sit in the house of Su Xi with his son. On this road, Tang Siyu wanted to open his mouth to teach his son several times, so that he would not let anyone go with him in the future. However, her heart was soft and she could hold back.

I didn’t go to kindergarten before, and my son’s side was nothing. However, when I went to school, I watched the pictures of my father picking up the children every day. The little guy couldn’t take it for a few times. His big eyes fluttered with eagerness and envy. That’s Tang Siyu. The most heartbreaking point.

The son has no father, which will make him feel inferior at school! ..."",.