Chapter 121

At the moment, Zhao Fulin doesn't know what kind of quarrel and debate the public caused by her wayward departure after she left.

With Lele in her arms, she walked out of the main house of the Zhao family and looked at the empty gate. All of a sudden, Zhao Yulin was in trouble. She ran out with her child in her arms and didn't call a car. How could she go back?

When they came here, they were in Zhao's car. At that time, they didn't think much about it. Now in this situation, Zhao Fulin understood everything in an instant.

The old man deliberately asked someone to pick him up to prevent her from standing him up. Driving her directly to such a community contracted by the Zhao family, it's hard for her to fly. In case she wants to run halfway to the party, she can't even run.

To understand this, Zhao Fulin cursed the old fox in her heart. Looking at the endless green belt, she began to worry. How can she get out? It's walking?

I'm afraid that before I get to the gate, I can be hit by those people who rush back after the party, right? What's more, it's a little bit of

Just when Zhao Fulin was worried and didn't know what to do, a car that was almost integrated with the night drove slowly from afar, and stopped in front of the two mothers and children.

Zhao Fulin was stunned. She always thought the car was familiar. Without waiting for her to think more, the rear seat window has been lowered slowly, showing a face familiar with the extreme.

"Mom..." Lele was scared by someone's cold face and shrank timidly into Zhao Fulin's arms.

Mu Tingfeng's expressionless face glanced at Lele. He took back his eyes and spat out a sentence: "get on the bus."

Zhao Fulin was muddled by Mu Tingfeng's two big words. She stood in the same place with Lele in her arms. It took her a long time to react. She snorted and walked away.

Xia zetao subconsciously went to see Mu Tingfeng. After seeing someone's face suddenly gloomy, he shivered and began to have a nightmare tonight.

"Keep up."

Xia zetao dare not disobey, driving the car slowly with the two mother and son's side.

After a long time, Zhao Fulin finally said, "what do you want to do?"

Mu Tingfeng definitely looked at her for a long time and said: "get on the bus, if you don't want to be surrounded by people for a while."

Zhao Fulin was angry, but he had to admit that Mu Tingfeng was right. Lele looks at Mu Tingfeng's cold face in the car and is even more scared. She holds Zhao Fulin's neck and doesn't let go.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Xia zetao's face is rather miserable. President, is it really good for you to be so afraid of you? And what is the tone of your order? President, you really don't scare the president's wife away?

Look at the tangled expression of the president's wife, it's obvious that she is abandoning you! If you go on like this, the president's wife will leave you sooner or later.

In the end, Zhao chose the former in frustration.

However, the rear seat and co pilot, Zhao Yulin rational choice of the latter.

As a result, Xia zetao watched the former president's wife holding the lovely president from the other side to climb into the car and sit beside him. After that, the atmosphere in the car suddenly dropped by N percentage points

Xia zetao shivered and almost didn't dare to look at someone's dark face in the back seat. If you are not polite, you are not polite. If you look again, you really don't have to sleep tonight!

"That, the front... Miss Zhao, it seems a bit crowded for adults and children to sit in the same seat, or..." you can go to the back and sit. The back is so big. What do you say you are going to do with me when you run to the front? Please let go of QAQ!

"No, I think it's good here. I'll just hold Lele."

With Zhao's words, the temperature inside the car dropped a few percentage points again.

Lele also seems to feel the temperature drop in the car, shivering all over, like an octopus, clinging to Zhao Fulin.

"Cold?" Zhao Fulin bumped Lele up and directly wrapped his whole body in his arms.

Seeing this, Mu Tingfeng narrowed his eyes and spat out a sentence: "turn on the heating."

Xia zetao, who was granted amnesty, turned on the heating in the car in a hurry.

The warmth began to spread in the car, and LeLe's face gradually improved.

The neon lights outside the car began to rise little by little, but inside the car was silent.

After a long silence, Mu Tingfeng, who was in the rear seat, took the lead in breaking the silence: "it's not good for such a small child to sit in the front seat."

Zhao Fulin frowned and said, "what's wrong with this man tonight?"? How could he care about a child he had never even looked at before?

"Never mind, I'll protect him."

“……”

Xia zetao is really scared to cry by the strange atmosphere between them. The former president's wife, the president is not concerned about the young master. He is clearly suggesting that you can take your child to the back seat and sit with him!

Seems to feel the collapse of secretary Xia, a slightly abrupt voice sounded in the car, so that a few people in the car are in a daze.

"Lele?" Zhao Fulin looked down in surprise at the little red faced child in her arms.

Lele buries her face on Zhao Fulin's neck and refuses to come out. The whole person is full of Shyness: "Mom, I'm hungry."

Zhao Fulin was stunned. She recalled that apart from eating a little cake and afternoon tea in Duan Yarong's place before the banquet, Lele had just had time to eat a cake, but still could not finish it.

Since he left the Mu family, the little boy has to eat several meals a day. He is round all over and has a large appetite. That little bit of cake where enough for him to eat, this will be estimated to be hungry enough.

In response, Zhao Yulin couldn't help laughing, reached out and patted Lele's little ass, and lovingly asked: "greedy cat, what do you want to eat?"

Zhao Fulin rarely shows a gentle smile in front of Mu Tingfeng. His success makes the man's heart waver, who has been paying attention to the mother and son.

But soon he reflected that the smile on Zhao Fulin's face was not for him, but for the little boy. Mu Tingfeng's face turned black again.

This time, Lele, who was about to drool because of the delicious food, didn't feel the cold air spreading from behind him. Her eyes were bright and she said, "I want cake, fruit cake."

"Good." Zhao Fulin looked up at the street outside the car and politely asked Xia zetao, "can I stop at the pastry shop in front of me?"

Because he just coaxed Lele in a low voice, and his tone didn't turn around for a moment. Zhao Fulin's question was very gentle, which made Xia zetao very flattered.