Chapter 1152

Pei Chenyang broke into a cold sweat, walked over with his daughter in his arms, and put his arm around Zhao Mengmeng's shoulder.

"Don't think about it, I don't have an illegitimate child, but an orphanage adopted a child."

"Adopt?" Zhao Mengmeng looked at him in disbelief.

When did he decide to adopt a child? And as his pillow person, he didn't know anything?

In Zhao Mengmeng's heart, at this moment, the waves are turbulent, surging up and down.

Such an important matter, why did Pei Chenyang not discuss it with her?

"Yes, I have planned this for a long time, but I have not acted on it. Today, because of the company's affairs, I went to the orphanage and happened to see a suitable child."

Without noticing Zhao Mengmeng's emotional change at the moment, Pei Chenyang explained the reason for bringing the child back today.

It was an indescribable feeling. Pei's charity work has always been good. Today, on behalf of the company, he went to an orphanage to do activities, and unexpectedly saw that child.

Standing in the crowd, very silent, different from those children who came together.

She looks fair, not pretty, but absolutely pleasing to the eye.

At first glance, Pei Chenyang noticed him.

Of course, the edge of the eyes is one of them, and the child behind has once again shown amazing talent.

He went to visit the children's classroom and saw the little boy's painting, a panorama of the orphanage, which was drawn with exquisite attention to detail. The painting skills and observation ability were not like what a seven-year-old child could draw.

Just like others, at first sight, Pei Chenyang noticed his paintings.

Seeing that he was interested in this painting, the teacher also specifically said that this child has an amazing talent for numbers and art. He has just entered the first grade, and he can complete the arithmetic homework of the fourth grade. Pick up a handful of peanuts, take a look at it, and tell the exact number.

This is the first time Pei Chenyang has seen such a child. This kind of person exists in reality, but he has never seen it.

But, speaking of it later, the teacher sighed again. "The only regret is that this child is slightly autistic and doesn't like to talk."

Pei Chenyang has already developed an interest in this child.

He squatted down in front of the little boy with great interest, "Little guy, I want to take you away, do you want to?"

In the orphanage, being adopted is one of the hopes of many children.

For his words, both the accompanying teachers and the children were extremely shocked.

The only one who was calm was the little boy.

He looked at Pei Chenyang calmly, without any waves in his eyes, nor the excitement of others.

"I'll give you a good living environment and superior conditions. Come with me." Pei Chenyang stood up and looked condescendingly at the little boy who only reached his waist.

He rolled his eyes, just when Pei Chenyang thought he would agree, the little boy pursed his lips, turned around and ran away suddenly.

For others, this is embarrassing Pei Chenyang, which is rejecting Pei Chenyang's proposal.

Everyone, including the teacher, sweated for him.

Pei Chenyang didn't take it seriously, and continued with unfinished activities.

When leaving, he asked the teacher to take him to the little boy's dormitory.

In that dormitory, seeing the innocent little boy, he was in a daze.

"Little guy, let's go." Without his own consent, Pei Chenyang directly brought him back from the orphanage.

What Pei Chenyang wanted has never been unavailable.

Therefore, the seven-year-old boy is not coming out of the room at the moment, on the one hand because he is not familiar with it, and on the other hand, it is because he is angry.

He held Zhao Mengmeng's hand, went upstairs, and comforted her: "You see, he is in the room, and he is a little strange in a new place. But let me say first, this child is really not my illegitimate child." .”

Zhao Mengmeng nodded coldly, passed the stairs, the corridor, and stopped in the room next to the children's room.

The door of the room was closed, and there was no sound in it.

Pei Chenyang gave her a comforting look, walked to the door, and turned the handle gently.

The door was unlocked, and it opened quickly. There was only a small light inside, and it was a bit dark.

"Father, why did you come here? It's so dark." The rabbit in Pei Chenyang's arms shrank his body and flattened his mouth.

Pei Chenyang scratched the little princess's nose, "Come and see my brother, Dad will bring you a brother."

He stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the wall, and the headlight that was originally off turned on with a swipe.

Tutu rubbed his eyes, turned his head, and looked around.

The room is small, with a bed, a desk, a wardrobe, and a stool.

The rest are open spaces, which seem to have very few things.

At first glance, there was no such little boy.

Tutu twisted her body, trying to get off Pei Chenyang.

"Dad, didn't you say you have a brother?" She didn't reject it, and showed a rather interested look.

This is a good sign for Pei Chenyang.

He put his daughter down as he said, "Maybe in a corner, you go find it, Tutu."

The little princess moved her short legs, looked at it, and asked again and again: "Brother, are you playing hide-and-seek with me?"

"Probably."

"Ah, I found it, brother is here." Tutu walked to the balcony, pointed to the boy sitting on the ground, hugging his legs.

The cheerful voice of the little girl came to my ears.

The little boy with his head down subconsciously raised his head.

"Why is brother sitting on the ground? It's so cold outside." Tutu smiled sweetly, and after seeing the big brother's appearance, the smile grew even wider.

The seven-year-old boy has short, broken hair, smooth eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that are as translucent as jewels, very clear and pure.

Zhao Mengmeng pursed her lips and did not say anything.

"Brother, get up, let's go to the room to play." Tutu didn't recognize his life, and stretched out his hand to hold his arm, trying to help him up.

The little boy, named Feng Xiao, stared at the little loli in front of him.

He pursed his lips with a stubborn expression.

"Brother, why don't you talk?" Tutu pouted, a little hurt.

Seeing his daughter being left out in the cold, Pei Chenyang frowned unhappily, "Little guy, this is Tutu, my daughter, your future sister."

younger sister?

He is slightly autistic and doesn't like to talk, but it doesn't mean that Feng Xiao doesn't know what the word sister means.

He blinked, the little loli in front of him didn't disappear, she grinned and looked at him cutely.

Such a fair, penetrating little face, like a little angel in a dream.

"Tutu, come to Dad." Pei Chenyang was very dissatisfied with Feng Xiao's reaction.

If he is indifferent to his daughter, then this person is not worth staying.

"But, brother..."

"Come here, Dad, be obedient." Pei Chenyang frowned even tighter.