Tang Siyu really knows what it means to be shameless. Inexplicably, her anger in her heart is rising again and again. However, if she wants to say anything, she is poor in words, so she has to hum, "give me my son back."

"Follow me." He opened his mouth coldly, and the tall body took the lead to step out of the door of the rest room.

Behind her, Tang Siyu tolerates all emotions. Now she just wants to see her son.

She clenched her fist and stared at the back of the man in front of her angrily. She followed him and came to a luxurious reception room. Xing liehan opened the door gently. Tang Siyu rushed in first from his side.

See her baby son standing in the spacious hall, holding a remote control clamor, is remote control of a cool little sports car, running around the room.

Hearing the noise at the door, he turned around and saw Tang Siyu directly. He ran over excitedly holding the remote control. "Mommy, you're here." Tang Siyu immediately hugged his son, and the heart that had been hanging fell down peacefully. He lowered his head and stroked his little head. Next second, the little guy raised his head from her arms and looked at the man walking in. He smiled and called out, "Daddy

Xing lie's cold face was full of strong father's love. Tang Siyu looked up and saw his smile. She immediately held her son. "Xiaoxi, we should go back."

"Mommy, does daddy come home with us?" Little guy looks up at daddy, expecting daddy to go back together.

Although Tang Siyu wanted to tell her son not to recognize the father, she couldn't bear to give her son a little heart and paint a dark color. She forced out a smile, "he is very busy. Let's go back. Your mother is coming back tonight."

Xing liehan said to the little guy, "Xiaoxi, go back first. Daddy will find you soon."

"Daddy, you must come to me!" Tang Yixi smiled expectantly at him.

"Certainly." Xing liehan agrees to his son. He picks up the little sports car on the ground and hands it to the little guy, "take it home to play."

"Well, thank you daddy." The little guy happily hugs the little sports car. Tang Siyu doesn't look at the man either. He takes his son and goes out.

Xing liehan steps out with him. The little guy looks back and waves goodbye to him several times. Tang Siyu's delicate figure and steps seem to be on the run.

When the elevator door was closed, Xing liehan's eyes immediately showed a sense of loss. Unexpectedly, the meeting with his son ended so briefly.

Xing liehan's sword eyebrows can't help tightening. Five years ago, he got on the wrong person, and this kind of Wulong thing will happen.

However, five years ago, chagrin also happened. Now, what he cares about is how to get the son's love and trust, and how to plan for his custody in the future.

"Mr. Xing, you just let me go?" Han Yang asked in surprise. "Otherwise?" Xing liehan now knows that it's impossible to rob his son. His son's intelligence and thoughts have been formed. If he snatches his son in a barbaric way, he will not get his son's favor, but will hurt their original sense of vulnerability.

Now, he doesn't rush to grab it. The most important thing for him is to find the opportunity to have a father son relationship with his son. In this way, if his son grows up, he may choose to live with him.

Tang Siyu takes his son back to Suxi's house in a taxi. On the way, Tang Siyu wants to teach his son several times, so that he can't go with others in the future. However, her heart is soft, and she can't help it. Before he didn't go to kindergarten, his son had nothing to do with him. However, when he arrived at the school, he looked at the pictures of the father picking up the children every day. The little guy couldn't lead him away several times. His big eyes flashed with longing and envy, which was Tang Siyu's most painful

point. The son has no father, which will make him feel inferior in school!