Mr. Huo's Expensive Cute Wife

"Yes! It\'s just a client. Don\'t worry. I have my own sense of propriety. You should be busy. " Wen Yu gently patted her on the shoulder.

He said that. After saying goodbye to her daughter, Nian Yaxuan had to follow fawn to leave the company.

Fortunately, her little cotton padded jacket is very obedient and does not stick to people. Otherwise, she will suffer!

At dinner time, a black Rolls Royce slowly stops at the gate of a star rated western restaurant in the city.

The driver got out of the car and opened the back door of the car. From above, a man in an expensive gray suit arranged his clothes at will. He bent down slightly and reached into the car, holding out a girl doll in a pink princess skirt.

The little girl\'s black hair is tied into a little complicated braid, holding a limited edition doll doll in her arms, staring at everything around her curiously with big eyes.

"What a beautiful little princess!" Passers-by couldn\'t help admiring.

"Yes, it\'s really a little princess! Look at her little skirt. I saw it on the official website the day before yesterday. It\'s more than 30000. I can\'t bear to buy it for my children! "

"I want to hold her, I want to pinch her face."

At this time, the man holding the girl didn\'t know what he said to her. The girl, who had no expression, suddenly laughed.

The smile was wonderful, and the crowd exclaimed, "Wow! It\'s so cute. I\'m going to be powdered by a baby ring. "

"Must be her father holding her? They don\'t look like each other very much. It\'s estimated that the child is a little more like his mother, but he is also so handsome and handsome! "

Wenyu has been used to the sensation of diced meat to passers-by. The little guy is really cute. Otherwise, he will be a man who threatens to be a DINK family and keep it in his arms?

Under the leadership of the manager, it is natural to hold the diced meat to the door of the western restaurant.

The restaurant was decorated in luxury, and the Diced Pork was scanned everywhere with big eyes, as if to see if there was anything she could be interested in.

The manager took the two men to a window seat, where a man in a dark suit with a high staple was waiting. When they passed, the man was standing at the window answering and making calls.

Feeling someone behind him, the man turned around, one big and one small came into view.

For the little girl who suddenly appeared, Huo Lingshen was a little stunned. For the first time, he met a client to talk about an important contract with the child.

But take a closer look at the little girl I feel familiar.

Especially that pair of big eyes, he forgot to answer the phone call for a moment, Wen Yu free a hand to shake his hand, he did not notice.

“…… Hello, uncle The Diced Pork suddenly opened his mouth, interrupting Huo Lingshen\'s thoughts.

Realizing that she had lost her manners, Huo Ling gave a deep cough, quickly hung up the phone, and then shook hands with Wen Yu? I\'m sorry. Please have a seat

Wenyu didn\'t mind. He put the diced meat into the baby chair sent by the manager and sat down by himself.

Huo Lingshen then politely responded to the Diced Pork and tried to adjust his facial expression, "hello."

Diced meat shallow smile, "uncle, what\'s your name?"

"My uncle\'s name is Huo Lingchen. How about you?" He has never had the experience of dealing with children, so Huo Lingshen tried to play down his tone.

Wen Yu watched the scene, did not interrupt, quietly told the manager to let the two-star Michelin chef from France to make some special dishes.

When the manager left, Huo Ling asked, "your daughter?"

Wen Yu shook his head. "My daughter, Mr. Huo. Nice to meet you. Sorry to keep you waiting." In fact, it was the first time for the two men to meet, but Huo Lingshen\'s attention was completely attracted by the Diced Pork. After a few words with the diced meat, the two men began to exchange greetings formally.

"Mr. Wen is very kind. I just arrived." His voice dropped, and his eyes fell on the little girl beside him. The little girl saw Huo Ling looking at her, revealing two rows of neat and white teeth, "uncle, hug..."

Huo Lingchen, "..."

Before he came, Wen Yu thought about the nature of father and daughter, but he didn\'t expect that the Diced Pork, who always did not like strangers, would be so active to Huo Lingshen It\'s amazing.

Looking at Huo Lingchen, she seemed to have no way to deal with it. Wen Yu explained to him, "it seems that the butcher likes Mr. Huo very much. She never takes the initiative to meet strangers. She is even stingy with a smile. We are all curious about how a two-year-old baby can be so cold. I didn\'t expect to see Mr. Huo so active, Mr. Huo Try hugging? "

Huo Lingchen, "..." He has never been in contact with children. Even Han Xiao\'s son can give him a faint smile, which is the limit. Now let him hold a girl doll

It\'s harder than getting him to talk about a contract worth hundreds of millions.

But the expectation in the girl\'s eyes made him unable to refuse. Huo Lingchen took out the wet towel beside him and wiped his hands.

Then, when Wenyu is about to give up and the Diced Pork is a little disappointed, the man stands up from his position, approaches the Diced Pork and carefully holds her out of the baby chair.Rouding happily put the doll aside, put his hands around Huo Ling\'s neck, and took the initiative to print a kiss on Huo Lingshen\'s cheek.

Huo Lingchen, "..."

With such a gentle kiss, Huo Lingshen felt that her heart was soft "Your name is diced pork?" With the diced meat in, the man who always takes work as the main task begins to try to chat with the little girl.

Pork sitting on Huo Ling\'s heavy legs, raised his head and seriously told him, "uncle, I quietly tell you that my name is evening Ding, and my nickname is diced meat."

Late Ding? Diced meat? What kind of wonderful parents can give such a cute girl such a personality name?

Wen Yu poured the red wine to two people and interposed appropriately, "a normal two-year-old child can only speak some simple words, while the Diced Pork can not only speak coherent language, but also speak spoken English, with high IQ. It is estimated that he will imitate her father!" He doesn\'t think that such a high intelligence quotient of diced meat can imitate that stupid girl of Nian Yaxuan.

Huo Ling raised her eyebrows. He remembered that Han Xiao\'s son had not said such a coherent language when he was two years old. He thought he had made a mistake in remembering, "meat Ding, great! But why do you call it diced meat

Such a lovely girl, even if called a sugar bean, sweet, round, flat It feels better than diced meat.

The diced meat puffed his cheeks, "I said numbly, I don\'t like Eat meat, she to let me more If you have some meat, you can change my name to Diced Pork

Listen carefully to the language expression of Diced Pork, or pause a few times when speaking long sentences. The child is still a child