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Chapter 62 Young Master Yun with a Broken Heart

"My dear baby, if you don't lose Golden Doudou, if you don't want to recognize your father, we won't recognize you. Grandma will hug you."

Seeing the little ball bending into a little ball, Mrs. Xuan's heart ached. She quickly put the good boy into her arms, rocking her and coaxing her.

General Xuan ignored his majesty, touched Xiao Tuantuan's little head, grinned widely and said:

"Grandpa's dear baby, look at grandpa turning you into a big tiger, ah-"

"Hehehe, grandpa has turned into a big tiger."

The little ball curled up finally burst into laughter, stretched out its little paws and feet, sat on Mrs. Xuan's lap, and happily slapped the little chubby hand.

A group of people shook their heads, scratched their little paws, and puffed out their small mouths at Old General Xuan: "Tangtang is a small brained axe, oohoo——"

Xuan Mo, who was full and full, picked up a wilted green vegetable and put it into Su Qingyun's bowl: "My condolences."

The angry young master said: "..."

General Xuan looked over with a smile: "Boy of the Su family, don't be anxious about this matter. Maybe when the good boy grows up and becomes sensible, he will be able to accept you."

Su Qingyun: "..."

She is six years old now. How old will she be? How long will it take?

Is this comfort, or is this a stab at something?

He followed the green vegetable and looked at Xuan Mo: "She was also like this when she came to you?"

"That's not true."

Xuan Mo pondered for a moment: "I was on the General's stage at that time, and Tangtang ran all the way into my arms and asked me, 'Tangtang is back, is daddy happy?'"

Su Qingyun: "..."

A knowing blow.

Is it right for you to talk so much nonsense at this time? Ahhhhh!

"Oh, by the way," Xuan Mo still pinched Xiao Tuantuan's young face, his eyes were soft, "Little thing, you asked me if I like her?"

The little Tuantuan crawled back from his grandfather's arms to his grandmother's arms, raised his little face, shook his hands twice and said, "General, daddy, do you like Tangtang?"

Xuan Mofeng's eyes were filled with a warm smile: "I like it. The general's father likes Tangtang the most."

"laugh."

Su Qingyun: "..."

Poof, another stab.

Xuan Ning was afraid that he was not dead, so he took another stab at leisurely:

"When my brother came back and I went to pick them up, Sugar Baby directly thrust into my arms and said to me, 'Auntie is so beautiful and I like Tangtang so much.' That was the day you kicked Sugar Baby off the lantern."

Su Qingyun: "..."

If he could go back to that day, how could he call her "Little Wild Monkey" again and cause trouble for her one after another?

He must have snatched it home, held it in his hand and coaxed her. She was so cute, so adorable, and could turn into an axe. Could it be that she was his daughter at first glance?

The mood is broken.

He gritted his teeth and glared at Xuan Mo: "When Tangtang came back, why didn't you tell me that I am also her father, and I have a share in raising her!"

Xuan Mo rolled his eyes at him: "On the day I went to Yunwu Mountain to pick her up, I sent two letters to the capital. Among them was the Su Mansion, asking which of you wanted to raise a child. Didn't you read it?"

Su Qingyun: "...and, this matter?"

Xuan Mo made a farewell gesture: "Then you go back and read."

Su Qingyun slapped the table: "If I don't go back, will you let me in once I go back? I'm going to watch my daughter."

Xuan Ning clicked his tongue twice: "It's as if your daughter recognizes you."

Su Qingyun's heart was already dug into a hornet's nest, and she looked eagerly at the little dumpling holding the big meatball and gnawing at it.

The little head is round, the eyes are big, the nose is small, the mouth is tender, and the smile is like a little flower.

How could such a cute little sweetie be a little wild monkey? He was so cruel to her because he was blind.

Gongziyun began to doubt life.

After dinner, the little girl took her grandmother's big hand and ran back to her small yard, followed by the maid who brought snacks.

Su Qingyun saw the right opportunity, took the snacks and leaned over: "Tang Xiaoguai..."

Boom.

Xiaotuanzi closed the door hard from the inside, almost slapping his face flat: "Go away, you big bad guy!"

Su Qingyun squatted silently at her daughter's door, hanging her head and drawing circles on the ground: "Tang Xiaobao, I am really your father..."

No one paid attention to him, not even the insects in the yard stopped barking.

After a while, he weakly patted the door: "Tang Xiaoguai, can daddy tell you a story?"

Still no one paid attention to him.

He started talking to himself: "Once upon a time, there was a poor father who wanted to recognize his daughter, so he took a plate of... what kind of cake is this and came to the door of his daughter's room..."

His mouth was dry as he talked, and Tang Xiaoguai didn't even respond.

Gongziyun had never felt so miserable. He hugged his knees silently, guarded a plate of cakes, and fell asleep in the small courtyard.

Xuan Ning couldn't stand it anymore and asked someone to carry him out and send him back to the Su Mansion.

Early the next morning, for the first time, Xiao Tuantuan did not put on her white shorts to practice seven kills.

Xuan Mo had a gloomy face and strode into Xiao Tuantuan's room.

The little ball on the bed arched into a big bulge, hugging all the corners of the quilt and not letting anyone touch it.

Xuan Mo frowned, lowered his tone and touched his bulging bag: "Tangtang, daddy is here, don't be afraid, tell daddy what's wrong."

The bulging bag twisted twice and said dullly: "Tangtang, don't go out. Tangtang is hidden in the big mushroom and no one can see it."

"Why does Tangtang hide in the mushroom and not come out? What should I do if it gets stuffy?"

"There's a bad guy out there who always calls Tangtang his daddy."

Xuan Mo laughed angrily: "Last night, the bad guy was beaten away by your Aunt Ning. Come out quickly."

The bulge deflated a little, and a white and tender little claw stretched out: "Really?"

Xuan Mo touched her paw: "Really, let's come out and take a look, okay?"

The frightened little ball popped out of the bulging bag little by little, shaking its little head and looking left and then again.

Well, it's the general's father.

It's great that there isn't that golden bad guy pretending to be dad.

Bang, a lively and agile group jumped into Xuan Mo's arms: "Tangtang is up, she's going to kindergarten, isn't General Daddy happy?"

Xuan Mo hugged the fleshy ball: "...happy, very happy."

According to this development, Su Qingyun will never get her daughter back in her lifetime.

I didn't see the golden bad guy pretending to be a father, and the lively little ball was almost flying.

When he arrived at the entrance of the junior high school, he climbed down from the back of the wind and waved his paws to say goodbye to Xuan Mo: "Tangtang is gone. I will always think about the general."

Xuan Mo's eyes were full of tenderness: "Watch the road and run carefully."

The two little dumplings entered the Chongwen Museum together. Who knew that there was a golden lump lurking at the gate.

Su Qingyun didn't know when she appeared, smiling so much that her features almost moved: "Tang Xiaobao, daddy is here."

Xiao Tuantuan, whose eyes widened in an instant, pushed up Yan Gui's wooden wheelchair, spread his short legs and rushed straight into Chongwen Hall:

"Brother Yan Gui, run quickly, the bad guy who goes everywhere to recognize his father is here again!"
Chapter completed!
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