The little guy cried and sat on the sofa, sobbing and listening to his mother's words.
Beside him, Wei Aihua was holding a bowl and a spoon and feeding him to his mouth.
The little guy pursed his lips, but he just didn't eat, and lay on the sofa, crying loudly.
Gu Nuanxi felt distressed when she heard this, "Sister-in-law, then I'll go home."
"Don't come back, Chen Shao is on the way back."
Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.
Jiang Chenshao was about to eat at noon when he received a call from home. As soon as the meal was put on the coffee table, he went out. Assistant He was surprised, "President, where are you going?"
"Shanjun is making trouble at home and doesn't have to eat, so I'll go back."
Jiang Chenshao did not receive a call from home on the road. When he arrived home, he saw that his baby son was holding his cell phone and cried with his mother there.
As soon as Jiang Chenshao appeared, the little guy threw away his cell phone, raised his little face, raised his little fleshy arm, and cried for his father to hug him.
Jiang Chenshao picked up the child, and Wei Aihua quickly called Gu Nuanxi, "Nanxi, go for dinner. Chenshao is back, don't worry."
"Oh OK." Gu Nuanxi could usually hear her husband's concern and ask her, but she didn't hear it today. She felt a little disappointed and a little aggrieved, "Why doesn't my husband care about me anymore?"
Jiang Chenshao held his clingy son and let him lie on his shoulder and sobbed.
After crying for a while, Jiang Chenshao took his son to the restaurant, took a bowl and spoonful, and fed him to a spoonful. "Why did you start to be disobedient? I think your parents are on a hunger strike?"
The little guy opened his mouth and was obediently fed by his father.
"Like your mother, I'm angry with me and don't eat any food."
The little guy opened his mouth and took another bite.
Gu Nuanxi reappeared in the lounge, Duan Ying and Cui Zhengjun were almost finished eating, "Nanxi, yours are almost cold, eat it quickly."
Gu Nuanxi sat down absent-mindedly and started eating with chopsticks.
At noon, Jiang Chenshao coaxed his son and was about to leave. The little guy lay on the ground and chased him and cried.
Jiang Chenshao couldn't bear it, so he walked back, lifted the little meat pier on the ground and carried it to the car.
"Chen Shao, Shan Jun lets go home, you go to work." Wei Aihua said.
The father was soft-hearted, Jiang Chenshao wiped his son's tears and replied, "No rush for business, I'll take him to the company, and my sister-in-law is also resting at home."
Crying baby went to Jiang's group again. As soon as he entered the hall, he seemed to be coming to work by himself, and excitedly waved his arms to say hello to everyone.
My little mouth was so whispering that I didn't know what I was saying.
Passers-by waved to the "little president".
Jiang Chenshao looked at his lively son who followed him out and hugged him in his arms with a pampered smile.
When he arrived at the office, he threw him on the ground, and Jiang Chenshao ignored it.
After a while, Assistant He came out and asked Jiang Chenshao, "President, you asked me to check the stars. The concert tickets were 12,000 yuan a year ago. This is too difficult to check. Some scalpers are soaring, and they sell one for a few thousand yuan.
Twenty thousand, too many variables, and I can't find out."
Jiang Chenshao raised his hand and pressed his nose, his mind was elusive, "Go to check all Jiang Momo's social software, from high school to freshman year end."