The little girl stared blankly at the sad-looking man in front of her.
Tang Xuan touched Xiaobao's head and said, "Your mother loves you very much."
When the little girl came back to her senses, she hesitated and asked, "Was mom killed?"
Tang Xuan asked her: "Why do you ask like this?"
"Because I find it strange," Xiao Naibao looked at him and said, "You never tell me about your mother, and..."
"Elder brother can't find out anything about mom," the little girl said, her eyes slightly lowered, and her thick eyelashes hid the emotion in her eyes.
Because of what happened a few times before, Xiao Naibao knew that his mother was not an ordinary person, but a mysterious master.
When Wuwei lived in the Tang family villa, she once asked her senior brother to check on her mother's affairs.
Wuwei also agreed.
The little girl knows that her mother knows demons and ghosts, and according to her uncles and aunts, her mother is a very powerful person.
However, for such a powerful person, the special management department where the eldest brother worked could not find any information about his mother.
The special management department is a national agency that specializes in registering special talents and special species and solving special events.
Logically speaking, as a mysterious master, Bai Weiwei has been active in Haicheng for a period of time. The special management department in Haicheng should have news about her, but there is no information there.
Wuwei told Xiao Naibao straightforwardly that there was only one possibility for this situation. Bai Weiwei's existence had been erased by someone. That person had erased all information about Bai Weiwei. As for why that person did this, he couldn't figure it out for the time being. clear.
Xiao Nai Bao felt it was strange. Although she wanted to ask Tang Xuan, the latter's mood had been unstable. As a sensible and considerate child, Xiao Nai Bao did not ask him.
But now that Tang Xuan said goodbye, Xiao Naibao felt that this was an opportunity.
"Death?" Tang Xuan murmured these two words with a dazed expression, "If that's the case, that would be great."
The little girl who heard his words clearly said: "Huh?"
Tang Xuan's face was filled with pain and remorse. He covered his face with his hands, "I killed her."
The pupils of the little milk bag shrank slightly, what?
"Ugh!" Tang Xuan squatted on the ground, covered his head with his hands and groaned in pain.
"Dad," Xiao Naibao was startled and subconsciously reached out to support Tang Xuan, who was on the verge of collapse.
The moment her hand came into contact with Tang Xuan, the dim bloody world rushed into her mind crazily:
That dim bloody world was dead and desolate.
There were two figures in the center of the world. Xiao Naibao recognized the person half-kneeling on the ground as Tang Xuan.
He was holding a beautiful woman with long black hair and fair skin. Her silver dress was stained red with blood.
Tang Xuan hugged her and cried in pain, "Weiwei, don't die, don't leave me and my daughter, don't leave us."
"I..." The woman's trembling hands touched Tang Xuan's face. Due to excessive blood loss, she spoke intermittently: "I don't want to...die, I want to...live..."
Tang Xuan's desperate screams echoed in the air: "Ah!!!"
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"Tangtang!" A serious voice sounded.
The warm hand grabbed the slightly cold hand of the small milk bag, isolating the contact between her and Tang Xuan.
The little girl came back to her senses and looked blankly at Wuwei, who was standing next to him with a serious expression, "Big, senior brother?"
"Don't cry, it's okay," Wuwei stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears on Xiao Naibao's face with his fingertips.
Little Milk Bag: Huh?
She blinked, cold tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
The little girl touched her face and realized she was crying. She remembered something: "Dad?"
Tang Xuan on the other side had been helped up by Secretary Li, and his face was extremely pale.
The little girl was very worried: "Dad, are you okay?"
She wanted to step forward, but Wuwei stopped her movement, and the little girl looked at him in confusion.
Wuwei touched her head, looked at Tang Xuan, and asked warmly: "Mr. Tang Xuan, what do you think?"
Tang Xuan put one hand on his forehead, "I'm fine, thank you."
He looked at the worried little girl, tugged at the corner of his mouth to comfort her and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Are you really okay?" Little Milk Bag looked up at him and asked.
Tang Xuan nodded, his eyes unblinking. The former looked at her for a while and then looked away: "I have to catch a flight, so I have to go."
The little face with chubby breasts is bulging.
She is angry, her father is lying, something is obviously wrong.
"Dad..." Little Milk Bag wanted to say something.
Wuwei suddenly said: "Mr. Tang Xuan, have a nice trip."
Tang Xuan nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll leave it to you to take care of Tangtang."
The ignored little milk bag: "I..."
"Tangtang," Tang Xuan called Xiao Naibao, bent down, and placed his warm and generous palm on Xiao Naibao's head. He said in a solemn tone: "I will talk to you again after I finish working for this period of time. Can we talk about your mother?"
The little girl was stunned. She looked at Tang Xuan's apologetic face and lowered her head: "Okay, go to work quickly."
This was against her will. Before, she always thought her father was handsome when he was at work. Now she thinks his father is not handsome when he is busy at work.
Tang Xuan touched her head and said, "Sorry."
"Dad is gone," Tang Xuan said.
The little girl pursed her lips and said nothing.
Upon seeing this, Tang Xuan retracted his hand, stood up straight, and turned away under Secretary Li's worried eyes.
Xiao Naibao held Wuwei's hand tightly and watched Tang Xuan move away step by step.
"Dad..." Her lips moved, but in the end she didn't say what she wanted to say.
Tang Xuan's figure disappeared around the corner.
Wuwei bent down and picked up the little milk bag: "Let's go back too."
Wuwei sent the baby back to the hotel room, handed the baby to Mingyuetong and left.
He also has to go to work.
When the little girl heard the word "work", she became even more unhappy.
Tang Ying, who was standing next to her, noticed her condition and cautiously approached her and asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
The little girl hugged a soft pillow and said angrily: "From today on, I hate adults who have to go to work."
Tang Ying:? ? ?
Xiao Naibao told him the general story of the incident, "That dream was not quite right, and dad obviously looked very uncomfortable and had to go to work."
Tang Ying: "But all the adults have to work. If the adults don't work, we children won't be able to go to school, eat, and have no house to live in. We will have to live on the streets."
Little milk bag:......
It makes perfect sense and cannot be refuted.
Although she understood the reasons, she was still very angry.
The little girl hugged the pillow in her arms glumly.
Ming Yuetong, who had been silent next to him, saw this and said calmly, "You are not angry with your father, you are angry with yourself."
