The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Located in downtown London, the most prosperous area of ​​the Down Group, the headquarters building is very majestic and magnificent.

The president's office is even more magnificent.

Tang Junjie lowered his head and was processing documents when the door was suddenly knocked open with a loud noise. Tang Jun frowned and looked over, only to see Jieli standing at the door with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"You better have a good explanation." Tang Junjie said in a calm voice, then lowered his head and continued to read the document.

Glancing at the little man behind him, Jie Li said, "The young master is here."

When the assistant said young master, Tang Junjie intuitively thought it was Tang Zeheng, raised his head, and stared at the assistant displeased. "Xie Li, I need to remind you that Liu Shanshan and I are already divorced."

Don't be unaware of the news of his divorce with Liu Shanshan. Xie Li is his assistant, and the divorce agreement was also a formality that he and his lawyer went through. It's impossible not to know.

"President, you misunderstood." Jieli was very shrewd, and when he heard that the boss was thinking of the wrong person, he explained: "The young master I am talking about is not Master Tang Zeheng, but..."

"Uncle, you are blocking me." Unwilling to be blocked all the time, the little man protested, ignoring that he interrupted Xieli, trying to get out of Xieli's side. The lunch box in his little hand was safe and secure. carrying.

"I'm sorry, Uncle didn't mean it." Jie Li consciously made way for the little man. Tang Junjie stood up when he heard his voice, strode up to him, and looked at him in disbelief.

"Hello, Uncle Tang." Seeing the person he wanted to see, Lan Dingdu greeted with a smile.

"Hello!" Although in shock, Tang Junjie responded to the child's greeting in time. Why is he here? Where's his mommy? Are you here too? Before he could ask, Tang Junjie looked outside the door.

Jie Li stood by the door. He knew the president well, so he knew what the president was looking at. Unfortunately, the president was doomed to be disappointed because the person the president wanted to see did not come. To fill some of the disappointment in the heart of the president.

Lan Dingdu also found Tang Junjie looking outside, and asked suspiciously: "Uncle Tang, what are you looking at?"

"Didn't your mommy come with you?" Tang Junjie was a little disappointed when he didn't see Qin Rouxue, and at the same time worried about the injury on her forehead.

"No." Lan Dingdu shook his head. Uncle Tang must be very disappointed that Mommy didn't come. After thinking about it, Lan Dingdu explained: "When I went out, Mommy was still sleeping."

"Still sleeping, is she okay?" Hearing what the child said, Tang Junjie's heart sank, thinking whether to call back and ask Dana if Rouxue was really sleeping or in a coma. After all, she His forehead was bruised.

"It's okay, Mommy took care of Daddy last night and didn't sleep well." Lan Dingdu explained with a smile, seeing clearly that Tang Junjie's face became ugly, Lan Dingdu couldn't help wondering where he said it wrong .

"Come in." Not wanting the child to see his gloomy face, Tang Junjie walked to the sofa on the side first, Lan Dingdu blinked, and followed Tang Junjie to the sofa.

"You came alone?" Tang Junjie sat on the sofa, his eyes fell on the lunch box that Lan Dingdu was carrying.

"No, Dana said that I'm a child and it's not safe to go out alone, so she asked her uncle to bring me here." Lan Dingdu replied truthfully, and put the lunch box in his hand on the coffee table. "Uncle, here is my lunch for you."

"Why did you think of bringing me lunch?" Tang Junjie glanced at the lunch box, focusing on the child's immature face.

It's not that he is suspicious, but that Dingdu is too smart and not close to him, so he suddenly brought him lunch for no reason, there must be a purpose behind it.

"Because I want to talk to my uncle." Lan Dingdu replied honestly.

Looking at Lan Dingdu, Tang Junjie couldn't express what he felt, so he turned to tell Jieli. "Ask the secretary to bring a cup of coffee and..."

After a pause, Tang Junjie asked Lan Dingdu. "What do you want to drink?"

"Milk tea." Replying with a smile, Lan Dingdu turned around and climbed onto the sofa to sit down, looking at this magnificent office with big eyes like black grapes.

Tang Junjie glanced at Jieli, who understood, turned around and left the office.

"Do you like this office?" Seeing the child looking at the office, Tang Junjie asked. He was not in a hurry to ask the child what he wanted to talk to him, because whether he asked or not, Dingdu would definitely say it.

Dingdu matured earlier than ordinary children. Although he was only seven years old, he knew what he wanted.

Do you like this office? Why does Uncle Tang ask such a question? Lan Dingdu blinked his big eyes and looked at Tang Junjie puzzled.

"When you grow up, the Tang Corporation will be yours." Looking around the office, Tang Junjie said, "Of course this office will also be yours."

"I don't want it." Lan Dingdu directly refused. "Uncle Tang's office is very spacious and grand. It's bigger than my dad's office in the Lan Group, but I don't want the Tang Group. What I want to inherit in the future is Daddy's Lan Group."

Tang Junjie was a little surprised. Lan Jin knew that Dingdu was not his own, but he still wanted to inherit the Lan Group as Dingdu. What was he thinking?

No matter what Lan Jin was thinking, it was an indisputable fact that Dingdu was Tang Junjie's son.

"Dingdu." Tang Junjie looked at Dingdu seriously. "Lan Jin has raised you for seven years. You treat him as your father. I have no objection. You know that you are my son, but you keep calling me Uncle Tang. I can indulge you, but none of this will change that you are mine." Son fact."

"I know." The little head nodded, and Lan Dingdu also looked at Tang Junjie seriously. "I'm Uncle Tang's son. I haven't thought about changing it, and neither has Daddy. But, Uncle Tang, you will have other children in the future, but Daddy won't. He will always only have me as a child."

"What do you mean?" Tang Junjie frowned, Lan Jin will always have only one child, Dingdu, what a joke.

Lan Dingdu shook his head. "I don't really understand. That's what Uncle Luo Feng told me. He hoped that I wouldn't leave Daddy, because if I leave, Daddy will only be alone."

At the same time, in the bathroom of the villa, Qin Rouxue looked at her red forehead in the mirror, she was very speechless, and secretly scolded herself for being too careless, if Dingdu saw it, the little guy would definitely be worried.

Taking out the foundation in her makeup bag, she applied a thick layer on her forehead, and finally covered the redness. Looking at her masterpiece, Qin Rouxue prayed in her heart, hoping that Dingdu would not find out.

Packing up her makeup bag, Qin Rouxue walked out of the room and went directly to Dingdu's room. She didn't see Dingdu, so she went downstairs to look for it.

Dai Na, who was wiping the dust in the living room, saw her go downstairs, grabbed the rag in her hand, and asked, "Miss is awake?"

"En." Qin Rouxue responded, glanced at the rag in Dai Na's hand, and said, "Dinna, isn't there a special person to clean the house? Take a rest when you have time, don't be too tired."

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired. I have nothing to do, so I just want to wipe the dust or something." Dai Na said with a smile, remembering that the lady hadn't eaten lunch yet, Dai Na asked: "Miss is hungry, I'll go and feed the lady." Get something to eat."

"Okay." Qin Rouxue nodded.

"Miss, wait a moment, I'll get it for you right now." Dai Na smiled and walked towards the kitchen.

Qin Rouxue smiled, remembering that she forgot to ask Dai Na where Dingdu had gone, she also walked towards the kitchen, and then walked into the dining room, and saw that Dai Na happened to bring a plate of fruit to her. "Miss, eat some fruit first."

"Thank you." After taking the fruit plate, Qin Rouxue asked Dana while pinching a piece of apple. "Dina, where did Dingdu go, why didn't I see him?"

"Young Master went to Master Tang's company and delivered lunch to Young Master Tang." Speaking of this, Dai Na smiled gratifiedly and praised: "Young Master is really sensible to know how to be considerate of Daddy and Mommy!"

Ding Du went to deliver lunch to Brother Junjie, how could it be possible? Qin Rouxue widened her eyes in surprise.

"Mommy." The crisp call came, waking up Qin Rouxue who was in horror. As soon as she turned around, the child rushed into her arms and hugged her waist. "I'm so glad you woke up."

"Dingdu." Qin Rouxue held the fruit plate in one hand, put the other on the child's shoulder, and asked softly, "You go to deliver lunch to your Uncle Tang, why don't you call Mommy?"

What Qin Rouxue thought was that Dingdu and brother Junjie were not close, and that she was in the middle, which could ease the tense atmosphere.

"Mommy is sleeping, I don't want to disturb Mommy." Letting go of Qin Rouxue, Lan Dingdu looked up at Qin Rouxue with a small face, and corrected her words seriously. "Also, from today on I won't be called Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang, but Dad."

"What?" Qin Rouxue almost dropped the fruit plate in her hand in horror, but she reacted quickly and caught the fruit plate when it fell, spilling the fruit.

She just took a nap, and Dingdu just went to deliver lunch once, why did everything change, do you want to be so exciting.

What Qin Rouxue didn't expect was that there were more exciting and challenging things waiting for her.

City G, China.

The neon lights illuminated the whole city. In the dress shop, Lan Jin was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the sketch book in his hand page by page.

Two shop assistants stood in the corner, looked at the boss sitting on the sofa, and then looked up at the classical clock hanging on the wall. They were very conflicted. You pushed me, I pushed you, and finally decided the winner by guessing punches. burden.

The clerk who lost in the boxing game, with a bitter face, took a deep breath, put on a sweet smile on his face, walked up to Lan Jin, and said in a very friendly voice: "Boss, it's time to close the shop, are you here?" It’s not time to go home and rest.”

"I have my own measure." Without looking at the clerk, Lan Jin responded lightly.

It's good for you to be modest, but we have to get off work too! The clerk shouted in her heart, but she didn't dare to make a sound. Soon, she heard the boss's deep voice again. "You can all go back, I'll close the shop."

The two shop assistants cheered in their hearts, said good night to Lan Jin very politely, and left with their bags. Finally, Lan Jin was the only one left in the huge shop.