The little ball crawled out from behind the door and followed behind Song Xingzhou, tilting his head with great curiosity.
This poor pronunciation caused Song Xingzhou to shake his head: "No, no, it's Shudao, not Shudao."
The cub stopped with an embarrassed look on his face, holding his head and repeating word by word with difficulty: "Shu... Shu... Shudao?"
She blinked, confused, and followed him, clattering along, asking in a childish voice, "What do you mean?"
When it comes to his professional field, Song Xingzhou straightened his body and smiled contemptuously without turning his head. "Psychological counseling is a professional skill. In short, it is to understand the cause of the patient's illness through verbal communication and provide guidance for patients with psychological disorders and anxiety."
Little Tuanzi nodded in confusion, running to Song Xingzhou's side and tugging at his white coat. His little voice was a little anxious: "Is there something wrong with Daddy? Is Daddy sick?"
When talking about this, Song Xingzhou became interested. He shrugged and said excitedly: "Your father? Your father has a big problem! Your father!"
"Don't you see who your father is? Your father is a notorious person in the upper class..."
He seemed to feel something was wrong, paused, and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.
He saw a chubby little baby looking up at him with his fair and tender face without blinking.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhuzhu anxiously tugged at Song Xingzhou's white coat again: "What's wrong with daddy?"
Song Xingzhou narrowed his eyes.
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
He picked up Tuanzi, put his big head close to it and started sucking hard.
Five seconds later, the man raised his face, a face that looked completely bewildered and confused, and said in a strangled voice: "Oh~ Dad, what can happen to me? Baby, you care about me too much~"
President Bo, who had been wanting to show off his daughter, could no longer sit still. He stood up, strode forward, snatched his daughter away, and stuffed her into his arms. He had a stern face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Take your claws away! Stay away from my daughter."
Song Xingzhou was robbed of the fat baby and was very unhappy. He subconsciously yelled back: "Why should I take it? Do you think she is your daughter..."
He realized it later and seemed to feel that something was wrong: "Wait!"
Song Xingzhou's eyes darted between Zhuzhu and Bo Yanzhou, and he finally exclaimed with a distorted expression, "What did you say? She's your daughter!???"
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