Not long after Gu Zheng finished the call, he heard several unrestrained screams coming from the backyard.
Gu Zheng touched Tang Xiao's arm and whispered, "Protect yourself."
“???”
Tang Xiao was completely confused, but he didn't expect that one of his fanatical fans was running towards him at the speed of a 100-meter sprint!
Even without seeing the person, I can feel his importance!
Suddenly, Tang Xiao was hugged by the other party, and he even wondered if he had a herniated disc.
"Ah, Tangtang! Tangtang! Alive! So exciting! Wuuwuwu..."
Tang Xiao was almost suffocated, while Gu Zheng was standing beside him, pursing his lips and laughing secretly, watching the excitement in front of him leisurely.
Tang Xiao was furious: "You're still watching the show? Quick, get this thing out of the way!"
Gu Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pulled Wei Siming away: "Be more normal, your Tang Tang is almost suffocating to death."
Wei Siming was both excited and apologetic: "I'm sorry, Tang Tang is right in front of me, I, I'm about to pass out from happiness."
Gu Zheng looked helpless: "I never thought that the iron-willed Chef Wei would actually be a fan of such a conceited and irritable idol."
"Shut up!"
Tang Xiao and Wei Siming glared at Gu Zheng in unison, clearly dissatisfied with the words "conceited and aggressive."
"Okay, enough rambling. Let me introduce you. This is Wei Siming, the head chef at Zhengxiang Pavilion. This is Tang Xiao. Ah Wei should be very familiar with you."
"Of course." Wei Siming smiled and narrowed his eyes, "I'm a fan of Tang Tang's dad."
"..." Tang Xiao's steps trembled, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he asked, "What powder are you talking about?"
Wei Siming glanced at Tang Xiao and said, "Baby, Daddy loves you."
"I... vomit!" Tang Xiao died almost in a second.
Most of his fans are girlfriends, sisters, and aunts. What the hell, he's a grown man who's almost 30 years old, but he still has dads?
He glanced at Wei Siming, a short guy of 1.7 meters tall, with a round face that had dimples when he smiled. He looked like a kid in his twenties.
Treat him as a tool, are you sure he is not a fool sent by the enemy?
"Being my brother is possible, but being my father? Are you a hater trying to take advantage of me?"
"That's impossible! I'm the vice president of the fan club, so I'm a genuine die-hard fan." Wei Siming patted his thin chest muscles and sighed, "This damn fatherly love is like a mountain."
"..." Tang Xiao realized that if he continued talking to this man, one day he would be sent away alive.
Forget it, as an idol, you have to be generous.
"Gu Zheng, hurry up, my baby is hungry." Tang Xiao picked up Yun Nuan and winked at her, indicating that they should leave this dangerous place quickly.
Unexpectedly, Wei Siming got excited again: "Wow, Tangtang, you actually have a baby? Should she call me grandpa then..."
Wei Siming looked at the little kid in Tang Xiao's arms. When he met those lively eyes, the last word "Master" was instantly choked in his throat.
He was completely stunned, his legs unconsciously going weak and he was about to kneel down.
His eyes were filled with excitement, almost tears, as if he had finally gotten the result after a thousand years of waiting.
Little ancestor?
Oh my god, what luck I have today.
His Tang Tang is here, and the big boss he has been waiting for, Tianming, is here too!
The white tiger in Yun Nuan's arms sensed the other's burning gaze, stretched, and woke up.
When I saw the person in front of me, I was almost scared to death.
"Meow?! Meow?"
Oh my god, isn’t this that brat Siming?
Why did he come here?
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