Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Hearing the children calling each other 'mother', Xiong Peisheng naturally understood that this was Xiong Miao's child.    

He showed a kind expression and said, "I am not a bad person. I am your grandfather. What are your names?"    

The two little fellows did not know the person in front of them, so they naturally would not obediently call him grandfather. They raised their little heads and looked towards Xiong Miao, waiting for her reply.    

Xiong Miao held a child with one hand and passed them all to Aunt Soong," Aunt Soong, take them back first. "    

"Mommy."    

"Mommy."    

Bear and Xiong Mama did not want to separate from Mommy. They had just met Mommy.    

"Mommy has something to do now. She will go upstairs to play with you in a while. Be obedient." Xiong Miao comforted.    

Aunt Soong also said, "Your mother wants to talk to the guest about some things now. Let's go upstairs and wait for her, okay?"    

"Okay." Although Bear felt wronged, she still pouted and said okay.    

Mama also agreed.    

Aunt Soong then led them upstairs.    

"Miaomiao, actually I have something to talk to you about." Xiong Peisheng chased her away with a kind face to avoid making things difficult for her.    

Xiong Miao keenly heard the hidden meaning behind Xiong Peisheng's words and could not help but squint her eyes. At the same time, her brain was working rapidly.    

"Let's go to the park opposite the community and talk about it." Xiong Miao suggested. She naturally would not let Xiong Peisheng go to her house.    

Xiong Peisheng finally waited for Xiong Miao's affirmative answer. He did not care about the location and nodded in agreement.    

Seeing Xiong Peisheng turn around and walk in front of her quickly, Xiong Miao revealed a trace of emotion. She frowned and combed her coat before following him.    

This morning, she randomly took an unknown brand of rice coat from the coat room that Zhan Yeling prepared for her and wore it on her body.    

It was the beginning of winter at the end of autumn. Xiong Miao, who was walking quickly, combed her thin coat, and a very impatient feeling arose in her heart for no reason.    

She looked up at the park not far away. It was located in the bustling area. Even though the weather was very cold, the park was still full of blooming flowers.    

However, such beautiful colors could not make Xiong Miao feel better.    

Sighing slightly, Xiong Miao tidied her mood and walked towards the person who was already sitting on the park bench waiting for her.    

Xiong Peisheng had just sat down when he saw Xiong Miao slowly walking over. For a moment, he was somewhat constipated.    

Although Xiong Miao already had a pretty face when she was very young, after these few years of polishing, she was actually becoming more and more beautiful and moving. The temperament around her had a contradicting tenacity.    

Just as Xiong Peisheng was in a daze, Xiong Miao had already arrived in front of him and looked at him in confusion.    

Seeing this, Xiong Peisheng recovered his senses and quickly said, "Quickly sit down."    

As he spoke, Xiong Peisheng moved his body to the right side of the bench, giving Xiong Miao half a seat.    

Seeing her father looking up at her, Xiong Miao could not help but pause and finally sat down obediently.    

Just as Xiong Miao sat down, Xiong Peisheng could not wait to start the small talk. "Miaomiao, you have become more and more beautiful these few years! Especially when you wear a branded coat, you can even compare to those socialites' daughters!"    

Hearing Xiong Peisheng's seemingly sincere praise, Xiong Miao was in a trance for a moment and even began to doubt her own judgment.    

Could it be that the reason he came to find her today was not for anything else but to see her, this daughter of his?