He changed his casual clothes and looked at himself in the mirror in a daze. Clothes are a very magical thing. After he changed his casual clothes, his noble young master's temperament disappeared and he completely changed back to Tang Cheng.
He felt something strange. He tugged Tang Qingge, who was packing things around him, and looked up. "Mommy, I want to wear a small suit and wear that cool."
Tang Qingge didn't look up. "No, we're going home. You want to wear a small suit and buy it for you when Mommy comes home."
"What? Go home?"
Which home?
Oh, oh, he remembered.
I haven't been home for a long time. He has forgotten that this is not his home!
"Yes, I have discussed with the boss. You three will go home with me. When the little candy recovers, you can play together again. This time, the three will go to kindergarten together. How about ah Cheng? Are you looking forward to it?"
Tang Cheng's startled little face was stunned, and his voice rose in a low voice, shocked, "the three of us will go back with you. Do you mean back to the hut with only 100 square meters?"
"Where do I live? Do I have no place to live after I go back?"
As soon as Tang Qingge heard what the boy said, he knew that he was used to being a rich young master. He slapped him on the forehead and woke him up. "I don't think my mother is ugly. I can bear it."
After being slapped in the head, Tang Cheng felt his head and woke up. After a long pause, he finally recognized the truth.
What rich childe, the rich second generation, is a fake. When he goes back with his mother, he has to go to kindergarten.
Tang Cheng watched Tang Qingge throw out all his beloved toys. He only picked up a few small clothes and packed them in his suitcase. He hurried to put away all those toys. His heart was bleeding.
Looking up, Lao Cheng sighed, "Mommy, if we're all gone, what about the cheap dad? Is it bad for us to leave him alone in the villa?"
Tang Qingge's face is expressionless, and he thinks that you shout very well.
"He has agreed to this."
"What?"
"You have only one way to go now, that is to follow me, or you will stay here..."
Before Tang Qingge finished speaking, Tang Chengxian showed his smile.
Then she said to him, "then cut off the mother child relationship with me and choose for yourself."
"..." Tang Cheng swallowed his saliva and asked eagerly, "is there a third way to choose?"
"No."
"All right."
Tang Cheng reluctantly follows Tang Qingge downstairs. As soon as he opens the door of the room, a row of servants are calling for his young master. He smiles, but the next second he sees the suitcase at the door of the villa.
So he couldn't laugh any more.
A senior and a junior are standing in the living room with their suitcases. Fu Bo is distressed to see them. After three months with Tang Cheng, Fu Bo is actually the person who should know that Tang Cheng is not Bo Ye, so when the truth comes out, Fu Bo has only one thing in his mind: that's why. It seems that he should have been.
They are all the young masters of the Bo family, and their palms and backs are full of flesh that he loves. Therefore, before he learned that Tang Cheng was leaving, Fu Bo prepared a lot of things for him, loaded two trucks full, for fear that he would be wronged when he returned home.
Tang Qingge declined, "Uncle Fu, don't use it. You can keep those things. Tang Cheng lived in a foreign country with me since childhood. We only had one meal a day in the most difficult days, but it's over again."
After hearing that, Fu Bo was distressed. Tang Cheng looked at Fu Bo with eager eyes. He almost said that he would have someone drive him to his house.