Chapter 15
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Father Bai didn't manage to chat with Madam Su for long.
It was almost the end of the year, and Su Meixian was very busy.
Father Bai was rushing to finish his work before the end of the year, and he was equally busy. Before he could sit down, someone called him.
Father Bai hung up the phone, but he couldn't bear to put it down.
He looked up at the TV again and muttered to himself, "Am I seeing things or not?"
The next second, the camera flashed and landed on that familiar face.
Father Bai watched as his son held an umbrella and walked into the wind and snow. He jogged all the way and finally threw himself into someone's arms.
Whoa, were boys so intimate these days? Was friendship like this?
Before Father Bai could finish sighing, he heard the person next to him smack his lips and say, "Nowadays, these celebrities have to go on a variety show to show off when a man marries another man. Aren't they shameless?"
Father Bai: "?"
Father Bai: "What?"
"Old Bai, is Old Bai here? President Peng is looking for you! "The person on the other side shouted.
Father Bai stood rooted to the ground. He looked up, adjusted the angle of his glasses, and stared at the screen carefully. The television in this temporary canteen was relatively small, and it was an old model.
Finally … he saw a line of names in the bottom left corner of the television.
Perfect … couple?
What the hell was this?
Father Bai's mind rumbled as if a long line of trains were pressing down on him. He turned around and glared fiercely at the person next to him. "Shut your f * cking mouth. Don't point fingers at others all day!"
That person had never seen Father Bai get angry before, so he was shocked.
"He's not your son. Why are you so anxious?"
He saw that Papa Bai was wearing glasses and didn't look fierce at all. He was about to roll up his sleeves and retort when Papa Bai rolled up his sleeves and stared at the screen. After a few seconds, Papa Bai sneered, turned around, and said fiercely, "I'm going to break his f * cking legs!"
That man was dumbfounded. He instinctively slowed down his steps. His arrogance was dispersed by Father Bai's anger.
He said dryly, "Forget it …"
Bai Shan seemed to be friends with President Peng. Forget it, forget it. I can't afford to offend him.
Father Bai rushed out angrily. When the sun shone outside, the light in front of his eyes swayed, and he calmed down.
Where could he find that man?
She seems to be some big star, right? He seemed to have seen this person act before … called Xi, Xi … Damn it!
Mr. Bai called his wife again.
Su Meixian didn't answer, but she seemed to know what he wanted to ask. She sent a text message over:
[Don't make a fuss and don't do anything rash. Our son is outside, and there are many pairs of eyes watching him. We'll talk about it when he comes back.]
Mr. Bai could only suppress his arrogance.
Angry and frustrated, he squatted down by the roadside, feeling as if his son had been kidnapped.
He picked up his phone, opened the calendar, and counted the days back and forth.
Wait for Lunar New Year … Wait for Lunar New Year … President will be back …
Mr. Bai squeezed his phone hard and transferred five thousand yuan to Bai Qi's account. Then, he followed the person who came to call him to go to Mr. Peng's office.
Money was always needed outside.
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