President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

The little girl's chubby cheeks were raised, and her voice was extremely soft and cute.

Bao Sibai glanced at her with lowered eyes, and there was a dark tide in his deep black eyes, "Sit down."

He didn't answer Song Tuantuan's words, and looked down at the financial magazine in his hand again.

The assistant driving in front said, "Miss, how come you don't even know your father when you go out to play around? Look at this photo, you and Bo Shao are so warm!"

The assistant said, and handed Song Tuantuan the phone.

In the photo, a little girl with twin ponytails stood in front of a tall and handsome man, holding a doll in her hand, so angry that her mouth almost went up to the sky.

Song Tuantuan couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

This is called warmth?Uncle in the front row, is there something wrong with your eyes?

Just as he was about to complain, Song Tuantuan saw the small figure in the corner of the photo again, and suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't that brother!"

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little bit cold.

The assistant quickly took the phone away, with panic and guilt in his tone, "I'm sorry, Young Master Bo, I just wanted to show Miss the photo, but I didn't notice that there was..."

Bao Sibai didn't give the assistant a chance to finish his sentence at all, his eyes darkened a bit, "Go back to Muyuan."

"Yes." The assistant quickly agreed and started the car.

But Song Tuantuan's expression turned serious, and he stared at Bao Sibai next to him with uneasy eyes.

The little girl in the photo looks exactly like her, and the little boy in the corner also looks like her two brothers.

what happened?

Could it be that this handsome uncle who suddenly appeared is really her daddy?

Song Tuantuan thought, looked at Bao Sibai, and said cutely, "Daddy, can you tell me your date of birth?"

"Be quiet." Bao Sibai's expression was still cold.

Seeing that Song Tuantuan was a little aggrieved by his fierceness, a soft place in his heart seemed to be poked, and his tone softened a bit for the first time, "What are you going to do?"

"Let me do a fortune telling for you to see the family relationship between us." Song Tuantuan said.

Hearing this, Pei Yu, the assistant who was driving in front, was immediately happy.

"Miss, when did you learn to count this? Do the math for me too. I was born on April 85, 4. How is my fortune today?"

Song Tuantuan stared at the back of his head seriously for a long time, and finally clicked his tongue, "It's a mess, it seems that Mingtang Ziwei star has fallen, and he will lose a lot of money."

"Hahaha, miss, your calculations are not very accurate. The stock I bought was almost trading at the daily limit in the morning. It is obvious that I want to make a lot of money." Pei Yumei said happily.

I thought to myself, after all, the little lady is only a five-year-old child, how could she be really accurate.

That's just listening to it for fun.

Pei Yu even comforted Song Tuantuan, "Miss can say more good things in the future, so even if it doesn't work, everyone will be very happy to hear it."

Song Tuantuan was not happy anymore, he folded his arms around his chest, and acted like an adult, "You may not believe it, but fate is already doomed."

As soon as the words were finished, Pei Yu's cell phone rang. It was a call from a good brother who invested with him.

As soon as it was connected, there was a scream of ghosts and wolves, "It's over, Pei Yu, the stock that was about to limit its price was found to have a problem, and it has been seized by the court, but an hour before the seizure, I added more shares to both of us." Count, now all 500 million are gone!"