Chapter 8 He, not so good

Their father is the president? How... Is that possible? The smile on the staff's face disappeared immediately. "Children, Dad can't recognize it indiscriminately, obey, tell your aunt, your mother's phone, aunt calls her to pick you up." The staff whispered. "Auntie, isn't our appearance enough to explain everything?" Ou Zichen said wittily. Looking at his handsome little face, which seemed to be exactly the same as his own president, the staff froze. Are they really the children that the president has been hiding? This... This is big news? But I've never heard of it. The aristocratic temperament and domineering inadvertently revealed by the two children are no different from those of their own chief executive. "Please... Please wait a moment." The staff did not dare to delay and immediately called the president's office. Kung Fu is not big, Qing Yuxuan's close-fitting special aid Jiannan came to the front of the two brothers and sisters. "Special uncle, can we go in?" Ou Zichen's face was calm, and Kuropupil, who was as cold as the moon, looked at Jiannan's eyes full of scrutiny without fear. When did the young master leave a'seed 'outside? Isn't he the one who hates contact with women? Jiannan, who had been with Qing Yuxuan for many years, was full of surprise and quickly took his two children to Qing Yuxuan's office. Two children walked into Qing Yuxuan's office. Yes, the decoration is tasteful. After scanning everything in the office, Ou Zichen fell on Qing Yuxuan with his big eyes flashing with wisdom. Father and son's eyes collided in the air. Well trained, courageous. The two treasures looked at themselves fearlessly. Qing Yuxuan's slightly raised thin lips raised a smile of evil spirit. "Brother, he is the biological father? It's too different from what I imagined, not so good." District Zibei milk sound milk air way. Ou Zichen nodded his head and completely agreed with his sister. "It's really not so good. I'm disappointed." The dialogue between brother and sister, like no one's watching, startled Jiannan, who was standing next to her. Qing Yuxuan's dark eyes were stained with a smile. He walked directly to the two children. The eyes of father and son collided in the air. Qing Yuxuan's thin lips are slightly opened. "Your mother protected you very well. I didn't know your existence until six months ago. Now do you want your mother to live a human life from now on? Is it highly respected by everyone?" In the low voice, mixed with a trace of calculation. "I don't want to." The two little babies are in unison, and there is a trace of disdain on their lovely little faces as delicate as dolls. No? Qing Yuxuan unexpectedly picked Yingting's knife-shaped eyebrows. He sat gracefully on the sofa next to him, looking at the two treasures like a king. "Give me a reason, a reason to come here to find me." District Zichen smiled. "Although you are not RMB, everyone can't like it, but... for the sake of providing a'seed ', we still need to talk to you." As Qu Zichen spoke, he took out a small notebook full of handwriting from his small schoolbag and put it directly in front of Qing Yuxuan. "The living expenses of Beckham and I over the past few years, as well as the cost of Beckham's surgery, plus your compensation for your mother's mental loss and not appearing in front of my sister and me for so many years, have not allowed us to enjoy the compensation for our father's love. The total is... 80 million. You can write a check or cash." Ou Zichen said solemnly, completely taken for granted. After waiting for a long time, I didn't hear Qing Yuxuan nod in agreement, and Ou Zichen's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.