Having Triplets With Potent CEO

He put on his casual clothes and looked at himself in the mirror. The clothes were a magical thing. After he put on his casual clothes, he no longer had the noble temperament of a young master. He had completely changed back to Tang Cheng.    

    

He felt that something was a little strange. He pulled Tang Qingge, who was tidying up her things beside him, and looked up. "Mommy, I want to wear a small suit. I want to wear that cool one."    

    

Tang Qingge did not even raise her head. "No, we have to go home. You want to wear a small suit and wait for Mommy to come home before buying it for you."    

    

"What? Go home?"    

    

Go home?    

    

Oh, he remembered.    

    

He hadn't been home for a long time. He had forgotten that this wasn't his house!    

    

"Yes, I have discussed with the boss. The three of you will go home with me. When Sugar recovers, you can play together again. This time, the three of you will go to kindergarten together. How about it, Cheng? Are you looking forward to it?"    

    

Tang Cheng was so shocked that his small face was stunned. His small voice was raised and he was extremely shocked. "The three of us will go back with you. Are you talking about going back to the house that is only 100 square meters?"    

    

"Then where do I live? After I go back, I don't have a place to live anymore, do I?"    

    

When Tang Qingge heard what this brat said, she knew that he was used to being a rich young master. She slapped him on the head and woke him up, "Your son doesn't find your mother ugly, so you have to bear with it."    

    

After being slapped on the head, Tang Cheng rubbed his head and woke up. He was stunned for a while and finally realized the truth.    

    

All the rich young masters and rich young masters were fake. If he followed his mother back, he could only go to kindergarten.    

    

Tang Cheng saw Tang Qingge throw out all the toys he loved and only picked up a few small pieces of clothing and put them in her suitcase. He quickly ran over and put away the toys. His heart was bleeding.    

    

He looked up and sighed. "Mommy, if we leave, what will happen to the cheap dad? It's not good for us to leave him alone in the villa, right?"    

    

Hehe.    

    

Tang Qingge was expressionless as she thought to herself that you called him quite familiar.    

    

"He has already agreed to this matter."    

    

"What?"    

    

"[You only have one way to go now, that is to follow me, or else you will stay here...]"    

    

Before Tang Qingge could finish speaking, Tang Cheng showed a smile.    

    

Then, with one sentence, she pushed him to his lowest point, "Then cut off the mother and son relationship with me. Choose yourself."    

    

... "" Facing Tang Qingge's sinister gaze, Tang Cheng swallowed his saliva and asked eagerly, "Is there a third choice?"    

    

"No."    

    

"Alright then."    

    

Tang Cheng reluctantly followed Tang Qingge downstairs. When he opened the door, a row of maids were calling him Little Master. He smiled and smiled, but in the next second, he saw his suitcase at the door of the villa.    

    

He could not laugh anymore.    

    

A big and a small person with a suitcase stood in the living room. Uncle Fu's heart ached when he saw them. After following Tang Cheng for three months, Uncle Fu was the one who should know that Tang Cheng was not Bo Ye. So when the real Uncle Fu came out, he only had one thought in his mind: So that's how it is. It seemed like this was supposed to be his mentality.    

    

Both of them were Little Master from the Bo family. The back of his hand was full of his heartache. Therefore, before knowing that Tang Cheng was going to leave, Uncle Fu had prepared a lot of things for him. They were filled with two trucks, afraid that he would be wronged when he returned home.    

    

Tang Qingge declined, "Uncle Fu doesn't need them. You can keep those things. Tang Cheng has been with me since he was young. He has suffered all kinds of hardships. We only ate one meal a day during the most difficult period, but no matter how tough our days were, it still came. "    

    

After Uncle Fu heard that, his heart ached. Tang Cheng looked at Uncle Fu eagerly, and almost said to get someone to drive him to his house.