At this moment, the noon sunlight shone in from outside the gla.s.s door. The man's tall and straight body was covered in gold. He walked in with firm and steady steps.

Zol's extraordinary temperament was so cold and proud that no one dared to look at him directly.

Several people's eyes at the front desk almost popped out of their sockets. Oh my G.o.d! I'm not dreaming!

Gong Ye Xiao …

The man that walked in from outside really was Gong Yexiao. The most n.o.ble man in the world stood in front of them in disbelief.

"I'm looking for a woman who works here with a child." A low, s.e.xy male voice asked.

The few people at the reception were about to faint. They were so infatuated that they forgot to even answer.

Gongye Xiao narrowed his eyes and tapped the counter with his slender fingers in displeasure. It was obvious that he was very annoyed.

One of the front desk staff immediately came back to reality, "Mr. Gong, the person you are looking for might be our designer, Miss Cheng Xiaoyue. She is the only one who is working here with her child."

"Is she in the company?" Gong Ye Xiao squinted and asked.

Was this woman irresponsibly bringing his child along? He actually allowed his son to run around freely while working?

d.a.m.n it, this woman was not worthy of having his child.

"Are you looking for a designer? "Sorry, she's not at the company. She went on a business trip today."

"And her child?" Gongye Xiao's sword-like eyebrows were twisted into strings.

"I heard that he was at home!" One of the front desk staff quickly replied.

"Give me the address!" This is an order.

Reporting the address of a worker's home was originally a violation of the rules, and logically speaking, the reception desk was not allowed to do so.

But who told this man to be Gong Yexiao? There was no way for a woman to refuse any of his requests, because there was an irresistible charm about him that a woman could not resist.

At this moment, a receptionist quickly bent over with a note and wrote down the address and room number of Cheng Yaoyue's residential district.

"This is the address of designer Cheng."

Gong Yexiao took it and took a glance at it, replying politely, "Thank you."

All of a sudden, the four people at the front desk huddled together, so excited that they didn't know what to do.

Not only did they see Gong Yexiao, they also received his low and deep magnetic thanks. How could they not be excited?

Gong Yexiao brought Yan Yang out of the jewelry company and walked towards his car, a limited edition sedan. Yan Yang also had the honor of sitting in the front pa.s.senger seat.

"Boss, do you really have to find this child? What relations.h.i.+p does he have with you? " Yan Yang asked curiously. Although she knew the answer, she could not reveal it.

"He's my son." Gong Yexiao didn't lie to her.

"Oh my G.o.d!" Is he your son? "No wonder they are so similar to you. It's almost as if they were carved from the same mold."

Gong Yexiao loved hearing these words. He curled the corner of his mouth and stepped on the throttle even more violently.

His eagerness to see his child was indescribably exhilarating.

At Cheng Ziyue's house, Tang Weiwei was playing jigsaw puzzle with the little guy. Pity her, who was 24 years old, couldn't even play with a three year old child. What a joke!

"Alright, Auntie Tang, why haven't you finished!" The little fellow asked in surprise.

"Little Dou Ding, you must be a genius! How can you be so smart? Donovan wanted to cry.

"Auntie Tang, you can do it! You'll definitely be able to finish it. Do you want me to teach you!?"

Tang Wei Wei shook his head, "Forget it, let's play checkers."

The little guy became excited, "That's great! I like to play checkers the most. "

In the parking lot of the residential complex, an expensive car stopped. Yan Yang held an address in his hand as she walked towards a direction with a stronger sense of direction, "Boss, over here."