Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

They had followed Su Mumu twice and had already memorized the location.    

Qianqian and Junjun had an obsession. They believed that Zhan Yeling was their father.    

Previously, they had made an advertisement to expose themselves on the screen so that their father would see them and come to find them.    

However, the normal advertisement had not been released, but when they saw Zhan Yeling, who looked very similar to them, they believed that he was the silver they were looking for.    

"Junjun, Pot knows how to get to the boss's office." Qianqian held Junjun's hand, and his young face was full of seriousness.    

"Yes, yes, Junjun believes in me."    

So the two little balls held hands and twisted their small bodies like little penguins as they headed towards the underground parking lot.    

Although he got lost the last time, Qianqian quickly analyzed his mistakes and made a plan.    

This time, the two little fellows successfully entered the CEO's exclusive elevator.    

The elevator stopped at the highest floor with a ding.    

Qianqian and Junjun accurately found Zhan Yeling's office.    

Just like before, the door of the office was open. The two little guys jumped in nimbly.    

In the room, there were a few other men who were a bit older. They were the company's higher ups, and they were reporting something to Zhan Yeling.    

The two little fellows who suddenly barged in interrupted their rhythm.    

The child's footsteps were too fast, and the higher-ups had no time to react.    

"Papa, we've been looking for you for a long time." Junjun ran to Zhan Yeling's feet, hugged his leg, and said in a childish voice.    

Qianqian hugged his other leg. "Papa, can you not kick us out?"    

Before he came, he had discussed with Qianqian that he would hug Zhan Yeling and call him Papa.    

Since he did not take the initiative to recognize them, it was not a bad choice for them to recognize him.    

A few of the higher ups were about to pull the devilish brat away when they saw that the two little ones looked exactly the same as Zhan Yeling. It was simply a miniature version of him!    

They were so scared that they didn't dare move. The higher ups who were reporting the situation just now were so scared that they wiped the sweat off their foreheads.    

The CEO's illegitimate child came to find them?    

This melon was very sweet.    

Qianqian raised his head and looked at Zhan Yeling's reaction. He saw that Zhan Yeling's face was frozen with ice, and he looked very scary.    

Junjun caught a cold and rubbed his snot on his smooth pants.    

Zhan Yeling became more and more annoyed. "I will give you three seconds. Let go!"    

After he finished speaking, he began counting down. "Three, two..."    

Qianqian and Junjun let go of him at the same time.    

Two pairs of tender eyes stared at Zhan Yeling, and their chubby little faces were full of grievance.    

Could it be that this Boss Zhan couldn't tell that they looked very similar to him?    

Didn't he think that they were his children?    

Why was he still so fierce when they all called him Papa?    

"I'm sorry, Director Zhan. I went to take care of other things just now. I'm leaving now." Gu Yi rushed over after hearing the news and apologized.    

He was just about to take the children away when he suddenly saw the two miniaturized faces of Zhan Yeling.    

Gu Yi was stunned on the spot and did not dare to move.    

No wonder they called Director Zhan father. They looked too similar!    

Could it really be Director Zhan's child?    

"What are you waiting for!? Zhan Yeling's eyes were filled with coldness and impatience.    

Where did this child come from? He was so annoying!    

Could a father be called casually?    

Zhan Yeling had never touched any woman other than the night he spent with Xiong Miao four years ago.    

How could there be such a big child!    

Gu Yi returned to his senses and hurriedly held the hands of the two children to lead them out.    

Zhan Yeling's thick eyebrows were tight as he glanced at the snot on his pants. His handsome face was so dark that it could drip ink.