314: Darling Zhimo Strikes: My Father Is The President (II)

Darling Zhimo Strikes: My Father Is The President (II)

0Apart from Miss Meng Ruoting, who had just turned twenty this year. However, these two children looked approximately four or five years old thus they could not have been Meng Ruoting's children.3

Therefore, Secretary Ruan was eager to know who was the children's mother because that would be the key piece to solving the puzzle.

"My mother is the wife of the President, of course. That's such a silly question." Tang Zhixi blinked back at the woman, as if mocking the other person's ignorance with those big rounded eyes.

Tang Zhimo stood by the side in silence, motionless. He was only here today to accompany his younger sister. She could do whatever she wanted and he would be there to watch over her.

Secretary Ruan's lips twitched. She had just been ridiculed by a four or five-year-old but to her dismay she found no words to fight back.

"Should we ask the President?" The receptionist was careful when dealing with uncertainties. Besides, she did not want to take the risk. What if the President was really their father?

"President isn't here today. He left for a business trip yesterday." Secretary Ruan worked on the same floor as the President, thus she was familiar with his schedule.

"Or we can try calling the President on his phone?" The receptionist suggested again after glancing at the two kids. She could not bear to see these tiny faces to be disappointed.

"What if the President is in a meeting? That's not going to end well." Secretary Ruan was afraid the President would be annoyed to be interrupted.

"But what about these adorable kids?" The receptionist heaved a heavy sigh in the end. She could not bring herself to see the little ones leaving discontented. She turned to look at Secretary Ruan with another suggestion. "I don't have the President's phone number. Can you give it to me? I'll make the call."

"Elder Brother has the number and he can share." Without waiting for Secretary Liu's reply, Tang Zhixi quickly grabbed Zhimo's phone to search for Ye Lanchen's phone number. She delivered the phone to the receptionist.

Secretary Ruan and the receptionist exchanged looks before shifting their attention to the number displayed on the little girl's phone.

The former frown as she inspected the number thoroughly. "This is not the number that the President uses normally."

However, she had seen this number before. To be more exact, she had seen Secretary Liu call this number when he failed to contact the President. She had a pretty good memory and was especially sensitive with numbers. She was able to learn a series of numbers by heart after looking over it once.

That explained why she was certain about the phone number.

She remembered seeing Secretary Liu speaking respectfully into the phone after dialing this phone number. Major decisions were made after the phone call ended.

Therefore, she figured this number was probably the President's personal number.

Naturally, his personal number would not be known by others. Where did these children acquire it?

Could it be possible that they were really related to the President?!

It was eleven o'clock in the morning. Third Young Master Ye, who was supposed to be in a meeting right now, was sleeping in peacefully while cuddling his wife. He was not at work nor was he away on a business trip.

Yet another tough night. Chu Wuyou, who had just fallen asleep not long ago, was disturbed from sleep by the incessant ringtone.

Ye Lanchen frowned slightly at the noise. Whose phone was it? 

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