Convention and Exhibition Center, dinner.

The two-day AI Intelligence Summit has come to a successful conclusion. Tonight, a dinner party will be held on the third floor of the International Convention and Exhibition Center. Those who can participate are industry leaders, upper class society, political and business celebrities, and even children can come and play together.

A special children's area has been prepared for the dinner, with a small playground and various delicacies.

Qiao Ran received the invitation and can bring others to participate.

She did not take Zuo Chenye's car to the convention and exhibition center, but went to Zhuo Le's house in the afternoon to accompany Qiao Ze'an, and then the three of them set off to the International Convention and Exhibition Center together.

In the basement parking lot, Zhuo Le specially found a remote place to park.

Qiao Ran loosened his seat belt, turned around and touched Qiao Ze'an's round and tender face, "An An, be good, Mommy will get off the car first. You and Uncle Zhuo will get off the car later, okay?"

Qiao Ze'an's bright little eyes blinked, "Mommy, I understand. And later, when I see Mommy, I can't call you Mommy, right?"

"Yeah. An'an is so sensible. Mommy loves you." Qiao Ran's voice became more choked up. The child is so sensible, so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

She took a deep breath and said to Zhuo Le, "When An An is playing by herself in the amusement area, come over and I will introduce a few CEOs to you. You will be responsible for contacting them from now on."

"Sister, okay. Don't worry." Zhuo Le nodded.

"I'll get out of the car first." After Qiao Ran said that, he got out of the passenger seat and left the basement first.

In the car.

Qiao Ze'an asked Zhuo Le, "Uncle Zhuo, why can't Mommy let me call her?"

"Mommy, there must be very important reasons, and the most important reason must be to protect you, understand?" Zhuo Le said with a rare serious expression.

"Mommy never mentions anything about dad either." Qiao Ze'an drooped his little head and sighed pretentiously.

Zhuo Le was stunned, yes, she never mentioned anything about Qiao Ze'an's father. In fact, he knew that she must have a heartbreaking past, and he also knew that she did not use her real name.

He even knew her true face.

Hidden behind the mask is a more beautiful and stunning face.

He had seen it, but rarely, and she didn't hide it later.

After all, they have a close working relationship, and their personal lives inevitably overlap.

It wasn't difficult for him to check her past, but he didn't.

If she didn't want to be known, he tried to respect her as much as possible. But as he returned to the capital this time, he felt that things were far from that simple. He thought in his heart that he must investigate her past and her and Qiao Ze'an's father.

, what kind of entanglement is there.

He understands her and she doesn't want to drag others down, but only by knowing what she wants to do can he help her.

"What kind of person would your father be?" Qiao Ze'an asked, tilting his little head.

"You're still young." Zhuo Le nodded Qiao Ze'an's head, "Don't think about such complicated things. Playing is the most important thing for you right now."

"Tch." Qiao Ze'an didn't take it seriously, showing a look of disdain.

"Let's go, it's time for us to leave." Zhuo Le touched his head and said, "Get off the car."

On the other side, when Zuo Chenye wanted to take designer Zola to the International Convention and Exhibition Center for a dinner party, he found that she was no longer in the room.

Don't know where he went.
Chapter completed!