Ruan Xintian greeted the two of them a hundred times in her heart, and took out her phone to call Mo Mo. If she sang without him, her brother would probably attack her again.
If she were caught working for the Huitang Group, wouldn't all the hard work these days have been in vain?
Not long after the call ended, the familiar ringtone came to mind not far away.
Ruan Xintian looked up, and Momo was wearing a KISS-ME mask, like an angel descending.
But why is he wearing black-rimmed glasses? Doesn’t he dislike the ugly curves of the frames? Why are he wearing them again today?
"Mommy, uncle!" She nuzzled into Tang Jianyu's arms affectionately, and Momo chose to sit next to Xintian.
"Be good!" Tang Jianyu returned to his gentle and elegant appearance, with an infinitely humble smile.
They are completely different from just now.
Lu Xintian secretly wondered why he had such a strong reaction when he said he was going to LOC to work.
Because of Mo Mo's appearance, Tang Jianyu never discussed the topic that had just been interrupted. Instead, he felt cruel in his heart. If this is your means of revenge, then I, Tang Jianyu, will definitely accompany you to the end!
Mo Mo kept eating the steak that had been cut for him obediently.
Clear eyes, through the frame without lenses, drifted around from time to time, as if looking for something.
Huh? The CEO didn’t come?!
Toilet.
Lei Yunzheng put down the towel handed over by the waiter, threw a few bills as tips, turned and walked out of the bathroom.
Unexpectedly, a short figure ran towards me quickly.
"Ah!" Momo's glasses frame on the bridge of his nose was almost knocked askew, and he took a closer look.
It's the CEO!
It turns out that he is already here!
"Uncle, I'm sorry!" After all, he is a child and he can't help but urinate urgently. He bumped into someone first. Being able to say sorry is not only a right thing to do, but also a kind of courage developed at a young age.
Mo Mo pushed up the glasses frame between her nose, blinked her big eyes, looked at his sincere eyes with a cunning aura, and apologized politely.
He had been educated in style abroad for more than six years and accepted the gentleman culture of Europe and the United States.
At this moment, Mo Mo is just a graceful little gentleman.
Lei Yunzheng's originally condensed face became frozen.
The sharpness in his deep eyes faded away, and when he looked at the child in front of him, he felt familiar for no reason.
It looks like I've seen it somewhere before. But when I think about it carefully, I'm not sure.
Surprisingly.
Lei Yunzheng knelt down, with a faint smile on his lips. He kneaded the powder with his big palm until it softened, and the hardness in his heart felt inexplicably soft.
The surface of the lake, which was originally as quiet as a mirror, is now sparkling.
If the other three young masters saw him actually smiling at a kid who had just offended them, they would probably be upset.
This feels a little strange.
He has been quite close to children recently, meeting children of average size twice in a row.
The child who wore a mask last time, I wonder if his asthma is better. (Qicai: Is it good or not? You can see for yourself! It’s right in front of you anyway.)
"It didn't hurt you, did it?"
"No." Mo Mo shook his head and his eyes lit up. "Uncle, you have a white hair, which affects your appearance very much!"
Before Lei Yunzheng could react, Mo Mo quickly pulled out a piece of his hair.
Change hands and throw it directly into the trash can.
This kid is so fast! I didn't even see clearly whether he was using his left hand or his right hand.