"What? Are you telling the truth?" Li Mingcheng was stunned.
Long Wei walked up to him and was filled with infinite sympathy for him.
Now Longwei Group and Zhicheng have cooperated to establish a new company - Longsheng Group. The two of them have been working together recently and have a good relationship.
"Brother." Long Wei patted Li Mingcheng on the shoulder: "There is no grass anywhere in the world. Without Xiao Su, there will be other better girls. Don't be sad, my brother will introduce you to a better one after I go back."
Li Mingcheng pushed his hand away angrily: "No, I have identified Xiao Su. Hum, I want to see who is so bold and dares to steal my girlfriend from me, Li Mingcheng."
Long Wei glanced at Lu Chenxu and his wife, pointed at Li Mingcheng, and shook his head speechlessly.
At this time, Lu Ziqian and Xiao Nuonuo in the distance had heard the noise on their side.
Seeing that it was his parents, Lu Ziqian took little Nono's hand and ran over quickly.
When he ran to Mo Xiaodie, he let go of little Nono's hand and threw himself into his mother's arms.
"Mommy, I miss you so much."
Mo Xiaodie hugged her son and couldn't stop her tears from flowing out. After all the difficulties and hardships, Wubao was finally safely held in her arms again.
She just took a look and saw that although her son's little face was still very thin, he was much more energetic than before.
It seems that the poison in his body should have really been cured.
Long Wei couldn't help teasing Zi Qian from the side: "Xiao Qian, you finally remember your mother. I thought you only had this soft little sister in your eyes!"
While speaking, he glanced down at little Noonuo, a little strange: "Huh? What is such a young child doing with a white cloth tied to his head?"
Lu Ziqian quickly got out of Mo Xiaodie's arms, turned around and pulled little Noonuo in front of everyone and introduced: "Her name is Xiao Noonuo, she is a villager in Luozhaigou."
Having said this, he walked up to Mo Xiaodie again and motioned for her mother to bend down. Then, he whispered in Mo Xiaodie's ear: "Her mother died of illness and was buried today. She just ran to the Baishui River alone.
, I took her back because I was afraid something would happen to her."
After listening to her son's words, Mo Xiaodie immediately felt sympathy for little Nono.
She walked over, squatted in front of little Nono, and took her little hand affectionately: "Your name is Little Nono, right?"
Little Nuonuo glanced at her timidly, leaned closer to Lu Ziqian unconsciously, and nodded.
Lu Ziqian quickly took her little hand: "Xiao Nuonuo, this is my mommy, don't be afraid, she is very nice."
After thinking for a while, he added: "She cooks delicious food. Well, she is also very rich. She can buy you a lot of delicious and fun things!"
The three-year-old girl, who was not very thoughtful, immediately looked at Mo Xiaodie with eyes as bright as grapes when she heard that there was something delicious and fun.
Mo Xiaodie was dumbfounded. In her son's mind, her image was that she knew how to cook and was rich!
However, the little girl in front of her was soft and cute, and her life experience was pitiful. As a mother, she was also full of heartache.
She touched her pockets, but there was nothing in the clothes she had just changed into.
Therefore, I had no choice but to say softly to little Nono: "Well, little Nono, are you right? Your head and face are injured. Can aunty take you to get some medicine?"