"Sister, your brother and I went for a ride together. If you have anything or need anything else, please call 13999999999 (that's Tang Ao's number, you might as well call it) to communicate with him about my whereabouts.
"
Who could abduct such a child?
However, Leng Jianan couldn't help but wonder: "Master Nian, who are you calling?"
"Your sister" Tang Nian blurted out
Leng Jianan choked, why did he feel like he was scolding him? He dubiously called Leng Jianing: "Jianing, sitting next to me is a noble man who calls himself Young Master Nian. Do you know him?"
Leng Jianing herself was also very dizzy. Why did this child run into Leng Jianan's car all of a sudden? Is he a child?
"Well, he, he is the son of a friend of mine. Just take him and bring him back to me."
Leng Jianan smiled softly and hung up the phone. Fishing with those chairman, CEO and other dull people was boring anyway, so he might as well let this pistachio stay with him, although, indeed, he was definitely a bit precocious.
Over there, Leng Jianing stayed for a moment and then tried to call the phone number Tang Nian said.
"Hello, I am Tang Ao's assistant. Please tell me something."
Leng Jianing hung up the phone all of a sudden, her heart pounding. Is this kid who behaves strangely really Tang Ao's son?
A leisure villa on the outskirts of the city, complete entertainment facilities, a leisure resort
Leng Jianan took Tang Nian's hand and walked along a cobblestone road towards a huge fishing pond. He had no interest in this kind of entertainment like catching fish to death.
If you want to fish, just fish in natural farm ponds or fish in rivers. Only then will you feel a sense of accomplishment. What's the point of catching one of these stupid fish?
But these elderly chairman of the board have no energy to bother, so they just catch a few feed fish for a little entertainment.
From afar, someone saw Leng Jianan, waving and saying hello: "Mr. Leng is here."
Someone immediately greeted him and shook hands with Leng Jianan enthusiastically. Originally, Leng Chunfeng should attend such a chairman's gathering, but he accompanied Mrs. Leng on a trip abroad, so he had to handle it personally.
"Uncle Chen" Leng Jianan smiles
Uncle Chen, who was over fifty years old, could naturally see Tang Nian being held in Leng Jianan's hand, slightly startled, and asked guessingly: "Young Master Leng, this is..."