"I didn't expect Ling Lanchen to be so rich!" After hearing Xu Xiaoru's words, Xu Sanduo's eyes lit up, wishing he could see all the US dollars in front of him.
Hearing this, Xu Xiaoru looked at her son with contempt, he was so worthless.
"He wants me to go to work in their company tomorrow." Xu Xiaoru said to Ninikun. She didn't have to report directly to Ninihao, so she said to Ninikun.
"Xiaoru, if you don't want to go, then don't go." Looking at Xu Xiaoru's calm face, a look of embarrassment flashed in Ninikun's eyes.
Seeing Nini Kun's expression, Xu Xiaoru did not forget the conversation in the basement. She shook her head gently: "I owe this to Nini Hao. I will finish it."
At this moment, Xu Xiaoru's cell phone rang. Ling Lanchen had given it to her before coming out of Ling Lanchen's office.
For the sake of the mission and the convenience of getting close to Ling Lanchen, Xu Xiaoru did not refuse.
"There is a brand sharing cocktail party tonight. As the spokesperson of Tianyu Sports brand, I must attend." Ling Lanchen got straight to the point and spoke in a calm voice.
"Me?" Xu Xiaoru was a little surprised. She was extremely unwilling and just about to refuse, she saw Nini Hao walking down the stairs.
"Okay." Xu Xiaoru thought for a moment, then nodded.
After closing the call, Xu Xiaoru looked at her phone in a daze and took a breath of cold air. This...she didn't want to go.
Xu Sanduo, who was watching Xu Xiaoru in a daze alone, popped up from behind her: "Why are you in a daze?"
"I'm just thinking." Xu Xiaoru turned around and said leisurely to Xu Sanduo.
Listening to Xu Xiaoru's words, Xu Sanduo was obviously disdainful, and then glanced at the message on his phone: "Are you going to the cocktail party?"
"But I have to bring a dance partner. Where can I find a dance partner?" Xu Xiaoru said with a very embarrassed face.
"You can ask Ninikun." Xu Sanduo suggested.
"Come on, I don't want to be hated by An Donghui yet." Xu Xiaoru's eyes twitched a few times and she said quietly.
"Actually, she already hates you to the core." Xu Sanduo stimulated her disapprovingly.
"Xu Sanduo, are you a man?" Xu Xiaoru looked at Xu Sanduo in front of her, and then looked at the information about the reception, dance partners, men, activities... wasn't this what Xu Sanduo was talking about! So Xu Xiaoru looked at it with bright eyes
Xu Sanduo.
"You are not planning to take me there, are you?" Xu Sanduo looked at Xu Xiaoru's expression and felt a chill running down his spine.
"Why not?" Xu Xiaoru raised her eyebrows.
"Xu Xiaoru, listen, you have to calm down, I'm just a child." Xu Sanduo looked at Xu Xiaoru's determined look and waved his hand to Xu Xiaoru.
"Xu Sanduo, are you willing to die without saving me?" Looking at Xu Sanduo's expression, Xu Xiaoru's expression remained unchanged, her mouth pouted, and she looked aggrieved.
...Although Xu Sanduo is a man! Looking at Xu Xiaoru's expression, he softened.
In order to fear that Xu Sanduo would regret it, Xu Xiaoru took him to change into a small dress without stopping.
When the mother and son changed into evening clothes, Ninikun, who was passing by downstairs, couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Wow, who of you is getting married?"
"I'm just going to the cocktail party." Xu Xiaoru twitched the corner of her mouth and looked at Ninikun bitterly.
"Oh." Ninikun showed no reaction at all and nodded.
"Don't you have the consciousness to accompany my mommy?" Xu Sanduo raised his eyebrows and looked at the unresponsive Nini Kun. If he couldn't beat him, he would definitely beat him up.
"Why should I have this self-consciousness?" Ninikun thought carefully for a moment, then put his hands in his pockets and said as if it was none of my business.
"..." Xu Sanduo was speechless, glaring at Nini Kun's back angrily with an expression that said, "You're going to be cruel."
Xu Xiaoru opened the car door and saw Xu Sanduo dumping something in the trunk but not getting in the car. Xu Xiaoru's face twitched and she got out of the car to look: "What are you doing?"
Seeing Xu Sanduo putting an unassembled motorcycle into the trunk, Xu Xiaoru narrowed her eyes: "What do you want to do?!"
"I was afraid that you would be too drunk to drive, so I brought the motorcycle with me." Xu Sanduo said without raising his head.
"Is this car big enough for the two of us?" Xu Xiaoru asked with raised eyebrows.
"Not enough." Xu Sanduo shook his head decisively.
"Then what should I do?" Xu Xiaoru quit, what a bastard son.
"Fend for yourself..." Xu Sanduo loaded up the car, closed the trunk, and said to Xu Xiaoru.
Looking at Xu Sanduo's back, Xu Xiaoru's mouth twitched: Bastard!
I don’t know whether it was because Xu Xiaoru had a particularly bad character or because she didn’t want them to get to the reception so quickly. Almost every time there was a red street light, Xu Xiaoru would stop the car, so when she arrived at the door of the reception, the reception had already started.
Looking at the waiter who was about to close the door, Xu Xiaoru shouted: "Wait a minute!"
The waiter looked at the two people, one older and one younger, in evening gowns, with a hint of surprise on his face: "Miss, please show me your invitation letter."
"...I'm sorry, we have specified that we need to bring a dance partner to our reception..." The waiter looked at the invitation, then looked at Xu Xiaoru, and said with an apologetic look.
"Am I not a human being?" At this moment, Xu Sanduo, who had been ignored, showed a trace of anger on his face. The waiter's words hurt his self-esteem so much!
"Uh..." The waiter was a little embarrassed, but seeing the child's uneasy look on his face, the waiter compromised.
Suddenly, the door of the reception opened, and Xu Xiaoru was seen wearing a silver-white sequined backless evening dress. Her hair was pulled into a bun on the lower right side, and some messy hair tips fell casually around her shoulders. The expression on her face was calm and calm.
It doesn't lose its aura, making people unable to help but take a second look.
The little boy wearing a tuxedo next to her had a childish face that was startling. Everyone turned their attention to the central figure of the reception: Ling Lanchen.
