Xiang Haiqing's words completely angered An Zimo, who was always calm and composed.
The two little guys were fighting passionately with their eyes facing each other.
Feeling the hatred between the two of them, Nangong Yue shook his head. Is this just because the road between enemies is so narrow?
"It's getting late, so let's go back first. Master An will say hello to my father for me."
Butler An stood aside and watched the eye contact between the young master and the little girl, feeling secretly happy. When did his young master become so "close" to his peers?
You must report it to the master immediately when you return.
Although An Zimo is young, he has a precocious heart. He is different from Xiang Haiqing. Xiang Haiqing will speak out directly if he has any thoughts, but An Zimo has to know how to be forbearing and he has to speak according to the situation.
"President Nangong, go slowly, Zimo will tell you."
Nangong Yue nodded and walked toward the gate of the amusement park with Xiang Haiqing in his arms.
Xiang Haiqing, who was climbing on Nangong Yue's shoulder, was busy. She would roll her eyes, stick out her tongue, and show off any ugly or funny expressions to An Zimo.
The other party just stood there and stared at her coldly. The two of them waited until they could no longer see each other's expressions, then they took their heads back angrily.
settle down!!
Located in Leicester Manor in City A, a neat row of maids stood in the brightly lit and splendid hall.
"Master!"
When An Zimo walked in, the maids neatly saluted him.
"Master, I want you to go to the restaurant."
An Zimo, who was planning to go back to his bedroom, frowned his handsome eyebrows.
"I know, go down."
The maid who was standing aside and answering lowered her head with a very respectful tone. "Yes!"
An Zimo walked across the long corridor. Several famous European paintings were hung in the corridor, and several uniformed servants stood on both sides.
"Master!"
They are all well-trained and their greetings are very neat.
An Zimo continued to walk forward indifferently. When he reached the door of the restaurant, the maids on both sides opened the door respectfully.
What comes into view is a luxurious restaurant of nearly fifty square meters. An oversized crystal chandelier hangs on the roof, and the light it emits is very dazzling.
There was a long table in the middle, and both sides were filled with people. There were maids coming in with plates of food from outside the door.
"Zimo is back, come on, come here quickly."
When An Zimo entered, the first person to speak was an extremely gentle voice.
The speaker was An Zimo's aunt and the current wife of An Weifeng's famous matchmaker - Song Huiru.
An Zimo glanced at her coldly, and then looked at the people sitting on both sides of the table. All the children of the An family were there. Very good!
"Did father call me here for something?"
An Weifeng looked at his youngest son in front of him, his eyes exuding majesty but hiding an imperceptible love.
"If you haven't eaten, just sit down."
"Yes, I heard from your sister that you must have not eaten yet after going to the amusement park. Well, haha, a child as old as you should go to places like that more often." Song Huiru said with a smile on her face.
Then she hurriedly ordered the maid standing next to her.
"Feng Ma, serve rice to the young master."
"yes."
She sat on the left hand side of An Weifeng, along with the eldest brother An Xiangdong, the second brother An Zhenyu, the eldest sister An Peiting, and the second sister An Aoshan. They sat on both sides of the table.
The vacated position was next to An Weifeng. Everyone knew that although An Zimo was not Song Huiru's biological son, he was deeply liked by An Weifeng.
To put it bluntly, even if An Zimo was unhappy and scolded him, he would just glare fiercely and then laugh.
To put it nicely, it means that he loves this illegitimate child very much, but to put it at worst, it means that he has a serious tendency to suffer evil.