Luo Cheng didn't call her again to ask when she would move back to Tangyuan.
On Thursday night, Gong Si felt inexplicably anxious.
Seeing this, Xiaojun warmed the milk thoughtfully and handed it to Gong Si: "The hot milk will calm the nerves. Cat, drink it while it's hot."
Gong Si felt warm in her heart, pursed her lips and took a sip. The temperature was just right, not too hot, and it wouldn't hurt her stomach if she drank it. This child was so considerate that it made people feel heartbroken.
"Son, do you like this city? Are there any classmates bullying you in school?" Gong Si picked up Xiaojun and asked softly.
Xiaojun nodded vigorously: "I like it. My classmates are all very good. When I grow up, Maomao won't have to go out to work. I will raise Maomao."
Gong Si couldn't help laughing when she heard Xiaojun say "cat" and "cat" again: "It's been three years, why haven't you changed your name and officially called me mom?"
When Xiaojun heard this, Xiaojun's face turned red and he hid in Gong Si's arms. He had no choice but to scream.
Gong Si still wanted to tease the handsome boy. Her cell phone suddenly rang. It was a strange call. She answered it doubtfully and heard the other party say: "Is it Miss Gong? This is a bar. Mr. Luo is drunk. Can I trouble you?"
Come and pick him up?"
Gong Si was stunned for a moment and then replied: "You can call someone else. I'm not familiar with him."
"Mr. Luo broke his cell phone and asked you to pick it up by name. We don't have anyone else's contact information," the bar manager said awkwardly.
"Wait a minute, I'll give you a phone number. The other person's surname is Li Mingzheng, and the phone number is..." Gong Si said a string of numbers before hanging up. Then she went to bed with Xiaojun, and Xiaojun said she wanted to
Tell her a bedtime story. Seeing the seriousness of the little handsome guy, she couldn't help but laugh and listened to the little guy telling her a story.
After a while, she felt sleepy. Xiaojun talked and fell asleep.
She covered the little guy with a quilt, and at this moment Mi Xiaojia opened the door and said, "Si, I'm looking for your phone number."
Mi Xiaojia threw the phone to Gong Si, then touched Gong Si's bed, took Xiaojun into her arms as a matter of course, and quickly fell asleep again.
Gong Si laughed and went out of the bedroom to listen to the phone. It was the bar manager again: "Miss Gong, Mr. Luo said he ordered you to pick him up..."
Before the manager finished speaking, his cell phone was snatched away. Luo Cheng's vague voice came from the other end of the phone: "Gong, reporter, I order you to take me home. If you don't, I won't spare you and will deduct your salary.
Hold your feet, hold your neck..."
After that, the phone changed hands again, and the manager almost cried to her, saying that the bar was smashed to pieces by Los Angeles, and if she didn't come back, the whole bar would be destroyed by Los Angeles.
Gong Si looked at the children sleeping together in the bedroom, and finally compromised: "Okay, I'll go pick them up."
She thought she and Luo Cheng had reached an agreement, but Luo Cheng suddenly got drunk and remembered that he wanted to trouble her. If she didn't go and she couldn't worry about Luo Cheng, she was afraid that someone would be killed. She didn't want her child to die.
His father became a murderer.
Gong Si hurried to the bar, and the moment she entered the bar, she realized that the manager's words were not exaggerated at all.
The destructive power of Los Angeles is astonishing. There is no safe place in the entire bar, and everything is a mess. The culprit is sitting in front of the bar with a straight spine. At first glance, he does not look like a drunkard at all.
But she had seen Luo Cheng's endurance. He had been addicted to love potions before, and yet he could sit still like this...
