"Of course." The old man on the other end of the phone laughed loudly, "How could I forget you? I'm really happy to receive your call. I heard that you are getting married. Do you want to call me to invite me to your wedding?
?!"
"You are really well informed."
"It seems that this call is not an invitation. So, why did you come to me so early?"
"Your wisdom is always surprising." Leng Zimo said in a polite tone, "Since you have guessed it, please forgive me for being abrupt. Can you introduce me to the Duke of Kent?"
"Duke of Kent? This...of course there is no problem, but can you give me a reason?"
"Of course!" Leng Zimo squinted his dark eyes and stared at the undulating sea outside the window. "His son has some very urgent situations. I have to talk to him immediately. This may affect the future of his entire family."
"So serious?" On the other end of the phone, Prince Andrei's voice also had a deep tone.
Leng Zimo said with certainty, "In fact, it's more serious than you think."
"Okay, I'll call you back in a few minutes."
"Thank you very much for your help. I'm waiting for your call." Leng Zimo hung up the phone and sighed softly.
The door was knocked gently.
"Come in!" he raised his voice.
The door was pushed open, and Ah Jiu held Luo Jun's hand and walked in from the door. The little guy's face was slumped, and he was obviously in a bad mood.
"silently!"
Seeing his son's frown, Leng Zimo just gritted his teeth secretly in his heart.
This Highland carrot, this damned cobra, he must cut him into pieces!
Leng Zimo came over and held his son's shoulders. Leng Zimo gently hugged him and hugged him, "What's wrong? You're not happy?!"
Luo Jun lowered his face and twitched his little shoulders. He tried hard to control his desire to cry. He raised a small face like a porcelain doll and stared at his face with his big eyes, "Dad, kid.
Say, Mom, she...she doesn't want us anymore, she...does she really don't want us anymore?!"
"How could it be?" Leng Zimo raised his hand to hug his little head and put his face against his, "How could mom not want us?"
"Then... then why didn't she want to marry you and left by boat? She... she didn't even take me with her!" the little guy asked with sobs.
How to answer this question?
To be honest, the child is still too young, how can he understand.
Telling lies, how to say it, how to make this matter right?!
Leng Zimo looked at the color in the little guy's big eyes, filled with heartache.
He could understand such a thing, but it was too difficult for Luo Jun, who was only just over four years old.
The adult world is so bastard, how can such a young child understand it?
"I'm sorry, Momo, it's all dad's fault. It was dad who made mom angry!"
He would rather let Luo Jun misunderstand him than let his children misunderstand Luo Xiaoqian, so he had to bear all the mistakes on his shoulders.
"What did you do?" Luo Jun asked curiously.
"Dad...Dad did something that made mom unhappy." Leng Zimo whispered.
When the little guy heard this, he immediately struggled to slip out of his arms, took his big hand, and dragged him out the door, "Let's go after her. Let's fly a plane. We will definitely catch her. I will help."
You also interceded with grandpa, godmother, uncle Ajiu...we all interceded for you, and mom will definitely forgive you..."
