That girl should obviously be happy with her lover, but it was because of him that she did not enjoy such a romantic wedding. Jiao Yang's heart was full of guilt and self-blame.
After a long time, he raised his face and weakly leaned on the back of the chair.
The corner of his eye glanced at Leng Zimo's photo on the newspaper. He stretched out his palm in confusion, took the newspaper out of the newspaper bag and unfolded it in his hand.
Jiao Yang's heart tightened and he hurriedly looked at the content below carefully.
The newspaper did not confirm the death of Leng Zimo, but only reported the accident in the Italian hotel, speculated that something happened to Leng Zimo, and also reported the impact of this incident on Imperial Vision.
At this time, Leng Zimo was not in the mood to care about Imperial Vision. Coupled with these rumors, it also seriously affected the confidence of Imperial Vision investors, so Imperial Vision's stock price fluctuated greatly.
After reading the entire news, Jiao Yang only frowned tightly.
Judging from the current situation, it was not difficult for him to deduce that Leng Zimo must have gone to rescue Xiao Qian and had not shown up to clarify the matter, so it had an impact on Emperor Vision.
Emperor Vision is very important to both Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian. He must do something to help Emperor Vision overcome this difficulty.
Taking out a pen and paper from his pocket, Jiao Yang thought for a moment, and then quickly started writing in a small notebook.
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Italy, Milan, Via Napoleon.
Xu Xia, who was resting on the vanity car, saw Xiao Gao carrying Luo Jun through the window and immediately opened the door.
"silently!"
"Godmother!"
Seeing Xu Xia, Luo Jun, who was biting his lip tightly the whole way and trying not to show off, finally couldn't hold back and cried out.
"Momo, don't cry!" Xu Xia was busy taking the little guy from Xiaogao's arms.
"Sister Xia, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." Xiao Gao apologized to her hurriedly.
"It's okay, it's not your fault." Xu Xia hugged Luo Jun and waved to her gently, "Close the car door for me."
Xiao Gao closed the car door for her, and Xu Xia raised her hands to hold the little guy's face. Seeing the tears in his eyes, she hurriedly took out a tissue and carefully wiped away the tears on her face, "Mo Mo, listen.
Godmother said, the news is not true, your father is not dead."
"Really?" The little guy raised his big, bright eyes and looked at her.
Xu Xia raised her palms to him, "My godmother can swear."
"But, the news said that dad was shot several times..." The little guy was still a little doubtful, "Godmother, are you trying to comfort me?"
Xu Xia was just helpless. As expected, this child was so smart that it was not easy to coax him.
"My godmother really didn't lie to you. Your father really is still alive."
"I don't believe it, you must have lied to me because you were afraid that I would be sad." The little guy shrugged his shoulders, and gritted his teeth coldly for a moment, "It must be that big bastard Locke who wants to take mom away.
, just killed my father, I’m going to kill him!”
As he said that, the little guy twisted his body and was about to rush out.
"Momo!" Xu Xia hurriedly grabbed him and held him in her arms, "Listen to your godmother, she really didn't lie to you. She talked to Uncle Asang and Uncle Ajiu on the phone yesterday. Your father really
You're still alive, don't you believe that you're still a godmother?"
Luo Jun raised his face and looked at her carefully, "Unless you let me call dad!"
