On the side, Huangfu Ruo opened the screen on the wall, and soon, Qin Lan's figure appeared on the screen.
"Happy birthday, little princess Wanwan!"
Qin Lan, who was attending a movie abroad, couldn't come back to celebrate her daughter's birthday due to her schedule, so she chose this video call to wish her daughter a birthday.
Leng Zirui and Huangfu Ao, who were on a mission abroad and could not come over because of their work, also sent gifts by express delivery. Again, they were doubled, one for Qin Wanwan and one for Luo Jun.
"Thank you, Dad." Qin Wanwan immediately took the receiver and asked, "When will you be back?"
"In two days, dad's movie will be finished and you can go home then. Dad has prepared a very special gift."
"Dad is great..."
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Luo Jun turned his little face and looked at Qin Wanwan, who was on a video call with his father, with a look of envy naturally showing on his little face.
In all his life, he has never seen his father once, let alone received a gift from his father.
Seeing Qin Lan kissing Qin Wanwan goodbye, his little face finally showed disappointment.
Seeing his expression in his eyes, Leng Zimo's heart, which had always been cold, softened unconsciously, and his emotions were affected by this little guy, making him feel inexplicably distressed.
"Mo Mo." Holding the little guy's shoulders and turning him to look at him, Leng Zimo gently held his little face, "I think your father must have his own reasons why he can't stay with you.
By your side, uncle will give you a birthday kiss for dad, okay?"
Luo Jun raised his face, looked at the gentle face of the man in front of him, and nodded gently.
Leng Zimo came over and kissed him tenderly on the forehead, then brought the little guy over and held his little body tightly in his arms.
Feeling his warm embrace, Luo Jun subconsciously stretched out his little arms, hugged his neck, and hugged him.
Looking at the two men, one big and one small, Huangfu Ruo just chuckled from the side and said, "Brother Zimo, you don't have a son anyway, why not just discuss it with his mother and accept him as your godson."
"I think it works. You two look just like father and son." Shen Yizhou said with a smile.
Tong Ya took a careful look at the two of them and said, "Don't tell me, it's true. Take a look, they really look alike."
Everyone turned their eyes, looked at Leng Zimo, then looked at Luo Jun, and they all agreed.
Leng Zimo looked at little Luo Jun in his arms, "Is it really so similar?"
"People who don't know will definitely think of you as father and son." One parent laughed.
"Mr. Leng, is this little guy your long-lost son?" another parent joked.
He does not mean that.
Upon hearing this sentence, Huangfuruo, Shen Yizhou, and Tong Ya all had a flash of sadness in their eyes.
It has been five years, and Wanwan is already four years old. If Luo Xiaoqian had not left, their child should be as old as this child, right?!
"MOMO." John came over after answering the phone, "It's getting late, we should go back."
Luo Jun agreed and walked out of Leng Zimo's arms. Huangfuruo sorted out his gifts and handed them to John. Luo Jun took the photo, and Leng Zimo took the cake in the box.
They went downstairs together and put the little guy into the car. Leng Zimo handed the cake to him, not forgetting to take out one of his business cards and stuff it into Luo Jun's pocket, "Go back and tell your mother if you have a headache or
