Turning the steering wheel to the right and turning the car out of the main driveway, Leng Zimo pulled over and stopped the car, neatly pulling off his suit jacket and covering the little guy.
"Now, hide."
The little guy immediately retracted his arms and legs and hid his entire body under his large suit.
"Very good, you are not allowed to come out until I call you!"
After warning the little guy, Leng Zimo opened the door and got out of the car.
The paparazzi on both sides never imagined that he would suddenly get out of the car. They had already chased him into the lane behind him. They had no time to back up, so they could only stop behind his car and pretend to be just ordinary passers-by.
Leng Zimo walked over calmly, as if he didn't notice anyone was following him. He opened the trunk, took out a pair of long-handled pliers from the tool box, held it in his hand, and walked straight to their car.
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Bang!
When the pliers fell, the side glass was shattered into pieces.
The paparazzi in the car were startled, and raised their faces in panic to cover their faces. Leng Zimo's palm had already reached out from the broken window, took the camera from the man's hand, and pressed the shutter towards the two people in the car.
"Leng Zimo, you..." The paparazzi just roared angrily, "What are you..."
Quickly taking out the memory card from the camera, Leng Zimo threw the camera back into the man's arms.
"If you still want to hang out in the circle, stay away from me!"
If the man wanted to say anything more, the paparazzi driving the car had already smiled, "Mr. Leng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Turning around, Leng Zimo put the pliers back in the trunk, got back in the car, and drove away with the Audi R8.
Looking at the camera without the memory card in his hand, the paparazzi just cursed in anger, "This guy has gone too far. I will publish a news article tomorrow."
The middle-aged man driving the car had a bitter look on his face, "Didn't you see that he took a photo of us? How dare you post his news? You really don't want to be in the industry anymore. Have you forgotten how Zhang Hua was imprisoned?!"
"Then let's forget it?" The young man looked unwilling.
"Otherwise?" The middle-aged man sighed and looked at the broken side window with a distressed look on his face. "I have only owned this car for less than a month and it is still new. It is really unlucky. When I see him in the future,
It’s better to hide far away.”
inside the car.
Leng Zimo smiled and looked at the little guy huddled under the suit, "Okay, you can come out now."
Luo Jun poked his little head out from under his suit, "Has the bad guy left?"
"Yes, Uncle Zimo has already driven them away." Leng Zimo said.
"Uncle Zimo is so awesome!" There was a look of admiration in the little guy's eyes.
Leng Zimo smiled back at him and slowly turned the car into the villa community.
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That night, when Luo Xiaoqian returned home, the lights were already on.
Looking at Leng Zimo's car parked outside the door, she parked the car into the garage with a smile and walked into the living room with the wine she bought specially. In the dining room, she saw Luo Jun setting out the dishes and Leng Zimo was placing the dishes.
The soup was brought out from the kitchen and placed on the table.
"Momo, great!"
Noting the little guy's neatly arranged dishes, Leng Zimo didn't hesitate to praise him.
Seeing the warm scene between father and son, Luo Xiaoqian's heart was filled with joy.
This is the life she wants!
"Mom!" Luo Jun turned around, noticed her standing in the living room, and immediately ran over, "You came back just in time. Uncle Zimo and I just finished cooking."
Leng Zimo was taking off his apron when he turned to look at her. The corners of his lips immediately raised up to smile at her.
