The little guy clenched his two small fists tightly, and his big black and white eyes were full of anger. He was obviously only a few years old, but he exuded an innate domineering and noble air.
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"I want you to take back what you just said and apologize to my mother!"
Why is there a little boy in their closet?
"Who are you?" a woman asked in confusion.
Another person looked Luo Jun up and down, thinking of the broadcast just now, and then thinking of what the little guy said, his eyes widened in surprise, "You... your mother is not Luo Xiaoqian, is she?!"
Hearing the voice of her companion, the first woman also looked at Luo Jun carefully.
During the wedding just now, Luo Jun had appeared. Although it was just a few glances, this little guy was too dazzling, so she paid special attention to it. Now that she saw Luo Jun, it was easy to recognize his identity.
She hurriedly stood up and walked over, "Kid, don't get me wrong, we just...were just having fun!"
It's okay to talk about this kind of gossip behind your back, but if you really have to say it in front of the person involved, they wouldn't dare.
Who doesn’t know what kind of person Leng Zimo is and what kind of temper he has? If he knew that they dared to say these things behind their backs, wouldn’t they be seeking death?!
"Yes, yes, children, we are all joking." Another woman also came over and wanted to touch Luo Jun's head.
"Don't touch me!" Luo Jun frowned and took a step back, "I hate you."
"Kid, Auntie doesn't mean any harm. Although we were just joking, Auntie still apologizes to you. We take back what we just said..."
"Yes, we take back what we just said and apologize to you. I'm sorry..."
Afraid that this little guy would complain in front of "Leng Emperor", the two women secretly cursed this little guy for hiding in their room, but they apologized with fawning expressions on their faces.
Luo Jun just kept a straight face and said nothing.
"By the way, kid, you must be hungry after hiding for so long. Auntie has chocolate and jelly here. Do you want to eat it?"
"Yes, it's delicious. Come on, try it!"
Seeing that their apologies were fruitless, the two women were busy releasing sugar-coated bullets.
"I don't want it!" Luo Jun said with a stern face, not appreciating it at all, "You just said that my father is Jiao Yang, is that true?"
Rather than apologizing, he was more concerned about who his father was.
When the two women heard this question, they almost bit off their tongues with regret.
This problem is much more serious than what happened just now. If this little guy goes to Leng Zimo and they say that he is not Leng Zimo's child, Emperor Leng will definitely make their lives worse than death in his anger.
"Of course not. We are just talking nonsense. How can you be Jiao Yang's child? You must be Leng Zimo's child..."
"Yeah, we all farted just now, kid, don't believe it..."
"Really?!"
The two women nodded in unison, as if pounding garlic together.
"What evidence do you have?" Luo Jun continued to ask.
Two women have black lines all over their heads.
Why is this kid so cunning!
"Is this evidence..."
"Of course there is evidence, the evidence is..."
"What is it?!"
"That's it..." A woman had an idea, "You are so handsome, you must have inherited your father's genes, so he must be your father!"
