Luo Jun held Xu Xia's arm and led her into the living room, and Leng Xiaoxie turned around to get the gift.
Stopping next to Leng Zimo, Leng Zirui lightly shrugged his shoulders.
"I already know. I have already called my father. He is far away in Hainan and will be fine."
Now that Leng Zimo and Luo Jun have received the news, Leng Zirui has also received the news.
Leng Zimo frowned slightly and looked at Xueye in the distance.
"I have already made arrangements. If my guess is not wrong, he will definitely come tonight."
"Just leave this matter to me!" Leng Xiaoxie walked up the steps carrying two paper bags, "You two, just have a good holiday!"
Leng Zirui rolled his eyes at him and said, "Just stay there and stop interfering in adults' matters!"
Leng Xiaoxie smiled mischievously, "Then I'll join the head office?"
"Stop playing word games with me. If I don't have you, I don't have anything to do with you. Go in and eat." Leng Zirui turned sideways and stretched out his hand to pull up the collar of his field uniform. "There's just a T-shirt inside. You
Aren’t you cold?!”
Leng Xiaoxie shrugged, "I'm not old."
This time, before Leng Zirui could speak, Leng Zimo's gaze had already been cast over.
"Xiao Xie, are you talking about me, your uncle?"
"Absolutely not. You and my dad are not on the same level. My dad is a human being and you are a male god. How can a male god get old?!"
Leng Zirui raised his hand and hit him on the head with a bang, "Go, go, adults, talk, children, don't interrupt, go inside."
"Uncle, have you seen this?" Leng Xiaoxie made a face at Leng Zimo, "My dad is a typical bureaucracy!"
"When grandpa comes back during the Spring Festival in a few days, you can file a good complaint against him. I will give you a witness then." Leng Zimo smiled and patted his shoulder, "I know you are young and are not afraid of the cold, but you still need more
Wear something, don't damage your body."
"It's okay, I'm still hot just for this!" Leng Xiaoxie said with a smile.
"Let's go!" Leng Zimo turned around, "Let's go to dinner. The women don't know yet. Don't let them worry."
The three men walked into the living room together and sat down at the table.
Let's all eat together.
At the table, Leng Xiaoxie was chatting and laughing, making everyone laugh out loud from time to time. Even Chu Le couldn't stop giggling.
Leng Zimo gently touched the arm of his brother Leng Zirui, "Does it look like... when you were young?"
"How to talk?" Leng Zirui's face darkened in displeasure, "What do you mean when I was young? I am still young now."
One sentence and everyone laughed.
At this time, Luo Jun had already stood up straight from his chair and walked towards the hall door.
"Dad, Zhuoran is here."
Hearing the name Zhuoran, Leng Zimo immediately put down his job and turned towards the floor-to-ceiling window.
Outside the window, Ah Sang and Ah Cheng were helping the injured Zhuo Ran up the steps.
Looking at the young man who was injured but still elegant, Leng Zimo raised the corners of his lips slightly and stood up from the chair.
Chu Xiaochen and others also stood up after him.
Leng Zimo said loudly, "Luo Jun, let Mr. Zhuo come over for dinner too!"
"Okay!" Luo Jun turned to Zhuoran and smiled, "Come on...eat first."
Walking to the table with Luo Jun, Zhuo Ran smiled and extended his right hand to Leng Zimo, "Mr. Leng, you... just call me by my name."
"Zhuoran!" Leng Zimo held his palm and spoke in a gentle tone, "I'm glad to see you."
