Chapter 162 One big and two small, both belong to him, Mu Shaoling
"What are parent-child shoes?" Ruanruan asked the shoe seller sweetly.
"Wait a minute, I'll show it to the little cutie."
The pretty lady selling shoes disappeared and when she came back, she was holding four shoe boxes.
In order to sell shoes, the salesperson worked very hard to start introducing shoes.
Four pairs of identical white sneakers, simple, clean and elegant, with a red brand logo on the back of the shoes.
Placed on the ground, the shoe seller pointed it out to the children and adults: "This pair belongs to your father, this pair belongs to your mother, and yours and brother's. The whole family wears the same shoes.
How warm."
Ruanruan understood the words of the shoe seller. She turned around and looked at Aunt Xiaobai and her brother, muttering in a low voice: "Daddy has one pair, I have one pair, Auntie Xiaobai has one pair, and brother has one pair."
"When we walk on the street like this, others will know that we are a family, right?" Mu Zhanbai looked at a huge advertising wall in the distance and asked blankly.
Ruan Bai lowered his head, covering his aching forehead with his hand, and saw the advertising wall in this store.
Family shoes seem to be the brand's main product this season, with ads everywhere.
On the advertising wall in the store, there is a commercial shot by a certain European and American superstar and his family. In the advertisement, the whole family goes hiking together. The whole family is wearing the same shoes, the same clothes, and the same baseball caps.
First of all, a pair of shoes from this brand costs several thousand, which is too luxurious for her.
Secondly, she is not the legitimate mother of her children yet. Even if she wants to wear parent-child shoes with her children, it is not at this time.
The salesperson was still working hard on the introduction, and seemed to realize that the child's father was not short of money, and he bought things based on preference without looking at the price.
Capturing a child's heart is equivalent to reaching into the wallet of the child's father.
Yes, that's right. Mu Shaoling sat there and didn't care about choosing shoes or anything like that. He had a long face and looked like a ruthless financier responsible for swiping credit cards to pay.
Anyone in any line of work should work hard. Ruan Bai can understand the salesman's hard selling.
But Ruan Bai wanted to open his mouth to tell the salesperson "I am not their mother" several times, but when the words reached his lips, he could not say them out.
Because Zhan Zhan Ruanruan was indeed born to her, and no one can change this fact...
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Ruanruan fell in love with these pairs of parent-child shoes and looked at her brother with one eye.
Mu Zhanbai came over and whispered to his sister: "Go and tell dad that your eyes are hurt now. Dad will listen to you."
"Okay brother."
Ruanruan anxiously ran towards the sofa.
Mu Shaoling sat on the leather sofa in the store with his legs crossed. On the low table beside him was a glass of water poured by the receptionist.
"Dad..." Ruanruan ran over with one eye open, stuck in front of her father, and pulled the financial magazine off her father's hand with her two little fleshy hands.
Mu Shaoling never paid attention to the salesperson or the children. Now his daughter came over. He stood up, picked up her and asked, "Have you finished selecting? Dad is going to pay."
One child and one child walked towards the shoe rack.
Only then did the saleswoman see the man's face as he raised his head.
The man exuded a mature and steady aura, and his facial expression was very serious, but he looked very loving while holding his daughter.
The salesman couldn't help but take a few more glances. He always felt that this man... looked very similar to the cover character on the latest issue of a financial magazine...
"Dad, can we wear parent-child shoes?"
After Ruanruan finished speaking, she was afraid that her father would reject her, so she buried her little face on her father's shoulder and was ready to cry sadly.
"That's right sir, these four pairs of shoes are the latest models..."
The salesman talked a lot.
Mu Shaoling understood the concept and meaning of parent-child shoes. There were four pairs on the floor, including his and Ruan Bai's.
Ruan Bai felt Mu Shaoling's gaze, so he also looked at him.
When their eyes met, Ruan Bai shook his head, wanting him to refuse the child's request.
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Twenty minutes later.
Mu Shaoling put the four shopping bags he was carrying into the car.
The moment he closed the car door and turned around, the man's sharp gaze swept across a field of white. There were three pairs of identical shoes on Ruan Bai's feet, Luanruan's and Zhan Zhan's feet.
Mu Shaoling couldn't help but smile inwardly. Behind him were two children and a mother. By one glance, others could tell that the three of them, one big and two small, were all his.
Because he also wore a pair of white sneakers on his feet.
Mu Shaoling remembered that he only wore this kind of clothes in middle and high school. Later, he started to travel in the business world. Suits, shirts, and leather shoes became a cold and serious standard outfit.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Dong Zijun sent the verification code for the "drama" ticket.
The play started at 2:40 in the afternoon. There was still time to go there after lunch, but it was still early for lunch.
Zhan Zhan was waiting in the aisle of the parking lot and secretly told Ruan Bai that he wanted to go to the amusement park.
Ruan Bai was pushed out by the two little guys and was responsible for convincing his father.
Mu Shaoling saw Ruan Bai walking towards her. When she got there, she said, "Zhan Zhan and Ruanruan want to go to the amusement park, okay?"
"Are you not happy?" Mu Shaoling frowned at the woman in front of him and asked.
I am not happy because I am not happy about wearing parent-child shoes.
"Wearing the same shoes as the three of you openly on the street, I'm afraid that someone will take a photo and make a fuss about it," Ruan Bai said.
A few days ago, magazines were full of news about him holding his child and going out for breakfast.
Single women in the city almost followed the trend and asked themselves who would marry such a man.
Mu Shaoling frowned: "What article are you writing about? Are you worried that the media will give you the title of my lover, or are you worried that people will know that you are the mother of my two children?"
"..."
Ruan Bai wants to say that it is both.
Mu Shaoling locked the car and glanced at the identical shoes that the two of them were wearing. For a moment, he looked like a man in love and was filled with jealousy: "Maybe you are worried about being seen by the man on your marriage certificate."
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Facing Ruan Bai, he would often feel a ball of desire in his crotch and a ball of anger in his head.
"I didn't..." Ruan Bai shook his head without hesitation.
Seemingly satisfied with the answer, Mu Shaoling lit a cigarette, lowered his head and said, "It's not the best. These shoes are for me to wear. If I take them off, I won't see my child again."
Ruan Bai was speechless.
After accompanying his children to the playground, Ruan Bai went to the hospital before lunch.
at the same time.
Zhang Xingan, who had just driven out of the hospital twenty minutes ago, received a call from his mother.
"Have a good trip, do you still remember that you promised your dad and mom that you would watch a movie or a play with us? Mom booked three tickets for the play. The show will start at 2:40 p.m. Look, you drive
Come pick up mom and your dad?" The quarrel between father and son has not subsided, and the aunt wanted to take the opportunity to ease the relationship between them.
