"Really?" Leng Zimo smiled. "Alright, then tell Uncle, is this new friend of yours a boy or a girl?"
"Of course, he’s a boy, and he can play the piano just like Uncle!"
"Good, Uncle knows now, Uncle will prepare an extra gift."
"I also have to call Uncle Zirui, so I’m hanging up now, bye Uncle Zimo!"
The little girl swiftly ended the call, and Leng Zimo put his phone back in his pocket, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.
The birthday banquet for Qin Wanwan had been announced early by Qin Lan and Huangfu Ruo, and naturally, Leng Zimo had already prepared the princess’s birthday gift well in advance.
Now, having received a call from the little one, hearing about a boy who would share her birthday celebration, he naturally needed to prepare an extra gift.
But what gift should he give to a four-year-old boy?
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Five days later, Beijing.
The Lincoln car stopped in front of the villa, and Mike was the first to get out and open the door, as Luo Xiaoqian stepped out of the car.
"This is the place. Not bad for the environnt, right?" Mike gestured towards the small villa with his chin.
Luo Xiaoqian glanced at the two-story villa before her, her eyes sweeping over the lush green hills in the distance, and she nodded slightly, "The environnt is nice."
"Glad you like it. Even though it’s in the suburbs, it’s just over twenty minutes to Mo Mo’s kindergarten via the expressway. There’s no traffic jams, and it’s very convenient. Upstairs, there’s a study, a piano room, and three bedrooms. John can stay next to Mo Mo’s room. Downstairs, there are two more bedrooms, and the garage can fit two cars. If you want to exercise in the morning, just go through the woods over there, and you’ll reach the lakeshore. The air and scenery are both pretty good..."
Mike was introducing the place to her, while fetching her luggage from the trunk of the taxi.
As the taxi drove away, John had already picked up Mo Mo from kindergarten and returned.
"Mommy!"
Seeing Luo Xiaoqian, the little guy imdiately jumped out of the car and ran over, throwing himself into her arms and planting a kiss on her face.
"Good boy!" She kissed him back and after putting him down, held his hand as they walked through the door. Luo Xiaoqian didn’t forget to ask, "So, are you happy?"
"Yeah!" The little one nodded while carefully taking out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket and presenting it to her. "This is a gift for you. Teacher said that everyone’s birthday is the most painful day for their mother, so on your birthday, you should give a gift to Mom."
John opened the front door and the mother and son entered the living room together. Luo Xiaoqian carefully unfolded the paper and saw a cute, colored drawing with three little people on it.
"This is , this is Mommy," Luo Jun pointed to the tallest figure on the drawing, "And this is Daddy."
Contrary to most kids who like to put themselves in the middle, Luo Jun’s drawing had the little person representing Mommy in the center.
"Why did you put Mommy in the middle?" Luo Xiaoqian asked out of curiosity.
"Because Daddy and I want to protect Mommy," Luo Jun replied as a matter of course.
Luo Xiaoqian felt a warmth in her heart. By then, John had passed her a note: "This is from Mo Mo’s classmate’s mother. It has her address and phone number on it."
She took the note and looked at the address. When her eyes reached the phone number and the na "Huangfu Ruo" written below it, Luo Xiaoqian was instantly startled.
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