He instinctively stepped on the brakes, and the car behind him, trying to leave the community, had already honked impatiently.
Leng Zimo drove the car out of the community gate, pulled over to let the car behind pass, then looked at the white car again, but it was nowhere to be seen.
He couldn’t rember any acquaintances living here. Who was that woman just now?!
"Sir!" The community security guard ca over and knocked on the car window, "You can’t park here."
"I’m leaving right away." Recollecting his thoughts, Leng Zimo restarted the car and drove toward the community where he lived.
Inside the community.
Luo Xiaoqian skillfully parked her white car in the garage, took out the groceries she had just bought from the trunk, and Luo Jun and John had already co over to greet her.
"Mo Mo, when did you co back?" Seeing the little guy, she was pleasantly surprised. She handed the shopping bag to John and imdiately took the little guy’s hand and walked towards the living room, "Did you have fun?"
"Of course, we went to the Forbidden City, and we also went boating at Houhai..."
"Boating? Didn’t it rain in the afternoon? You still went boating?"
"Yeah, it started raining just as we got on the boat. Uncle Zimo was so afraid I’d get wet that he carried and ran towards the car, almost tripping." Recalling the scene, Luo Jun just chuckled lightly, "Later, he took to Grandpa Leng’s house for a bath."
"Grandpa Leng?!" Luo Xiaoqian froze mid-step, "Uncle Zimo took you to see Grandpa Leng?"
"Yes, Aunt Su even made so kind of sweet soup for , saying that drinking it would prevent from catching a cold." Luo Jun took a step back, "Mom, look, these are Uncle Zimo’s childhood clothes."
Uncle Zimo’s childhood clothes?!
Luo Xiaoqian looked closely at the outfit on him, finding it familiar.
Stepping forward, she carefully checked the label on the little guy’s clothes. The label was from a very famous children’s clothing brand, but this brand had only been around for just over a decade, so it couldn’t possibly be Leng Zimo’s childhood clothes.
After a mont of thought, Luo Xiaoqian understood that these clothes must have been bought for the little guy by her and Zimo back then.
At that ti, although she was only newly pregnant, both of them were very excited. Whenever they saw beautiful toys and children’s clothes, they couldn’t help but buy them. Back then, Aunt Su always said that buying these clothes so early was unnecessary and that they didn’t even know if the baby was a boy or a girl, so they might not be useful. Leng Zimo always smiled indulgently and said he wanted to keep them for the baby to wear when they grew up.
For those seven days, to avoid leaving any traces, she did many things. It’s just that there were so many things to do, she forgot to throw away these clothes. She guessed that Aunt Su didn’t have the heart to dispose of them and kept them all.
Unexpectedly, the cycle of fate had led to these clothes being worn by the little guy in the end.
"Mom?!" Seeing Luo Xiaoqian holding his collar in silence, the little guy curiously asked, "What’s wrong?"
Luo Xiaoqian snapped back to reality, "Uncle Zimo didn’t call . Did you walk back from the community gate by yourself?"
"Uncle Zimo brought ho. He just left. Mom, didn’t you see his car? The blue Audi R8."
A blue Audi R8?!
Scenes of the car she encountered at the community gate flashed across Luo Xiaoqian’s mind. Had she... just brushed past him? Did Leng Zimo see her?
"Mom, Uncle Zimo seems to be sick," Luo Jun’s tone carried a hint of concern.
"Sick?" Luo Xiaoqian’s eyebrows furrowed, "What happened?"
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