"Is this Mo Mo’s father?" Li Xian frowned slightly, "Doesn’t quite look like it?!"
If there’s African genes in the bloodline, this child couldn’t look so Asian, could he?!
"He’s Mo Mo’s bodyguard, John. He can only understand simple Chinese. If necessary, you can communicate with him in English." Leng Zimo explained.
Bodyguard?!
Everyone was a bit surprised to hear that such a young child had a bodyguard?!
"This child..." Li Xian was also a bit surprised, "Wouldn’t he be spoiled?!"
Having a bodyguard at such a young age, Li Xian naturally thought of Mo Mo as a well-connected rich kid, usually raised in comfort, inevitably making him a bit worried.
"No need to worry, Mo Mo is very sensible and independent." Leng Zimo sat down in the empty chair next to him, "Where’s Qin Lan?"
"He was busy filming late last night until past four, so he’s catching up on sleep now. He’ll be over in a while." Li Xian glanced at his watch and gestured to his assistant by his side, "Continue!"
The assistant imdiately stood up, grabbed the loudspeaker, and shouted, "Ready to start..."
Hearing his voice, the actors for this scene imdiately ca over to reshoot the previous set of scenes that Li Xian wasn’t satisfied with.
In the makeup tent, the makeup artist, stylist, and assistants all ca together to help Luo Jun put on his wig. Everyone was initially worried that such a young child would quickly lose patience, but unexpectedly, this little guy sat quietly on the chair, hands on the backrest, sitting perfectly straight.
"Don’t worry, it won’t hurt." The makeup artist thought he was scared and smiled to comfort him.
"I’m not afraid of pain." Luo Jun imdiately denied, "Mom told to cooperate, so I’m cooperating with you."
"Mo Mo is so well-behaved. How old are you, five or six?" the makeup artist asked with a smile.
"I just had my fourth birthday a few days ago," Luo Jun replied.
The makeup artist listened with nothing but envy, "Your mom is really lucky to have such a well-behaved son like you."
"Of course, my mother is a princess," Luo Jun said proudly.
Just then, Qin Gang, who had just woken up from a nap in the car, walked over and heard Luo Jun’s voice from the makeup tent. He curiously walked over and, seeing the charming and delicate little Luo Jun sitting there, naturally developed a fondness for the little guy, being a father himself.
"Hey, where did this little guy co from?"
"This little guy is not simple!" the makeup artist laughed, picking up a strand of hair, "His pay is comparable to yours!"
Luo Jun saw Qin Lan and found him sowhat familiar. After looking carefully several tis, he asked curiously, "Are you... Uncle Qin?!"
Although he hadn’t t Qin Lan in person, he had seen him video calling Qin Wanwan at her birthday party last ti. However, now Qin Lan was in costu, so Luo Jun took a while to recognize him but still wasn’t entirely sure.
"You recognize ?!" Qin Lan walked over, took a closer look at the little one’s face, "Oh, I know, you’re Wanwan’s good friend, Mo Mo, right?!"
Qin Lan had heard quite a bit about Luo Jun because Qin Wanwan often talked about him at ho.
Luo Jun nodded, "Yes, I am Mo Mo."
"He’s Wanwan’s classmate? What a coincidence!" the assistant beside them exclaid in surprise.
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