Luo Jun knocked on the door, and Xiao Ding ca over to open it.
"Hello, Uncle Ding."
Luo Jun imdiately greeted him politely.
Originally, Xiao Ding had so slight reservations about the little guy, but now seeing Luo Jun, he found him increasingly pleasant to the eye and imdiately reached out to pick him up from the ground. "Hello, Mo Mo, co on, let Uncle give you a hug!"
After picking up the little guy, Xiao Ding didn’t forget to give Luo Xiaoqian a aningful look.
Luo Xiaoqian walked in, only to see Leng Zimo sitting on the hospital bed, a laptop on his lap, focused on the files on the screen. Beside him on the table was breakfast that Xiao Ding had bought back, untouched.
"Damn it!" Seeing a progress report from his subordinates, he cursed angrily, slamd the laptop shut, and tossed it aside. He got out of bed, picked up the phone from the small table, and dialed a number. "Finish all the required progress in ten days, or else..."
Turning around, he saw Luo Xiaoqian standing in front of him, tilting her head with a wide smile. He was montarily taken aback, then naturally smiled back at her, "Just a mont!"
"Sure!" The subordinate on the other end of the scolding quickly agreed.
"Not you!" Leng Zimo cursed angrily.
"Good morning, Uncle Zimo," Luo Jun, held in Xiao Ding’s arms, waved his little hand with a smile.
"Good morning," Leng Zimo imdiately replied with a smile.
"Good morning to you too!" The subordinate on the phone, already terrified, replied, "President Leng, I know the progress is a bit slow this ti, and there are indeed objective reasons for this..."
"Objective reasons?!" Leng Zimo was ready to explode again, but seeing Luo Xiaoqian gesture with her finger to lift the corners of his lips in a smile, looking adorable, he just chuckled lightly, "Alright, alright, you’re lucky today. Two weeks, at most two weeks, you must catch up to the progress I want."
Hanging up the phone, Leng Zimo looked helplessly at Luo Xiaoqian in front of him and imdiately stepped towards Xiao Ding, who was holding Luo Jun, "Mo Mo, did you have any nightmares last night?"
"Nope," the little guy shook his head. "Does Uncle Zimo’s hand still hurt?"
"Of course not," Leng Zimo replied with a smile.
As the two were chatting, a knock at the door sounded again. Luo Xiaoqian walked over and opened the door, revealing Leng Zirui standing outside.
"All is well," he whispered to her as he stepped in. "Heard soone got injured honorably, so I ca to pay a special visit, how co no one’s here to welco ?!"
Seeing his brother, Leng Zimo simply frowned slightly, "That Shen Xiaochuan, selling out again?!"
Beside them, Luo Xiaoqian could only apologize in her mind to Shen Yizhou, who took the bla for her this ti.
Upon seeing Leng Zirui, Luo Jun imdiately slid down from Xiao Ding’s arms excitedly and ran over to Leng Zirui, "Uncle Zirui!"
Answering, Leng Zirui squatted down to hold the little guy’s shoulders, carefully looked him over, and then made a pretend grab with his right hand in the air.
"Mo Mo, guess what Uncle brought you?!"
Luo Jun looked at his tightly clenched fist and shook his head lightly.
"Pay close attention!" Leng Zirui slowly opened his palm, revealing a bullet casing lying quietly inside, with a small hole through which a beautiful silver chain was threaded.
"Wow, that’s amazing!" The little guy imdiately took it excitedly and showed it to Luo Xiaoqian, "Mom, look, a necklace made from a bullet casing!"
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