"Hello uncles, this is Baobao’s mommy, Le Tong!"
Le Tong was muttering to herself, what on earth is this little rascal up to, bringing her here?
On the surface, she politely nodded and smiled at the handso n, "Hello, I’m Baobao’s mommy, nice to et you all."
The eyes of the n fell uniformly on Le Tong’s face. The one closest to Le Tong and Baobao quickly moved aside to let the mother and son sit down. Then, the others realized and started pouring tea and offering fruit to the two of them.
Once they were seated comfortably, each handso man began handing over his business card in turn, giving a brief introduction in the simplest of words.
The first handso guy to Le Tong’s left, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wore a sunny smile, "Hello, my na is Lu Fan, I work at Fanxing Film and Television."
The one below Lu Fan, with a handso face but a serious look, even smiling, was still rigorous, "Hello, my na is Dong Ming, I work at Dong Group."
"Hello, my na is..."
"Hello, my na is..."
Le Tong exchanged pleasantries with each person according to their business cards. As she had guessed, this group was either CEOs or Presidents, each truly high-class and handso.
Even at this point, Le Tong still hadn’t figured out the real reason Baobao brought her to et this group of eight handso n.
What puzzled her even more was that these n were blatantly scrutinizing her, making her feel uncomfortable as if she were on display.
"Miss Le, what do you usually enjoy doing?"
Lu Fan, sitting beside Le Tong, spoke first.
Le Tong maintained a faint smile and responded politely, "I’m quite a hobody, mostly lounging at ho surfing the web outside of work hours, occasionally hiking or playing sports with friends, nothing particularly extraordinary in terms of hobbies or pastis."
Although she found these questions quite dull, since they were people Baobao introduced, she patiently outlined her preferences.
She didn’t have many friends, mainly because she was busy taking care of her mom and had little free ti to build friendships. As for love, an underlying guilt towards Baobao made her keep her distance.
"Oh? Does Miss Le like hiking too? How about rock climbing?"
Lu Fan’s eyes sparkled, clearly he had taken Le Tong’s answer too literally.
Le Tong felt an inexplicable urge to laugh but simply shook her head, "I don’t know! By hiking, I really an just hiking, like the way old folks do it!"
Those extravagant adventure sports — for ordinary people like her, they were unaffordable.
Lu Fan was montarily taken aback, perhaps due to Le Tong’s straightforwardness or because her interests aligned with those of the elderly.
"Uncle Lu, although my mommy doesn’t know rock climbing, she’s really good at tennis!"
Ji Baobao suddenly interjected, this ti it was Le Tong’s turn to be surprised.
She was indeed quite good at tennis, but she hadn’t ntioned it to Baobao, had she?
She discreetly pinched Baobao’s chubby bottom, this little guy! Already investigating people like his daddy?
"Is that so? Then when Miss Le has so free ti, shall we arrange so matches?" Lu Fan asked interestedly.
"Sorry, I’ve recently switched work positions and moved houses, so I’m quite busy." Le Tong politely declined.
Lu Fan’s face showed disappointnt, and the other n subsequently asked Le Tong various questions. Almost without exception, each of them extended invitations to Le Tong, whether to sing in karaoke or to get her contact details.
But no matter what they requested, Le Tong gave them similar refusals.
Yet as soon as she declined one, another would begin a new attempt. Finally, under the relentless invitations of these eight n, Le Tong was at her wit’s end.
"Sorry, I just rembered there’s so work I haven’t finished. I’ll go make a call to ask a colleague for help."
Having said that, regardless of whether the excuse was believable, she led Baobao out of the private room. The mother and son went to the window at the end of the corridor, where Le Tong crouched down to stroke Baobao’s head, gently asking him.
"Baobao, tell , what’s your purpose in bringing mommy here today?"
Baobao blinked and a sly gleam flickered in his eyes. "Mommy, what do you think of them?"
Le Tong seed to understand Baobao’s intentions for bringing her here today in an instant but wasn’t quite sure, after all, wasn’t Baobao not quite six yet!
"Baobao, are you trying to find a boyfriend for mommy?" Le Tong tentatively asked.
Baobao grinned, gesturing back towards the private room, "Hm, aren’t they handso?"
Le Tong ground her teeth secretly, pinching his cheek, "Handso!"
Baobao laughed even more gleefully, "Hehe, so does mommy like them?"
Le Tong’s face went dark, this little rascal! Talking about likes or dislikes, why should such a young kid worry about this matter?
Being exasperated by her son who adored her, Le Tong patiently explained to Baobao. "Baobao, didn’t mommy say before? With Baobao, mommy is enough, mommy doesn’t need a boyfriend!"
Because it’s unnecessary, there’s no need to consider liking or not.
But Baobao, acting like he hadn’t heard her explanation, reached up to hook around Le Tong’s neck and said with utmost seriousness.
"Mommy, since daddy already has a fiancée, you should quickly find a boyfriend!"
Le Tong pressed her forehead, wondering how Ji Rui, that stubborn man, managed to get along with such a little grown-up like Baobao. Just like earlier, these weren’t words a five-year-old should say. Perhaps it was sothing worrying moms would say when their spinster daughters couldn’t find a suitor.
"Baobao, just because daddy has a fiancée doesn’t an mommy needs a boyfriend."
Le Tong found that squatting down to discuss adult-level topics with her five-year-old son must look quite odd to outsiders.
"Hmph! Why not? That big fool daddy, mommy is so great, yet he doesn’t want you, he insists on marrying that crazy woman!"
Baobao, who had been smiling cheekily, suddenly changed his expression, that look of righteous indignation startled Le Tong.
"Baobao, it’s not like that. It’s not your daddy’s fault, it’s just that mommy and daddy don’t like each other. Baobao, you can’t be mad at your daddy over this."
Le Tong kept defending Ji Rui, because she knew better than anyone that in this matter, Ji Rui was truly more aggrieved than Dou E.
He wasn’t at fault, Baobao’s accusations against him were entirely unfounded.
Baobao raised his chin and snorted again, "If mommy finds a boyfriend better than daddy, I won’t be mad at him!"
Just as Le Tong was about to say sothing else, a cold and familiar voice abruptly interjected.
"What boyfriend?"
[Cold worsening, only two updates today, feeling dizzy and going to take so dicine, good night girls!]
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