Chapter 485

At the moment, Jing Qian small face son pulled down, suddenly turned to stare at the child, "you say it again?"

The child said again, "you are not the young master of Xi family. Your father is nanlinmo, and your mother is little..."

Words have not spoken, Jing Qian has already rushed up.

Although Jing Qian was only eight years old, his parents had good genes and his height was considered to be the best among his peers. He kicked the boy to the ground and rode up again.

The other two children saw that their companions were bullied and rushed up one after another.

When Jing Qian was three years old, Xi Muqiao sent him to learn self-defense. In addition, he also had a friend to support him, so he didn't lose out.

South of Mona cold sight from each other's three children swept one by one, lip corner sneer is also.

Jing Qian has been learning self-defense since he was three years old. He has an advantage in height. The other side is spoiled and spoiled. Of course, it is much more tragic than Jing Qian.

One by one, crying, sniveling and tears, it's just one by one!

This is, a middle-aged man suddenly came in.

As soon as he came in, he saw Nan Lin mo. the man was stunned. He quickly stepped forward and reached out, "Hello, Mr. Nan. I'm wang Yanlai. I'm..."

"I know you." South of Mo Shuan sound.

The man was stunned at first, then nodded quickly.

But do not want to South Lin Mo continued, "I think if my father knows this matter, your cooperation will be terminated."

Not only Wang Yan to a Leng, even after the body of those women are stunned.

Nanlin Mo didn't take over the family business, but went out to fight for the current Guanglin entertainment company. They had no business relationship with Nanlin Mo, but they did with Nan Laozi!

From the teacher's call for parents, Nanlin Mo came to know that the rumor that Xi Jingqian is the son of Nanlin Mo must be true.

If you offend the young prince of the south family, you will certainly not give up the old man's temper!

The key is that the relationship between Nanjia, Xijia and Jijia is so good that they have three legs in Jiangcheng, and they are involved in almost all industries. What's more, the companies that are blacklisted by them have no way to survive!

At this thought, the three women turned pale.

But Wang Yanlai, is frightened bean big sweat unceasingly to flow down.

He turned his head and glared at the women and children who didn't strive for success. The child was frightened and cried louder.

"Mr. Nan, we are really wrong. Our children are spoiled by our family. I will discipline them when I go home. There are also women with broken mouths. Please forgive us this time if you have a lot of them!"

Qian Nan turns to the front of him, but he doesn't look at him. He doesn't look at him.

Looking at the child and thinking for a while, he remembered and asked, "who are you, Wen Shaofan?"

"My father."

Mo nodded in the south, raised his hand to touch the child's head, and his face showed a smile.

Wang Yanlai wants to fight for it again, but he is stopped by Wang Lin.

To the child simple treatment of the wound, South Lin Mo with two children left the infirmary, went to the rest room.

Half way, I just met Wen Shaofan who came upstairs.

Wen Shaofan was stunned and then recognized.

"Mo in the south!"

"It's me," the man said

The little boy next to him yelled, "Dad!"

Wen Shaofan's eyes moved down to see his son behind him.

When he saw the injury on his son's face, he gently raised his eyebrow, pulled his son over, raised his small chin and frowned, "I really had a fight with my classmates."

The little guy was a little happy, "mm-hmm!"

Smell speech, south face Mo mouth corner smoked.

Why did he see pleasure in the tone and expression of Wen Shaofan and his son?

Touching his son's face again, Wen Shaofan raised his eyes and said, "find a place to have a cup of tea?"

"Good!"

When the two children were there, they found a dessert shop.

Two men ordered two cups of black coffee, two children's ice cream and two pieces of Matcha mousse.

Nanlin Mo and Wen Shaofan were schoolmates in primary school, and Xi Muqiao and Ji Su were playmates when they were young. However, when they went to middle school, Wen Shaofan's family went abroad, and then they gradually lost contact.

"Is this little fellow your son?"

Nan Lin Mo's eyes gently looked at Jing Qian, who was eating ice cream, nodded, "yes, Jing Qian is the son of Mu Yan and me, and is mu Qiao's sister. Do you still remember?"

Of course, Shao Wen said, "I've got two little girls in the back of her pigtails all day

Think of that year, South Lin Mo Pu Chi also laughed, "yes, it's her."Wen Shaofan took another look at the child and nodded with a smile.

He heard his son say that he had a good partner in school, named Xi Jingqian.

He was very curious about why Nanlin Mo's son was surnamed Xi, and he had not heard that Nanlin Mo and Xi Muyan were married. He was curious, but he would not ask.

"My son's personality is relatively introverted. I always thought that he would not conflict with others, let alone fight with others, but I didn't expect that my son would fight."

With that, Wen Shaofan himself laughed.

Nanlin Mo also followed with a smile, "yes, quite early we several people hold a group to fight together, but did not expect so many years later, our children should also hold a group fight."

Half an hour later, they left with their children and arranged to get together with their brothers some other day.

Nanlin Mo did not have the mind to dally with those people, all to assistant Wang Lin, he took his son to the company.

Jing Qian's mood is much better. She looks at the scar on her forehead with the make-up mirror left by her mother in the car and curls her mouth discontentedly.

Little guy is still very concerned about his appearance, although it is only a shallow one, but he is also very unhappy.

The man from the rearview mirror full face tangled little guy one eye, said, "it's OK, in the afternoon take you to Mingyang Godfather where to get a tube of ointment, make sure that no scar will be left."

The little guy replied stiffly.

In front of the company building, after parking, Jingqian took the lead to jump down.

Nanlin gives the key to the car to the security guard and enters the hall.

It wasn't the first time the kid came, but it was all a kid.

After he was seven years old, the little guy's facial features became more and more like empress Mo's in the south. Xi Muyan banned him from coming here for fear of being seen out by someone with a heart.

The receptionist didn't recognize it for a moment, but just wanted to ask the child who he was looking for, he saw his president come in and waved to Jing Qian.

"Jingqian, come here."

The little guy came over with his hands in his pocket, looking leisurely.

The man raised his eyebrows and said, "this is my son. When he comes, he will inform me at the first time."