Chapter 471

At that moment, Jing Qian's little face pulled down and suddenly turned around and stared at the child, "say it again?"

Once again, "Mommy, isn't that your baby's home..."

Before he spoke, Jing Qian rushed up.

Although Jing Qian was only eight years old, his parents had good genes. He was already a leader in height among his peers. He kicked the boy underground and rode up again.

The remaining two children of the other party rushed up when they saw their companions being bullied.

When Jing Qian was three years old, Xi Muqiao sent him to learn self-defense. In addition, he also had the support of a friend on his side. Two beat three, but he didn't lose.

In the south, Mo Na's cold eyes swept one by one from each other's three children, and so did the sneer on the corners of his lips.

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

One by one, crying, sniveling and tears, it's just a bag of advice!

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

As soon as I came in, I saw nanlinmo. The man was stunned. He hurried forward and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Mr. Nan, I'm wang Yanlai, I......"

"I know you." Mo suddenly made a sound in the south.

The man was stunned first, and then nodded quickly.

But I don't want nanlinmo to continue, "I think if my father knows this, your cooperation relationship is estimated to be terminated."

Not only was Wang Yan stunned, but even the women behind him were stunned.

Nanlinmo didn't take over the family business, but went out to work for the current Guanglin entertainment company. They have no business with nanlinmo, but they have a relationship with nanlaozi!

From the teacher called the parents, who came from Nanlin Mo, we know that the rumor that Xi Jingqian is Nanlin Mo's son must be true.

If you annoy the little prince of the south family, you will not give up because of the old man's temper!

The key is that the relationship between Nanjia, Xi Jia and Ji Jia is so good. There are three pillars in Jiangcheng, and they are involved in almost all industries. Moreover, the companies that are blacklisted by the three of them can be said to have no way to live!

At this thought, the three women turned white.

Wang Yanlai was so frightened that bean's sweat kept flowing down.

Turned his head and glared at his frustrated women and children. The child was frightened and cried louder.

"Mr. Nan, we are really wrong. The children are spoiled at home. I will discipline them well when I go home. There are broken mouths in women's house. Please forgive us this time, Mr. Nan!"

Nanlinmo didn't speak. Instead, he turned and walked in front of Jing Qian. He looked aside at the little boy who was half a head shorter than Jing Qian. His face was also colored. It wasn't very serious.

After looking at the child and thinking for a while, he remembered and asked, "who is Wen Shaofan?"

"My father."

Nanlin Mo nodded, raised his hand and touched the child's head, with a smile on his face.

Wang Yanlai wanted to fight for it again, but he was stopped by Wang Lin.

After a brief treatment of the child's wound, nanlinmo left the infirmary with his two children and went to the lounge.

Halfway there, I just met Wen Shaofan who came upstairs.

Wen Shaofan was stunned and then recognized it.

"South facing Mo!"

The man hooked his lips, "it's me."

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

Wen Shaofan looked down and saw his son behind him.

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

The little guy was a little happy, "uh huh!"

Smell speech, south face Mo mouth corner took a smoke.

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

He touched his son's little 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.

The two men ordered two cups of black coffee, ice cream for the two children and two pieces of Matcha mousse.

Nanlin Mo and Wen Shaofan were classmates in primary school. They were also playmates with simuccio and Ji Su when they were children. Only when they were promoted to middle school, Wen Shaofan's family went abroad, and then they slowly lost contact.

"Is this little guy your son?"

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

Wen Shaofan sipped his coffee and said, "of course, it's the little girl who follows us all day, wears two pigtails and makes trouble everywhere."

Remembering that year, Nanlin Mo puffed and laughed, "yes, it's her."

Wen Shaofan glanced at the child again, smiled and nodded.

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

He wondered why nanlinmo's son was surnamed Xi, and he didn't hear that nanlinmo married Xi Muyan. Curiosity is curiosity, but he won't ask.

"My son is introverted. I always thought he wouldn't conflict with others, let alone fight with others, but I didn't expect my son to fight."

With that, Wen Shaofan smiled himself.

Nanlinmo also laughed, "yes, at the beginning of the year, several of US fought together, but we didn't expect that our children would fight together after so many years."

Half an hour later, they left with their children and made an appointment to get together with their brothers another day.

Nanlinmo didn't have the mind to linger with those people. He threw it all to assistant Wang Lin and took his son to the company.

Jing Qian is in a much better mood. He looks at the scar on his forehead with the makeup mirror left by his mother in the car and tilts his mouth discontentedly.

The little guy is still very concerned about his appearance. Although it's only a superficial one, he's also very unhappy.

The man glanced at the tangled little guy in the rearview mirror and said, "it's all right. I'll take you to Mingyang godfather's place to get a tube of ointment in the afternoon. Make sure that no scars will be left."

The little guy gave a dull answer.

In front of the company building, after parking, Jing Qian jumped down first.

Nanlinmo gave the car key to the security guard and entered the hall.

It's not the first time the little guy came, but it was when he was a child.

Since he was seven years old, the little guy's facial features have become more and more like that of empress Mo in the south. Xi Muyan banned him from coming here for fear that he would be seen by interested people.

The receptionist at the front desk didn't recognize it. Just wanted to ask who the child was looking for, he saw his president come in and wave to Jing Qian.

"Jing Qian, come here."

The little guy came over and took his pocket with both hands, looking leisurely.

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