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Although Tang Leran turned his head to the side, he was still constantly sneaking glances at his mother. Especially when he saw the troubled look on Tang Anmo's face, he felt satisfied with her revenge.

"Hmph, not yet." Actually Tang Leran was not angry anymore. Although Tang Anmo came a little late, she still came to pick her up as per their agreement, but when she thought about how Tang Anmo had been busy with her own matters ever since she returned to this city, and had even thrown her over to Tang Yuhuan, she couldn't help but think of punishing her own mother.

"Le Ran, didn't you always happily say that mother would come to pick you up? Why are you unhappy when Mom is here? "

Tang Anmo stood up from the ground and a man stood behind Tang Leran. Looking at her young age, she had a very warm smile on her face, making people feel a sense of closeness to her.

"Hello, are you Le Ran's mother? It's my first time meeting you and I'm Le Ran's teacher, Chen Xingfan."

"Ah, Teacher Chen, how are you?" Facing the hand that Chen Xingfan stretched out, Tang Anmo quickly shook it, and her face also revealed a smile: "Thank you for taking care of Le Le Le, thank you very much."

Chen Xingfan shook his head, and then patted Tang Leran's head and said: "This is what we should do, I am happy, let us quickly go home together."

Since his own teacher had already interfered, giving Tang Leran the perfect opportunity to step on the stage, he let it slide. He stepped forward, grabbed Tang Anmo's hand, and raised her little head: "Mom, I'm not angry, let's go home."

Tang Anmo immediately nodded her head: "Ok."

Tang Leran stood at Tang Anmo's side and held her hand tightly. Tang Anmo nodded to Chen Xingfan, who also bid farewell to his teacher, and the two of them left. After walking a distance, she seemed to have sensed something and turned around to look, only to find that Chen Xingfan was still standing at his original spot looking at them.

"Le Le, it seems that you've met a pretty good teacher."

"... Maybe. "

"Huh?"

"Mom, because you're late, you're going to eat my favorite curry tonight."

"... "What do we do, we don't have any curry at home?"

"Mom, can't you do it yourself!"

"Le Le ~ You know mom's culinary skills …"

"I don't care! I will continue to be angry if I don't eat curry today! "

Although the mother and son duo were walking further and further away, they could still hear their conversation from time to time. Chen Xingfan was standing at the place where he saw her just now, watching their backs from afar and listening to their conversation.

Until his figure completely disappeared and he could no longer see them.

As compensation, Tang Anmo, who was preparing the ingredients and cooking rice, still ate the curry rice that night. However, he still went around the supermarket to buy the curry rice, while singing a song.

Tang Leran, who was obediently sitting not far from the living room watching television, turned his head to look at Tang Anmo more than once.

Finally, when the fragrant and hot curry rice was brought to the small table in front of Tang Leran, Tang Leran took the spoon and asked the question that had been on his mind since just now: "Mom, you seem to be in a good mood today?"

"Brat, you care too much! Eat your food!"

"I'm not a little kid, I'm a man!"

"Alright, alright, man. Can you eat your fill? I'll punish you if you don't eat your fill. "

Tang Anmo patted Tang Leran's head as she turned around and returned to the kitchen. Tang Leran glared at Tang Anmo's leaving figure and curled her lips in disdain, "Really, Mom always treats me like a child. I'm sure it's because of Father's matter that I'm so happy!"

Remembering his father that he hadn't seen for a long time, Tang Leran decided to find a time to meet him.

Although Tang Leran was still very unhappy about his father's actions, but in truth, as a four year old child, he still missed his father a lot, especially when his father was nice to him.

Sigh, if only Daddy could always be so nice to Mom … Let her be so happy …

The four year old Tang Leran sighed in his heart more than once.

"Achoo!" Lu Yanshen embarrassedly used a tissue to cover his nose, the sneeze came too suddenly. As he used a tissue to rub his nose that was still a little itchy, he wondered if someone was talking bad about him.

"Master Lu? "It's okay, right?" The secretary in the passenger seat turned his head with concern.

"It's nothing. I might have a cold." Lu Yanshen said indifferently.

The secretary nodded as he observed the speed of the traffic ahead and wondered if he should prepare some cold medicine tomorrow in case he needed it. This was what a qualified secretary should do.

But... The secretary looked at the traffic that did not move at all for ten minutes and could not help but sigh, "How can we reach Jinsi at such a speed? What day is it today? How can it be so crowded?"

Lu Yanshen leaned on the side of the carriage window and yawned softly after hearing that. "Since I'm late, there's no use worrying."

The secretary sighed. Even though he could tell that Lu Yanshen had always been disinterested in participating in these kinds of banquets, not to mention that this time it was the Yu Xueyao family who had caused Lu Yanshen the most headache.

Call Yu Shangwei, tell him that we are stuck here, and will be back later. Lu Yanshen added.

The secretary took out her cell phone and followed Lu Yanshen's instructions to make a call. The call was answered by Yu Shangwei's assistant, and when the assistant jogged to inform Yu Shangwei of the news, Yu Xueyao was coincidentally standing at the side.

At this time, the car conditions in the city was indeed very bad, so Yu Shangkun did not say anything. He told his assistant to call Lu Yanshen back so that he would not be impatient, and that he would take his time, but he had to come.

The assistant left in a hurry. Yu Shangkun took a look at his daughter's expression and sighed.