Daddy and Mommy run away again

"I didn't expect Ling Lanchen to be so rich!" After hearing Xu Xiaoru's words, Xu Sanduo's eyes lit up, wishing that there were only US dollars in front of him.

Hearing this, Xu Xiaoru looked at her son with contempt, he was so worthless.

"He wants me to go to work in their company tomorrow." Xu Xiaoru said to Ni Nihao. She didn't have to report directly to Ni Nihao, so she said to Ni Nihao.

"Xiaoru, if you don't want to go, then don't go." Looking at Xu Xiaoru's calm face, Ninikhun's eyes flashed a look of embarrassment.

Seeing Ninihao's expression, Xu Xiaoru did not forget the conversation in the basement, she shook her head lightly: "I owe this to Ninihao, I will finish this matter."

"Xiaoru..." Seeing Xu Xiaoru's resolute look, Ninikhun felt a little helpless.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoru's cell phone rang, which was stuffed by Ling Lanchen before she came out of Ling Lanchen's office.

For the sake of the mission and the convenience of getting close to Ling Lanchen, Xu Xiaoru did not refuse.

"There is a brand sharing reception tonight. As the spokesperson of the Tianyu sports brand, you must attend." Ling Lanchen cut to the point, with a calm voice.

"Me?" Xu Xiaoru was a little surprised, she didn't want to, and just about to refuse, she saw Ninihao walking down the stairs.

"Okay." Xu Xiaoru thought for a while, then nodded.

After closing the line, Xu Xiaoru stared at the phone in a daze, and took a deep breath, this... She doesn't really want to go.

Seeing Xu Xiaoru alone in a daze, Xu Sanduo popped up from behind her at this moment: "Why are you in a daze?"

"I'm just thinking." Xu Xiaoru turned her head and said leisurely to Xu Sanduo.

Listening to Xu Xiaoru's words, Xu Sanduo obviously disdained, and then glanced at the message on the phone: "Are you going to the reception?"

"But I want to bring a dance partner, where can I get a dance partner?" Xu Xiaoru said with a sad face when she grew up.

"You can find Ninikhun." Xu Sanduo suggested.

"Come on, I don't want to be hated by An Donghui." Xu Xiaoru's eyes twitched a few times, and said quietly.

"Actually, she has already hated you to the bone." Xu Sanduo prodded her disapprovingly.

"Xu Sanduo, are you a man?" Xu Xiaoru looked at Xu Sanduo in front of him, and then looked at the information of the reception, dance partner, man, activities... Isn't that what Xu San is talking about!So Xu Xiaoru looked at Xu Sanduo with bright eyes.

"You're not going to take me there, are you?" Xu Sanduo looked at Xu Xiaoru's expression, and felt a chill run down his spine.

"Why not?" Xu Xiaoru raised her eyebrows.

"Xu Xiaoru, listen, you have to calm down, I'm just a child." Seeing Xu Xiaoru's determined look, Xu Sanduo waved at Xu Xiaoru.

"Xu Sanduo, don't you think you're dying?" Looking at Xu Sanduo's expression, Xu Xiaoru's face remained unchanged, she pouted, showing aggrieved expression.

...Although Xu Sanduo is a man!Seeing Xu Xiaoru's expression, his heart softened.

In order to avoid Xu Sanduo's repentance, Xu Xiaoru took him to change into a small dress non-stop.

When the mother and son changed into their evening gowns, Ninikhun who passed downstairs could not help but open his eyes wide: "Wow, who of you is getting married?"

"It's just going to the reception." Xu Xiaoru's mouth twitched, and she looked at Ninikhun bitterly.

"Oh." Ninikhun nodded without any reaction.

"Don't you have the self-consciousness to go with my mommy?" Xu Sanduo raised his eyebrows, looking at the unresponsive Ninikhun, if he couldn't beat him, he would definitely beat him up.

"Why should I have this self-awareness?" Ninikhun thought for a moment, put his hands in his pockets, and said with an expression of none of my business.

"..." Xu Sanduo was speechless, and glared at Ninikhun's back with an expression of "you are cruel".

Xu Xiaoru opened the car door, only to see Xu Sanduo messing around in the trunk and not getting into the car, Xu Xiaoru twitched, and got out of the car to look: "What are you doing?"

Seeing that Xu Sanduo was putting an unassembled motorcycle into the trunk, Xu Xiaoru narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to do?!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to drive if you're drunk, so I'll bring the motorcycle with you." Xu Sanduo said without looking up.

"Is this car big enough for the two of us?" Xu Xiaoru asked with raised eyebrows.

"Not enough." Xu Sanduo shook his head decisively.

"Then what should I do?" Xu Xiaoru quit, what kind of bastard son.

"Fend for itself..." Xu Sanduo said to Xu Xiaoru after he packed the car and closed the trunk.

Looking at Xu Sanduo's back, Xu Xiaoru's mouth twitched: Bastard!

I don't know if it's because Xu Xiaoru's character is particularly bad or because he doesn't want to let them go to the reception so soon. Almost every red street light, Xu Xiaoru must stop, so when he arrived at the entrance of the reception, the reception had already started.

Looking at the waiter who was about to close the door, Xu Xiaoru shouted: "Wait a minute!"

The waiter looked at the two people wearing evening gowns, one older and one younger, with a trace of surprise on his face: "Miss, please show the invitation letter."

"...I'm sorry, our reception specified that we should bring a dance partner..." The waiter looked at the invitation letter, then looked at Xu Xiaoru, and said apologetically.

"Aren't I human?" At this moment, Xu Sanduo, who was ignored, showed a trace of anger on his face. The waiter's words hurt his self-esteem too much!

"Um..." The waiter felt a little troubled, but seeing the child's unfriendly expression, the waiter compromised.

Suddenly, the door of the reception opened, and I saw Xu Xiaoru, who was wearing a silver-white sequined backless evening dress, with her hair tied in a bun on the lower right side, and some messy hair ends falling casually on her shoulders, with a calm and calm expression on her face. Without losing the aura, people can't help but look at it more.

And the little boy wearing a tuxedo beside her surprised people with his childish face, and everyone turned their attention to the central figure of the reception: Ling Lanchen.

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