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The lieutenant said with a smile: "This is the general's private banquet, so there are not many people. Don't worry, Miss Qiao."

Jojo nodded.

Soon, the car stopped at the destination, and the lieutenant general led her into it.

There are already a lot of people in the hall, and everyone is well-dressed and decorated, looking very delicate and high-end.

But as soon as Qiaoqiao walked in, he still attracted countless eyes.

However, these gazes were kind and gentle, and did not have the uncomfortable feeling of being elevated.

Probably because it was a private banquet, the people who came to Lu Jingchen were all good friends.

Lu Jingchen greeted him and walked to Qiao Qiao's side, his eyes full of tenderness: "I knew this set would look good."

"Did you choose the clothes and shoes?" Jojo asked.

"It's the first time I chose, but it seems that my vision is right." Lu Jingchen said to her, "It is suitable in all aspects."

"I'm here, isn't it a bit inappropriate?" Qiao Qiao looked around, many people she didn't know, but some of them had met, they were celebrities and people with high status.

"There are no outsiders here." Lu Jingchen said, "You can rest assured. Today is my friend's birthday, so I brought you here."

"Sorry, I didn't know in advance, so I didn't prepare a gift." Qiaoqiao said hurriedly.

"No, I have prepared it for you." Lu Jingchen's lips kept rising, very gentle. Obviously, this friend is a very important person to him.

He stretched out in front of Jojo, and Jojo hesitated for a moment before placing his hand in his palm.

Lu Jingchen's warm temperature was transferred to Qiao Qiao's palm, and also to her heart.

He led her to a small milk bag who was only four or five years old, and said with a smile: "This is my friend, the fifth birthday."

Today is Wenxuan's fifth birthday. When the Qiao family's accident happened, he had already turned one year old in ten months. After more than four years, today was his fifth birthday.

That's why Lu Jingchen took it so seriously, and invited friends close to him to celebrate him.

Outsiders, basically no one knows the existence of Wenxuan, except for friends who are very close to Lu Jingchen.

He didn't want people to discuss the identity of Wenxuan, so that Wenxuan's growth would be disturbed.

However, he also thoughtfully considered Wen Xuan's growth, Wen Xuan's birthday, he was never absent.

I took this opportunity to introduce him to Qiaoqiao.

When Qiao Qiao saw Wen Xuan, he was taken aback. Wen Xuan looked too much like Lu Jingchen.

Although one is cold and hard, the other is soft, but the facial features and the direction of the face are all carved out of a mold.

"He is..." Qiao Qiao was suddenly hit in his heart.

"His name is Wen Xuan, a child I adopted. Wen Xuan is very good." Lu Jingchen said softly, looking at Wen Xuan.

Qiao Qiao asked silently: "Adopted? Where did you adopt it?"

Her original child, if still alive, is also five years old today.

In the past four years, she had dreamed of him countless times, but she couldn't clearly see what he looked like when he grew up.

Now when she saw Wenxuan, her heart was hit and hurt.

Suddenly, she felt that she could trace her child's appearance, and the child's appearance was clear and clear-that was Wen Xuan's appearance!