Dark husband, come to the bowl

Without a passport, he could not go back to China. He suppressed his anger and ran to his mother.

When he learned that his mother and his stepfather were going to attend a charity event, he was so angry that he fell down.

He called his parents, but no one answered, so he had better drive to the charity event in person.

Nangong Junyu is very famous in the United States. When he arrived at the meeting, because there were bodyguards at the door, some of them knew his identity, and those people let him go directly.

In the meeting hall, a group of gentlemen were cheering, drinking, lighting, and filled with a sense of luxury.

Nangong Junyu quickly walks through the crowd, and finally finds his mother and stepfather in a corner. The two couples are socializing with some politicians.

The appearance of Nangong Junyu's dark face stunned both Nangong Qingle and Jason.

"Where's my passport, mom?" Nangong Junyu didn't want to say anything. He asked his mother for a passport.

"What are you doing with me?" Nangong Qingle frowned and said, "this is my son, Nangong Junyu.

"Oh, Nangong Junyu, I've heard so much about you." A dignitary warmly greets Nangong Junyu.

Nangong Junyu wanted to let the man go, but after all, because of the place, he still held back. He just laughed at the dignitaries, then stretched out his hand and took his mother to the corner.

Nangong Qingle had a smile on her face all the time, but she felt very sorry for Nangong Junyu's impoliteness.

When the mother and son arrived at a corner where there were few people, Nangong Junyu stressed again that he wanted a passport.

"What do you want a passport for?" Nangong Qingle is dissatisfied with the way.

"I want to go home."

"You can't go home now. The party will be in three days. Before that, you will stay in the United States." Nangong Qingle cold voice.

"Mom, I really have something important. Please give me your passport back!" Nangong Junyu's voice became very low. He was on the verge of anger, and his heart was tied when he thought of the woman in the hospital who didn't know how much she was injured.

"What's important?" Nangong Qingle picks eyebrows.

Nangong Junyu frowned and didn't reply.

"The daughter of the upstart?"

Nangong Yun pursed his lips, and the meaning was obvious.

"I can't give it to you. My mother has already said that you are not allowed to have any contact with that woman in the future. I won't give you my passport." Nangong Qingle snorted, turned and left.