I grow up with you, you take me with you

Chapter 89 The Jing Family

Jing Moran didn't expect this high school student to be so calm. Ordinary children shouldn't panic, they have to wait until their parents come to deal with it?He left with a stranger so casually, and ordered milkshake juice unceremoniously, and the calmness of the whole person gave him an illusion.

As if, this is not a teenager, but an adult in his twenties.

"Aren't you going to introduce yourself? It's been hard work following me for several days." Wen Le turned the glass in his hand, but didn't drink.She looked at the man across the table. He was not too old, and he was well maintained. The black windbreaker was well cut and made of good quality. It should be a famous brand.If this person were placed at a commercial reception, this outfit would be an elite one, but the calculations written in his brows and eyes made her uncomfortable, as if she was a little beast caught in a hunter's trap.

"Jing Moran, Luo Luo called me uncle." As soon as Jing Moran opened his mouth, he got involved with Luo Luo.

Wen Le frowned, uncle?It's cheap. I don't know what did this nominal uncle do when Luo Luo was neglected in Luo's house?Now that Luo Luo holds stocks and shares, the economy is stable, so the cheap uncle wants to come to her?But looking at Jing Moran's appearance and attire, it doesn't look like he is short of money.

"I know you live with Luo Luo, and I want to take her to my place." Jing Moran continued, what he was talking about was a decision, not a solicitation.He had inquired a long time ago, Luo Luo, a child who had just grown up, actually adopted a child, it was really nonsense.Before the Luo family was there, he couldn't take Luo Luo away. Now that the Luo family is gone, the niece is going to be taken away, but this child is too much.

Wen Le sneered, did she really see Luo Luo being bullied by nobody protecting her?She raised her eyebrows, her sharp eyes fell on Jing Moran, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a dangerous arc: "Mr. Jing, do you think you can pick someone up if you want to?"

Jing Moran took a sip of his latte, and he clenched his hands on the table.

"I'm the only one in Luo Luo's family."

Jing Moran smiled indifferently.

"What did Mr. Jing do long ago? My mother has been dead for so long, and she never thought of coming to Luo Luo?"

After Jing Moran reacted, he realized that the "my mother" Wen Le was referring to was Jing Shuan.

"What you're doing now is in vain." Wen Le stopped talking after she finished speaking, her fingers stroked the glass wall, but her gaze fell outside the French window.There was a beautiful figure at the school gate across the road. The people around her were all in dark-colored coats, but she was the only one who preferred light-colored ones. With her slim figure, she was particularly conspicuous standing there.

She was just about to call Luo Luo when her cell phone rang.

"Turn around, I'm in the coffee shop here."

Wen Le likes the feeling of being missed. There is always someone waiting for her at home, and there is always someone who cares about her. The old days of being spurned and ignored seem to be like clouds, but the fulfillment and happiness in front of her is real.

Luo Luo carefully crossed the road. She pushed open the door of the coffee shop and went straight to Wen Le. She was relieved when she saw that the child was safe and sound: "Why did you come here to drink coffee? There is one at home."

Wen Le pursed her lips and lowered her head to snicker, that's fine, Luo Luo only has eyes for herself.

Seeing that he was directly ignored, Jing Moran had no choice but to clear his throat and greet him solemnly: "Luo Luo, long time no see."

It was a terrifying thing for the voice in memory to come out suddenly. In two lifetimes combined, Luo Luo had no memory of this uncle.Jing Moran is eight years younger than Jing Suran, and she had never even seen this man's face when she worked in the Luo family in her previous life.In this life, the Luo family went bankrupt, but instead met this person who was somewhat related by blood, but by no means close.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to sit down.She wanted to drink the child's glass of drink, but was shocked by the cold temperature. Luo Luo frowned, and told Wen Le not to drink ice, but couldn't remember how many times!When it was brought over, Luo Luo felt relieved, um, she didn't take a sip, it seems that she just ordered it for fun, it can't be... the most expensive drink in the store, right?