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Wearing an indigo shirt, with fiery red hair, he greeted Mo Yan with his son in his arms.

"Brother." Mo Yan got out of the car and warmly hugged Lan Se.

The child in the red-haired Lancer's arms blinked at Mo Yan secretly, and politely said hello, "Hi, my name is Leo."

"Hehe!" Lancer smiled heartily and patted his son's head, "That's right, I know I'm sorry, call someone."

Little Lei Ao looked at his father timidly, "Hello, Uncle."

Mo Yan smiled happily: "The gift is in the car, I'll give it to you when I get home later, let's go in."

Little Cheese and Zhan Yu walked in the center of the salon holding hands in a friendly manner, and Wen Renliang walked behind the two of them as perfect bodyguards.

As soon as she entered the entrance of the art center, an elegant woman in her forties came out to greet her. She was small and slender, with black wavy curly hair casually draped over her shoulders. Her appearance was gentle and her makeup was exquisite and beautiful. .

She covered her mouth exaggeratedly and screamed: "Is that you? Winter Guazi, long time no see!"

Zhan Yu was startled for a moment, fixed his eyes on the beautiful woman for a while, stepped forward and hugged her warmly: "Long time no see, Aunt Luoding, how are you doing?"

Tears welled up in Luo Ting's eyes, she raised her slender hand and lovingly touched Zhan Yu's handsome face: "Oh my God, you and I really look like Zhan Ning and Katie!"

Little Cheese blinked his eyes, smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Little Cheese, a friend of Little Winter Melon."

Luo Ding greeted Little Cheese gently and politely, Little Cheese frowned slightly, stared carefully at Luo Ding's soft and beautiful face for a while, then turned his head and whispered to Wen Renliang who came over: " She looks really familiar."

Wen Renliang also greeted Luoding with a smile.

Lodin took Zhan Yu's hand intimately and asked, "Did your uncle come to New York too? Where do you live now? Hmm? If you have time, remember to come to Auntie's house as a guest. Mr. Will will also welcome you."

Zhan Yu put a kiss on her face affectionately and said, "Eh, after dealing with the matters of the Horston family, I will go to visit Mr. Will and Aunt Lodin with my uncle! There is no doubt about it!"

Behind, Mo Yan and Lancer walked in talking and laughing. When Ms. Lodin raised her head and smiled to say hello to Lancer and Mo Yan, they all petrified in place inexplicably.

Silence, the air seems to be condensed.

Finally, after Zhan Yu and Little Cheese's eyes lingered on the faces of Luo Ding and Mo Yan for two rounds, the two beautiful teenagers said in unison: "You really look alike!"

Luo Ting's beautiful eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Yan in disbelief.

Mo Yan was confused, smiled awkwardly, and greeted Luo Ting: "Hello, pretty lady, it's the first time we meet, my name is Mo Yan."

Luo Ding's chest heaved rapidly due to his over-excited emotions, and the receptionist at the side hurried forward to support her: "Ma'am, are you alright?!"

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

Wenren said coldly and politely, "Ms. Luo, are you feeling well?"

"Aunt Luoting?!" Zhan Yu frowned at her.

Luo Ding's eyes were red and her voice was a little choked up. She shook her head and smiled wryly, "I'm fine, this Mr. Mo... really looks like me!"

Lancer hugged his son with one hand and hugged Mo Yan's shoulders with the other, and said politely, "There are so many wonders in the world, and China has such a large population. It's okay to occasionally meet one or two people who are not related by blood. Often!"

Luo Ting curled up his mouth, smiled bitterly and asked again: "Is Mr. Mo also a Hong Kong resident?"

Mo Yan: "Yes."

Luo Ting looked at him again, pondered for a while and asked tentatively: "Then...does Mr. Mo know about St. Mary's Orphanage?"

Mo Yan was startled: "That's where I grew up, I'm a fox!"

Luo Ding suddenly stiffened, and immediately burst into tears.

Mo Yan was completely dumbfounded, even with other people!

Wen Renliang spoke first to break the weird atmosphere, "Ms. Luo, who is this?"

Zhan Yu said with concern: "Aunt Luoting."

Little Cheese also asked cautiously, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The reception lady said anxiously: "Madam, you should go and rest for a while!"

Luo Ting reluctantly waved her hand and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper. Everyone, please enjoy my paintings." She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at Mo Yanfu and said, "This Mr. Mo, can you please Would you like to take a step to speak?"

Mo Yan nodded frankly: "Of course."

Lancer looked at Luo Ding inexplicably, patted Mo Yan's head and said, "Go, brother is outside! Remember to yell if you need anything!"

Mo Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "Brother..."

The little nose of Lan Se's son: "Let's go to the art exhibition!"

Wen Renliang and Little Cheese watched quietly as Mo Yan followed Luo Ting to the office where the paintings were located, and they walked to the lobby where the oil paintings were displayed under the guidance of the reception lady.

Looking at Mo Yan's leaving figure, Little Cheese said gossipingly, "I think this lady must have something to do with Little Cake. When she saw Little Cake, her voice trembled!"

Zhan Yu interjected: "Aunt Luo Ting used to be Zhan Ning's friend. She seemed to have experienced something unpleasant and timid in Hong Kong, and then went to France alone to study art, and then met American-Canadian businessman Mike in France. Will, and then they got married, and then came back to New York to talk! My mother and her are also best friends, and Aunt Lodin has been doing well these years, but she has no children!"

Little Cheese nodded knowingly, "Oh, really, Ms. Luoting really has something to do with Little Cake!"

Zhan Yu: "...how do you say that?"

"Isn't Dongguazi the one who experienced unpleasant things in Hong Kong? Maybe it's because of the little cake!"

Lan Se frowned, and said strangely: "You wouldn't choose Qiaoqiao, would you? Little friend, Qiao's father met Qiao's mother?! Uh huh?!"

Wen Renliang smiled lightly: "anything is impossible!" (Together, everything is possible!)

Lancer exaggeratedly kissed his index finger and crossed his chest: "Oh, poor third brother, may the Lord bless you!"

Little Cheese and Zhan Yu closed their eyes reverently at the same time, and opened their mouths, "Amen!"

Wen Renliang and Lancer couldn't hold back their laughter, and little Leo also giggled on his father's sexy neck.

Little Cheese admired the various oil paintings displayed by Luo Ding very much, he took Wen Renliang's hand to watch each painting carefully, enviously said: "It would be great if the little guy can also have the level of selection! "

Little Cheese is also majoring in oil painting, but the little thing's artistic attainments are far inferior to Luo Ting's. Wen Renliang shrugged his shoulders and said with a nonchalant smile: "Didn't my baby major in sketching? It's understandable that I don't like oil painting!"

Zhan Yu winked at Little Cheese and jokingly said, "Isn't the little guy good at beautiful paintings? Uh huh...Mr. Wen Renliang's sketches!"

Little Cheese stroked his little chin and said, "Well, I only have to draw cool pictures to look good!"

Lancer, who was following behind, put his son on the ground and let him go by himself. Little Leo wrinkled his face in pain, "No, hug!" He dragged his father desperately.Legs act like a baby!

"Don't act like a baby! Baby, go by yourself!" Lancer said sternly: "You are already a little man!"

Little Cheese and Qu Yu disagreed with Lancer's way of educating his son, Little Cheese smiled and said, "Little Leo is still young, Lancer will love him hard!"

Zhan Yu was disappointed and said: "Although I was a strong child when I was seven years old, because I no longer had a father who could make me act like a baby, so I must be strong!"

Little Cheese stroked Zhan Yu's hair distressedly, "Little Winter Melon is a good boy!"

Zhan Yu raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "There is no doubt about it."

Little Leo wept sadly: "Daddy hug!"

Lancer rolled his eyes greatly: "Clingy! I'll send you to Aunt Lisa tomorrow."

Little Leo stared in horror: "No, I want my father to accompany me."

Lancer snorted, but still bent down to pick up his son, "Dad still has work to do, so he can't be your full-time nanny!"

Little Leo rubbed Lancer's handsome face aggrievedly: "Why?"

"Hmm~ Dad wants to earn money to support you!"

Little Leo fell silent, hugged Lancer's neck and rubbed it affectionately, his little head found a comfortable place to rest on Lancer's shoulder.

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At the dining table, Little Cheese secretly observed Mo Yan who looked lonely, gently put down the boiled fish fillet, took off his apron, looked at the others quietly, and asked in a low voice: "Little Cake, are you okay? "

Mo Yan rubbed his eyes and forced himself to look at the other people at the table. He sniffled and said sadly, "It's not very good."

Wen Renliang opened a bottle of Moet champagne, and the air in the restaurant was filled with the smell of the former French royal champagne, so sweet and fragrant that people's hearts were drunk.

He smiled and poured a glass for Lancer beside him, motioned Zhan Yu to pour a glass for the serious and calm Zhan Yi, and then the three mature and handsome men raised their glasses to each other, tasting the red wine in their glasses gracefully.

Lancer smiled and said with emotion: "The reputation is well-deserved, the taste is delicious!"

Little Lei Obaba took his father's wine glass and stretched out his tender little hand to grab it, "I'm thirsty."

Lancer reprimanded coldly: "Drink boiled water!"

Little Lei Ao felt wronged: "Well... I want to eat fish!"

Lancer helped him catch the fish and picked out the bones!

Little Naiyu comforted Mo Yan with a very old-fashioned heart: "Relax, little cake! Come, let's eat!"

Mo Yan was beaten by the little guy