"Late, hurry up, Dad is calling!"

On the side, Huangfu Ruo turned on the screen on the wall, and soon, Qin Lan's figure appeared on the screen.

"Happy birthday, little princess!"

Qin Lan, who was catching a show abroad, had no way to come back to help her daughter celebrate her birthday because of the schedule, so she chose the direction of this video call to wish her daughter a birthday.

Leng Zirui and Huangfu Ao, who were on a mission in the field, couldn't rush over because of their work, so they also couriered the gifts over, and similarly, they were doubled, one for Qin Wanwan and one for Luo Jun.

"Xiexie Daddy." Qin Wanwan immediately took the earpiece, "When are you coming back?" ”

"In two days, Dad's movie will be finished, and then you can go home, Dad has prepared a very special gift."

"Daddy is awesome......"

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Luo Jun turned his little face and looked at Qin Wanwan, who was on a video call with his father, and naturally showed a little envy on his little face.

He's grown so big that he hasn't seen his dad once, let alone received a gift from him.

Seeing Qin Lan and Qin Wanwan kissing goodbye, his little face finally couldn't hide his loss.

Keeping his expression in his eyes, Leng Zimo has always been cold-hearted, and he unconsciously softened, and his emotions were also touched by this little guy and he was a little inexplicably distressed.

"Silently." Holding the little guy's shoulders and turning him to look at himself, Leng Zimo gently cupped his little face, "I think, your father must have his own reasons, so he can't be by your side, uncle will give you a birthday kiss for your father, okay?" ”

Luo Jun raised his face, looked at the gentle face of the man in front of him, and nodded slightly.

Leng Zimo leaned over and kissed him very gently on the forehead, and then hugged the little guy over and hugged his small body tightly in his arms.

Feeling his warm embrace, Luo Jun also subconsciously stretched out his little arm, hugged his neck, and hugged him.

Looking at the two men, one big and one small, Huangfu Ruo just chuckled lightly on the side, "Brother Zimo, you don't have a son anyway, it's better to discuss with his mother and accept him as a godson." ”

"I think it's okay, you two look like father and son." Shen Yizhou said with a smile.

Tong Ya glanced at the two of them carefully, "Don't say it, it really has to be, let's see, they are really similar." ”

Everyone looked away, looked at Leng Zimo, and then looked at Luo Jun, all of them agreed.

Leng Zimo looked at Xiao Luo Jun in his arms, "It's really so similar?" ”

"Those who don't know will definitely think of you as father and son." One parent laughed.

"Mr. Leng, this little guy can't be your long-lost son, right?" Another parent joked.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Hearing this, Huang Furuo, Shen Yizhou, and Tong Ya all had a flash of gloom in their eyes.

It's been five years, and Wanwan is already four years old, if Luo Xiaoqian hadn't left, their child should be the same age as this child, right?!

“MOMO。” John answered the phone and walked over, "It's getting late, we should go back." ”

Luo Jun promised to get out of Leng Zimo's arms, and Huangfu Ruo sorted out his gift and handed it to John, Luo Jun took the photo, and Leng Zimo took the cake in the box.

Several people went downstairs together to send the little guy to the car, Leng Zimo delivered the cake to him, and did not forget to take out a business card of his own and stuff it into Luo Jun's pocket, "Go back and tell your mother, if you have a headache or dizziness, let her call me." ”

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Good afternoon......