"Bastard, big bad guy..."
Luo Jun was in Xiao Ding's arms, still cursing non-stop.
Leng Zimo frowned and commanded, "Make him quiet down, then bring him up!"
The two of them went upstairs to the restaurant, and Xiao Ding busied himself with coaxing Luo Jun, "Mo Mo, be good, you're surely hungry and want some ice cream, right? I'll tell you, the ice cream here is really delicious..."
"I don't want it." The little guy pouted angrily, "Uncle Xiao Ding, can you take me to see Mom?"
"Well..." Xiao Ding was a bit helpless; Leng Zimo had specifically instructed that if he took this little guy back, he'd probably blow a fuse. "Mo Mo, I'm sorry; Uncle needs your dad's permission to take you back!"
"He's not my dad!" Luo Jun retorted angrily.
Seeing the little guy's expression, Xiao Ding just frowned. Leng Zimo has a misunderstanding with Miss Luo, which he can understand, but how could such a young child understand something so complex?
