Chapter 1136
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Ning Xueluo heaved a sigh of relief. A hint of viciousness flashed through her eyes. "You can be more ruthless when you attack. It'll be more realistic!"
"Don't worry, little girl. I don't need you to teach me this kind of thing! Don't forget about me! "The man said in a low voice.
Ning Xueluo sounded a little annoyed. "Didn't I say that I would find a chance to help you bring it in? Next month, there would be a shipment from Luoyang City to the Imperial Capital! There won't be any problems. As long as you do my job well, everything will be fine! "
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Imperial Capital, Platinum Palace.
Inside the study, Xiao Baozi was lying in front of PaPa's desk, staring at him with his big eyes without blinking, asking for the sixteenth time today, "When is Mama coming back?"
In the past few days, the conversation between Lu Tingxiao and Xiaobao was basically this:
"When will Mama come back?"
"Why isn't Mama back yet?"
"Will Mama come back today?"
"Will Mama come back tomorrow?"
…
It was obvious that a son who could speak was more difficult to deal with than when he couldn't speak.
In the past, he only used his eyes to attack, but now he also used his voice to attack.
Lu Tingxiao pinched his eyebrows and closed the laptop in front of him. Then, he tilted his head and looked at his son with a complicated expression.
In the past few days, Xiaobao had called his mother, grandfather, grandmother, and even Second Uncle.
Although every time Xiao Bao spoke to Lu Jingli, he could tell that Xiao Bao actually liked him very much. That was because Xiao Bao spoke to him the most, and he would basically reply every time.
As for him …
To this day, he had yet to hear Xiao Bao call him "Daddy".
Every time Xiaobao looked for him, it was to talk or ask about things related to Ning Xi. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
It would be a lie to say that he didn't care at all.
"Xiao Bao, come here. Let's talk." Lu Tingxiao waved at his son.
Xiaobao was looking forward to his mother's return, so he wasn't in the mood to chat. It was obvious that he wasn't in the mood to chat.
"You don't want to call me?" Lu Tingxiao asked directly.
Little Bao's little face instantly stiffened when he heard Lu Tingxiao's words, and his expression stiffened.
As expected, this child was indeed unwilling, so he deliberately did not call out to him.
"Why? Can you tell me about it? "Lu Tingxiao tried to soften his tone.
However, the little fellow's expression seemed to have turned even uglier.
This time, he didn't even want to talk to Lu Tingxiao. He took out the writing board that he hadn't used for a long time.
Although he could now express himself with words, he still had the habit of carrying a writing board with him.
Then, Lu Tingxiao saw his son write three words on the writing board: [It's all your fault]
All my fault?
Lu Tingxiao looked at those three words with a puzzled expression. "What does that mean?"
Little Baozi's eyes were filled with grievance, and her expression became even more indignant. She continued to write: [It's all your fault that Xiaobao wasn't born from Mommy's stomach! Xiao Bao wants to come out of mommy's belly!!!]
The little fellow's eyes were red as he held the writing board. He looked like he was about to cry.
He knew that although Aunt Xiaoxi had always been so kind to him, she was not his biological mother and the person who gave birth to him.
When he thought of this, he was especially angry at Papa!
Why didn't Aunt Xiaoxi give birth to PaPa?
When Lu Tingxiao heard his son's words, he was stunned and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
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