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Chapter 252

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"Where's Madam?"

"The location information Ah Tie just sent shows that she's at Zhuoshi Square. I'm sorry, boss. I have something urgent to deal with today, so Ah Tie followed Madam."

Ah Tie was Father Mo's personal bodyguard. He was also Leng Zheng's adopted son and Leng Zheng's sworn brother. His strength was almost on par with Leng Zheng's.

"When did they come back?"

Mo Boyuan really didn't know this news because no one at home had informed him until now.

"Master and Madam returned to the old residence the afternoon before yesterday," Leng Zheng replied.

Mo Boyuan narrowed his eyes.

"Okay."

The phone hung up. "Let's go to the arena."

"Yes, boss."

Xiao Wu held back his laughter. He really didn't have the guts to laugh out loud.

Mo Boyuan closed his eyes again and leaned back in his chair.

If the show hadn't suddenly started an hour earlier, they would have been on their way to Zhuoshi Square.

...

At this moment, on the fifth floor of Zhuoshi Square, there were all kinds of delicious food.

The price wasn't expensive, less than 100 yuan per person.

Jiang Tingxu, his son, and Qiao Ran were at a buffet barbecue restaurant.

In fact, the three of them were almost done eating and were even a little full. The fire on the table had long been turned off, and they were eating the fruit after the meal very elegantly.

"Is it good?" Jiang Tingxu looked at the little guy beside him and asked softly.

The little guy nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes, it's delicious!"

"Are you done eating?"

"I'm full ~" As he spoke, he patted his round belly.

It seemed that he was indeed full.

"Then let's go out for a walk and digest the food."

"Okay."

The three of them took the elevator down to the fourth floor. At a glance, the entire fourth floor was selling children's clothes.

The colorful children's clothes looked very cute.

"Son, Mommy will buy clothes for you, okay?"

The little guy frowned and said,

"Ning Ning has clothes. A lot of clothes."

The little great-grandson of the Mo Family lacked anything but food and clothes. Not to mention, all the little guy's clothes were custom-made from abroad.

"But Mommy wants to buy clothes for Ning Ning. What should I do?"

"Alright, alright then."

In the blink of an eye, he changed sides.

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