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Chapter 508

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After that, Uncle Jin and the mother and son sent Gu Ranzhi out.

"That's all for now. Tingting, take care of yourself. No matter what happens, you must call me. Don't look at the things on the Internet if you can. They're too vicious."

Jiang Tingxu suddenly felt that in Gu Ranzhi's heart, she was still the little girl who had not grown up and still needed someone to take care of her, right?

Otherwise, why would he always nag her like an old father?

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll remember."

"Don't joke around. I'm not joking."

"Okay, I promise you, okay?"

Gu Ranzhi finally gave up and looked at a certain little guy.

"Little Ning Ning, goodbye."

"Goodbye, Uncle."

"Goodbye, Uncle Jin."

"Young Master Gu, be careful on the road."

After a while of small talk, Gu Ranzhi finally started the car and left.

The mother and son looked at each other.

"Do you have any plans in the afternoon?"

"No."

"No classes?"

The little guy snorted a few times.

"Today isn't Saturday or Sunday. Ning Ning doesn't have to go to class. Jiang Tingxu, don't you know?"

It was as if he was complaining that his mother didn't care enough about him!

Uh …

However, after complaining, he didn't want to really make things difficult for his mother. He explained,

"Because half of the classes have been cut, Ning Ning now only needs to attend the classes arranged by father on the weekends."

Mo Boyuan, that fellow, was really … Although he said that he didn't agree, in fact, he had already arranged it.

"Since you don't have to go to class, then Mommy will play with you?"

The little guy immediately shook his head.

"No need, no need. Ning Ning can play by himself. You have to sleep more."

Although the little guy was young, he still felt very sorry for his mother.

He knew that his mother had a late night shift this week, so as long as he had time, he would not pester her anymore. Instead, he urged Jiang Tingxu to go to sleep.

Such a considerate little person, Jiang Tingxu's heart felt as if he had drunk two jars of honey.

"Okay, then let's go in together?"

"Yes, okay."

The little hand took the initiative to hold his mother's hand.

The mother and son were about to turn around and go in when Father Mo and Mother Mo's car came back from outside.

Uh?

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