Ye Liting's office.

Lu Xiaomu walked in with a familiar car.

There was no knock on the door.

Lin Kun was talking to Ye Li Ting about work, and when he saw the little thing appear at the door, the corners of Ye Li Ting's lips rose slightly.

"You go get busy first." He said to Lin Kun.

Lin Kun left, and the door closed, Lu Xiaomu ran up, didn't say anything, and ran directly into his arms and sat down.

"Uncle," she said with shallow tears in her eyes.

Ye Li Ting twisted his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pulled her little face over, looking at himself.

"Tell me, what's wrong"

Lu Xiaomu's tears burst out of her eyes.

Ye Liting's eyebrows frowned even tighter.

"Don't cry, tell me something first, even if the sky falls, there will still be me, huh"

He was very distressed.

Lu Xiaomu suddenly burst into tears.

"I'm not Lao Lu's flesh and blood."

Ye Li Ting twisted his eyebrows.

He said as he wiped her tears.

"Nonsense, who said it"

"Lao Lu said it himself."

Ye Liting's eyebrows tightened a little.

"You've gone to Lu's house"

"Well, I went, and if I didn't go, I really didn't know."

Ye Liting's Adam's apple moved slightly, and her bony fingers gently flicked the hair in front of her eyes.

"You say what you want me to do." Whether it is to go to the moon for nine days, or to catch turtles in the five oceans, he will go.

Lu Xiaomu looked at the handsome face in front of him for a few seconds and said.

"I want to know where I came from, who my real parents really are." Lu Xiaomu said very seriously.

Ye Li Ting replied without thinking about it.

"Okay."

Lu Xiaomu's little face was tightly pressed in front of him.

Although she didn't cry, Ye Liting could feel her discomfort.

"Don't be sad, no matter who your biological parents are, you are all my own, and besides, Mr. Lu loved my little things so much when he was alive, even if he was not biological, he was better than his own, you are luckier than me."

Lu Xiaomu listened to his words, raised her eyes, and looked at the serious handsome face, her heart seemed to be comforted.

Even if she wasn't born to her father, he loved her so much.

Outside the door, in the black Rolls-Royce, Zhu Xiaoxiao sat in the co-pilot.

His eyes looked at the man next to him so intently.

"Uncle Seven, you are so handsome today."

Because today's Mo Qi is dressed very formally, in a suit and a white shirt.

Although he is the housekeeper of Ye Li Ting, he has a position in the company and shares, and he and Lin Kun are only second only to Ye Li Ting.

Mo Qi twisted his eyebrows.

"Not all the time"

Zhu Xiaoxiao shook his head.

"It's handsome, it's so handsome."

Mo Qi looked at her serious little face.

"Tell me what you want to do today," he thought, the little guy wouldn't be the one who ran out to play all day for no reason.

After all, the identity is a servant.

Zhu Xiaoxiao looked as if he had seen through his man.

She swallowed.

"Buy clothes."

Mo Qi stared at her for a few seconds, then started the engine and started to drive.

"Uncle Seven, where are you going to take me?"

"Buy clothes." Ink Seven Ways.

When she was young, he bought all the clothes, but when she grew up and had her own aesthetics, he stopped buying clothes for her.

Zhu Xiao puffed up his eyes and bit his lip.

A little happiness that I had never had before was on my face.

"Really, hehe."

Mo Qi twisted his eyebrows and reached out to touch her head gently.

"I'm so happy to buy you clothes"

"Happy, happy when you buy it."

After Zhu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Mo Qi's mobile phone rang, he picked it up, glanced at the number, and when his eyes saw the familiar number, his left hand holding the steering wheel curled up a little.