Ning Luo's body trembled involuntarily when she heard that familiar little brat's voice.

His eyebrows twitched several times in succession, and he couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!" in his mind.

The fact that even the dignified Young Master Ning could be so unsettled by just hearing a voice shows just how important that brat's voice is to him...

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and then turned to look at the other side:

Why are you here?

Of course, after asking this question, he saw a figure some distance behind the little man.

"Heh, what's the wind blowing today?"

His tone was full of sarcasm.

However, he caught the small figure that lunged at him immediately and then tossed it onto the sofa beside him.

Little Bean wisely slipped out and thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

Ning Luo stood up and walked towards the refrigerator next to her.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"Tea!"

"juice!"

Ha, the father and son didn't stand on ceremony at all.

polite?

What does politeness mean to this father and son?

Ningluo closed the refrigerator:

"Okay, just a moment."

Tea is obviously not in the refrigerator. There is juice, but it's not good for a little kid to drink frozen juice in this cold weather.

After Ning Luo finished giving her instructions over the phone, it didn't take long—less than two minutes—before a waiter from the club came in carrying a tray.

A cup of tea, a cup of juice.

Ning Luo waved her hand, and the waiter quickly withdrew.

"Let's get straight to the point. How did you end up here at Gao's place?"

Two grown men and a child were sitting on one of the sofas, forming a three-legged stand.

Upon hearing Ning Luo's question, Gao Dan remained calm, casually picking up the steaming tea from the table and taking a small sip.

No rush.

He spoke softly.

That calm demeanor was indeed very sophisticated.

Even the little one next to him was in sync with his father, holding a juice cup and sipping it slowly.

Ning Luo looked at the father and son and felt a little itchy to fight.

What does this mean?

Is this a provocation?

They even came to our door to provoke us!

After a while, the little guy finally seemed satisfied after drinking a few sips of juice.

"Uncle, don't be in such a hurry. Dad must have something to tell you."

"Then hurry up and tell me, I'm very busy."

The little man nodded, then looked at the man beside him:

"Dad, Uncle Li said he's very busy and wants you to tell him quickly."

Do we need a megaphone in the same room?

Gao Dan glanced at him, and the little guy immediately shut up and continued drinking his juice.

Gao Dan put down his teacup:

"I would like to thank Young Master Ning for his help with my wife's matter. In the future, if you need anything, as long as it doesn't cross any bottom lines, please feel free to ask."

Ning Luo's lips curled into a half-smile: "Oh? Is that so? Anything is fine with you?"

Gao Dan remained silent, clearly not intending to repeat himself, and it was impossible for Young Master Ning to be deaf and not have heard.

The little dumpling sitting in the middle glanced around, looked at Ning Luo, then at his father, and finally spoke again:

“Uncle, Dad is talking about not crossing the bottom line and principles.”

Hmm, I think I'm not mistaken!

Ning Luo laughed, looking at the smaller one: So, after all, they are father and son, and no matter what the circumstances, they will always side with each other!

Forehead...

Isn't this normal?

If neither father nor son is on the side of the other, does that mean they're siding with outsiders?