As for the two children, the boy is about 12-3 years old. He has small black curly hair, which is a bit like a wool curl. His dressing style is similar to that of his father's hip-hop style, but there are few jewelled gold and silver ornaments. When he saw Ye Fei, he took the initiative to say hello.

The girl beside her is about seven or eight years old. She is quite beautiful. Her black hair is mixed with wine red. She is braided into a small braid of steamed bread. She is a bit delicate. She is wearing a light pink princess skirt and holding a doll in her arms. She looks like a spoiled little princess.

After the dinner, after several times of pushing cups and changing cups, he did not need Su Mohan to open his mouth again, so that the translator would take the initiative to inquire about Xiaotian's affairs, so as to avoid his own buttocks suffering from disaster again.

I don't know if it's because I flattered him for so long that this time the rich man didn't chatter like before. Instead, he listened carefully to the translator's questions. He was moved by his nose and tears and recognized him as a big brother by holding the hand of the rich man.

"Yes, yes, about two and a half years ago, an Asian boy. Do you have any impression? So high Pretty white and cute? Have you seen it? " The translator reached for a gesture.

"Little asian boy?"

"No We haven't seen any little Asian Boys... " The rich man looked very serious, which indicated that he was listening very seriously.

"You think about it. It's this The little boy in the picture is very beautiful and lovely

The rich man looked at the picture carefully, and then asked his wife to look at it. As a result, they said something, and finally shook his head at the translator: "no, I haven't seen We rarely have Asians here. "

Hearing the translation, ye Fei couldn't help feeling a little lost.

Is the news wrong?

Why do they say they haven't?

Full of expectations like a basin of cold water, even if she knows it is likely to return empty handed, but now she can not help but lose.

But she lost, Su Mo Han but frowned, ye Fei is not clear, but he is very clear.

When delivering food today, he once proposed that as long as he provided clues, he could get more food. Therefore, at least seven or eight people said that they had seen an Asian boy brought back by the owner.

If so many people talk about it, unless it is premeditated in advance, there will be no fake.

To say the least, even if the boy is not a boy, he will still exist. But just now these two Africans have rejected the incident that they brought back a little asian boy. This is worth pondering.

Su Mo Han squints at the African man who is still hospitable in front of him. After thinking for a while, Luo Shaojun looks at him. Then Luo Shaojun gets up and claims to go to the convenience.

The rich man sent servants to lead the way, and Luo Shaojun ran out.

Su Mohan took the photo in the translator's hand, went to the two children of the rich man, took the lead in taking the picture of Xiaotian to the boy, and said, "have you ever seen this little boy?"

The boy looked at the picture, then looked at the little girl beside him, and then shook his head at Su Mohan, saying that he had not seen it.

Su Mo Han looks the same, again took the photo to the girl, again asked questions.

The girl stares at the picture for a while, hugs the baby in her arms more tightly, then looks up at Su Mohan, looks into his eyes, and shakes her head.