Lele was startled by Luo Weibing's sudden approach. Holding Zhao Fulin's neck, Lele called out timidly: "Luo... Uncle."

"Uncle?" Luo Weibing widened his eyes and stared at Lele in disbelief. "Baby, look at me, look at me. I'm so handsome, so tender, so small and fresh. Where do I look like my uncle? Where does it look like an uncle? "

Before Luo Weibing finished speaking, Lele, like a frightened hamster, turned to embrace Zhao Fulin's neck and hid.

Zhao Fulin, who has gradually become a child control, saw that her son was frightened, and her face suddenly became gloomy. She raised her foot and pedaled toward Luo Weibing.

Fortunately, Luo Weibing's reaction is quick, and he leans to the side. Otherwise, Zhao Fulin's sharp high-heeled shoes will die if he is kicked like this.

Luo Weibing, who has escaped from the disaster, has not recovered from someone's ferocity as before. After a period of painful scolding, he smashed it like this: "Nen? Can you be more tender than me now? This is my son. He calls me mom, but he calls you brother. Are you stupid? What's more, try to kill my son again, and see if I don't beat you so hard that your mother doesn't know you. "

Luo Weibing trembled all over, wiped the cold sweat on his head, hurriedly came forward to flatter him and said, "don't, it's my fault, it's my fault, baby. Don't be afraid. My uncle was just joking."

Lele stares at a pair of big eyes and raises his head from Zhao Fulin's shoulder. Looking at Luo Weibing, who is totally different from him, he tilts his head in doubt.

Small head melon seeds think for a long time, finally determined in the heart, this man is not only an uncle, or a strange millet, later when his mother is not, to stay away from him, mm-hmm, that's it!

Luo Weibing, who doesn't know that he has been defined as a strange corn, is making a small calculation at the bottom of his heart. It's really hard to say that sister Zhao dotes on this little Zhengtai. In the future, he must have a good relationship with this little Zhengtai. As long as he is happy, it's like winning a gold medal from death

Several people stood at the door to talk. The old housekeeper had noticed them and welcomed them. After seeing the strange man beside Zhao Fulin, the old housekeeper was stunned for a moment and said respectfully, "young lady."

Zhao Fulin took Lele in her arms, looked back at the old housekeeper and said, "I have just given the divorce agreement to Mu Tingfeng, so now I am not the young lady of the Mu family."

The old housekeeper was silent for a moment. He didn't know what to say.

Zhao Fulin didn't care. She said in a low voice, "I packed my luggage yesterday. Just let someone help me take it down from upstairs."

The old housekeeper was stunned again and said in a low voice: "Shao... Are Miss Zhao and master sun going to leave soon? Don't stay for lunch... "

Before the old housekeeper finished, Zhao Fulin had already interrupted him in a voice: "we are no longer members of this family. If we still stay for dinner, it is inevitable that the host will feel that we have a bad intention and it is very impolite."

The old housekeeper was stunned, and Zhao Fulin said that the man who would suspect that their mother and son had a bad heart would not know?

But just because he knew it, he was more sure. This young lady, whom he didn't look up to all the time, was determined to break up with the Mu family, and had nothing to do with her from now on.

After that, if the old man wants to see Master Sun again, he is afraid that he will