Chapter 8 He Is So Pitiful

The suit he was wearing was obviously a customized children's suit of some luxury brand! What kind of orphanage could be so rich?

Her mother didn't pay attention to the fashion circle, but he did!

Zhan Haoxuan avoided eye contact and pretended to be timid, "How can I know? I don't know the words..."

I'm just a four-year-old child who has lost seven or eight foreign language teachers since I was a child and knows nothing!

Seeing this, Lu Xiaoxiao felt even more distressed. "Mommy, you can just keep this little brother. He is so pitiful and cute, and..."

He was so handsome!

Yes, although she was just a kid, she was extremely facing obsession. She only liked the handsome boy's Xiaoxiao, the insight bead! He had seen through the young man's immeasurable appearance!

Nodding his head vigorously, Zhan Haoxuan looked at Lu Wanwan with pleading eyes, as if saying, "Please..."

"Okay." Wanwan finally agreed. She looked out of the window. It was late. Whether the little boy was telling the truth or not, she wouldn't let him wander on the street alone at this time. She'd better take a bowl first!

Anyway, the presidential suite was big enough!

Hearing that, Zhan Haoxuan and Lu Xiaoxiao jumped up happily. The two of them went to play hand in hand. Lu Xiaoxiao warmly introduced her new Barbie dressing game to him, and he also listened with great interest!

"Duoduo, what's wrong with you?" Wanwan turned around and saw him looking at the two men with serious face. She asked in confusion.

"Nothing, Mommy." Seeing that Duoduo was attracted by the handsome man, his mommy was relieved, so he didn't say anything more.

However, he would definitely keep an eye on this little guy with unknown origin!

Hearing this, Lu Wanwan felt relieved.

Lu Wanwan planned to take Ms. Chen and the children out for a buffet, but Zhan Haoxuan refused to go out.

Although he also wanted to have a buffet, he had never eaten it! But the great tyrant was still searching for him all over the city. He didn't want to be caught back by him!

Seeing this, Xiaoxiao immediately said that she wanted to accompany him, and he was so angry with his sister who preferred other boys.

In the end, she had to ask the waiter to bring the food here.

The family gathered around to have dinner, and Xiaoxiao picked up food for the new acquaintances from time to time. More than one face was full of resentment, and the chopsticks were almost broken.

Zhan Haoxuan had a good appetite! Living in the Zhan family, as the eldest grandson of the family, he was strictly arranged to eat. He had never eaten so many delicious foods!

While eating, he adjusted the huge plasma TV on the wall with the remote control to a live channel of games he often watched, looking with great interest.

While watching, Zhan Haoxuan suddenly stopped picking up food into his mouth.

A notice floated over the game, "Little hero, Xuanxuan, you have to go home before ten o'clock. Your father promised not to hit your ass, or you will be responsible for the consequences!"

The line kept floating, but only he knew what it meant!

It was a game developed by the great tyrant company. He played it very well and streamed it on time every night.

The great tyrant knew his habit and his ID!

All of a sudden, Zhan Haoxuan became listless, and the food in his bowl was not so delicious. He lowered his head and looked dejected.

"Bother, are you swollen?" Xiaoxiao asked, blinking her eyes.

"Nothing." Zhan Haoxuan tried to cheer himself up.

Seeing him like this, Wanwan and others thought that the little guy had thought of something sad, so they didn't say anything more. They just silently picked up several dishes for him.

However, Duoduo stared at Zhan Haoxuan with his sharp eyes narrowed.

At half past nine in the evening, Lu Wanwan bathed the children with Ms. Chen, changed into pajamas, kissed them, and went to the study to prepare her resume.

There was a clue of her son in the Zhan Family. She had to go in anyway!

After a while, Zhan Haoxuan quietly got up from the bed, changed his clothes, went to the desk, turned on the lamp, and wrote and drew on the paper.

Then he put the note on the bedside table with reluctance and quietly walked out of the door.

As soon as he left, Lu Duoduo opened his eyes.

He also turned on the bedside lamp. When he saw what was on the paper, his face became serious.

What kind of monsters were they!

Duoduo tried his best to use his genius brain, which was able to understand code at the age of three, and vaguely guessed what he seemed to be saying.

He went back.