No, no! His surname was Li, his name was Li Mosen! Li Mosen struggled hard, full of panic, shouting loudly, "Let me go! Grandpa, save me!"
Tang Mengying laughed. Seeing that the little guy was struggling, she felt an indescribable satisfaction. Her son was still alive! This b*****d that, God knows where he came from, was still alive and well in this world.
Magical...
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After Su Qianhuai and Li Sicheng both got off the plane, they did not go back to the old house, but went to pick the birthday gifts for the little ones. After wandering around in the mall for a long time, they bought a remote-controlled sports car for Dasu and bought a small train for Ersu.
Then, Li Sicheng received a phone call from Li Jinnan. He needed to go to the company for a while and go to the cake shop that Grandpa liked most to pick up the cake. Su Qianci took the gifts and took a taxi home.
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