Leng Zimo smiled as he held Luo Jun and sat him in the front passenger seat, while Leng Zirui drove the car to the training ground out back.
In the training ground, two squads were undergoing training. The little one was seeing such a scene for the first time and immediately stood up from his seat, leaning on the door to watch with great interest.
Leng Zimo got the little one out of the car and, together with Leng Zirui, came to the shade of some trees, where two subordinates had already brought over a few small stools.
The little one sat on a small stool, resting his chin on his hands, and was soon engrossed in what he saw.
Beside him, Leng Zirui looked at the little one's delicate profile and was filled with curiosity, "Where did you get this little cutie from?!"
Leng Zimo had never liked children, as Leng Zirui well knew. Now bringing a little one here to play was very unusual.
"A friend's child," Leng Zimo replied lightly.
