After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 793

Chapter 793: Chapter 797: The Tones Are Extremely Similar

"Uncle Zimo!" Qin Wanwan immediately turned around and ran to him, grabbing his arm, "Xia Shang bullied Wanwan and Mo Mo, you have to avenge Wanwan and Mo Mo!"

"Wanwan, don’t talk nonsense." Huangfu Ruo was busy explaining, "Brother Zimo, it’s just a children’s quarrel, it’s nothing serious."

Several parents, upon seeing Zimo, all showed a look of surprise, not expecting him to attend.

The kindergarten where Luo Jun was enrolled was a high-end international class. Students who could study there were either celebrities or children of wealthy foreign merchants. Naturally, they all recognized Leng Zimo.

"Mr. Leng, it really is you!" Mother Xia Shang pulled Luo Jun away and approached Leng Zimo with her son in her arms, "This is the first time I have seen you in person, you are even more handsome than on TV. Xia Shang, stop crying, look, this is Uncle Zimo. Shall we take a photo with him, okay?"

Luo Jun was just a child, and he couldn’t stand her pushing him. His body swayed and he took several steps back, hitting a wooden rack with flowerpots on it. The rack shook, and the azalea on top immediately lost its balance and began to sway violently.

"Mo Mo."

Qin Wanwan cried out in alarm from Leng Zimo’s arms.

Zimo and the African American bodyguard, John, both rushed over in a hurry. Zimo, who was closer, took a quick step forward to stabilize the flowerpot, squatted down to put Qin Wanwan on the ground, and then carefully helped the little one up from the ground.

"Little buddy, are you okay?"

Luo Jun pursed his lips and gently shook his head, "Thank you, uncle."

Hitting his head on the rack naturally hurt, but he was trying hard not to cry.

Their gazes met, and Zimo clearly saw the bright tears in the little guy’s eyes, but he just pursed his lips, his little brows furrowed in pain, still holding back the tears. His stubbornness and strength painly touched Zimo’s heart.

"Stop right there!"

Two men, one big and one small, shouted out at the same time.

Hearing the other’s voice, Luo Jun and Leng Zimo glanced at each other and then simultaneously turned their gaze toward Mother Xia Shang.

"You’re not allowed to leave!"

The voices of the two men were still in unison; not only were the words exactly the same, but even the tone was remarkably similar.

In the hall, all the parents, including Huangfu Ruo, turned their gaze toward Leng Zimo and Luo Jun.