Sis Thirteen sat in a wheelchair, staring fixedly at Baby Robbie with a pair of black and lucid eyes.
She was extremely puzzled. Why did this boy look so much like the military intelligence division's Lil Fox?
However, he was loftier and colder than Lil Fox. He would not greet her when he saw her either. It was as i f he did not know her. i
Baby Robbie narrowed his eyes at Sis Thirteen and imitated Jenson's indifferent tone, questioning her," Hey, what are you looking at?"
Sis Thirteen asked curiously, "Are you Lil Fox?"
Baby Robbie replied in a monotonous tone, "You got the wrong person."
Baby Robbie had been a great actor since he was a child. After joining the military intelligence division, h e was able to give full play to his talents. When he imitated Jenson, he was able to do so flawlessly from his attire to the fine details of the accessories he wore. He even nailed Jenson's cold expression, unwavering gestures, and the maturity he displayed when he frowned and contemplated things.
Sis Thirteen was slightly startled. There was a touch o f disappointment in her eyes.
She had indeed seemed to recognize the wrong person. This was not the Lil Fox who would raise his eyebrows and put on a domineering expression when he spoke.
Angeline criticized Baby Robbie, "Jens, you have to be gentle when you talk to girls or you won't find a wife next time."
Baby Robbie responded dryly, "Okay."
He then got up from the couch and bid farewell to Mommy. "I'm leaving now, Mommy. Take good care of yourself."
When he said those words, his voice might have sounded unwavering, but his eyes were already shimmering with tears.
Before Angeline could say anything to him, Baby Robbie ran off in a flurry. The tiger token tied around his waist was partly hidden and partly visible.
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