"Impossible." Xu Xia hugged the little guy, "I guess there are two possibilities. First, she didn’t hear you call her, after all, you said she was in the car. Second, she saw you, but because there were bad people around her, she couldn’t respond to you."
"Exactly!" The little guy suddenly straightened his back, "I saw it, besides Mom, there were other people. There was someone sitting next to her... a man... silver-white hair... I know, it’s Luo Ke, it’s that big bad Luo Ke!"
"Did you really see it?" Ah Jiu turned his face.
"Yes, silver-white hair, almost shoulder-length, wearing a suit." The little guy raised his hand and gestured.
"What was the car number you mentioned earlier?" Xu Xia asked again.
The little guy repeated the car number once more, and Ah Jiu carefully noted it down in his phone.
It seems that Luo Ke really took Madam to Rome, then what about Mister, he... could something have happened to him?!
The group returned to the villa, and Luo Jun immediately ran back to his room to take down the torn cover photo of Luo Ke from the magazine and brought it to Ah Jiu.
These days, to vent his dissatisfaction, the little guy had been using Luo Ke’s photo as a target, throwing darts at his face every day, thus becoming quite familiar with Luo Ke’s appearance.
"Uncle Ah Jiu, it’s him!"
Xu Xia looked at the battered face of Luo Ke in his hand and was a bit amused.
"Alright, uncle will go check right away." Ah Jiu patted his little head, "You go upstairs to rest with godmother."
"Let’s go, Mo Mo, we’re going upstairs." Xu Xia also knew Ah Jiu had something to arrange with his subordinates, so she took Luo Jun’s little hand and went upstairs, "Do you want to have lunch?"
Luo Jun shook his head.
Having eaten a lot of snacks earlier, his little belly was still full, and coupled with the recent events, it affected him a bit.

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