Chapter 1190: envy, jealousy, hate

I have to let the brat know that his Laozi's woman is not something he can get bored casually.
Even if it is his mother, it won't work!
So, how does the nasty creature like my brother-in-law exist?
No one knows the whistle and crook in Mo Boyuan's heart, and the other three have already walked ahead.
"Uncle, why do you want to go too?" The kids have a lot of questions!
Gu Ranzhi rubbed his nephew's fleshy face:
"Remember the last time I met Uncle Qiao Yu?"
Not to mention, the little guy has a pretty good memory:
"Remember, Aunt Xiaoran's brother acridine!"
Jiang Tingxu didn't fall a word while listening, and he immediately understood.
The Qiao family, Mrs. Qiao, Qiao Yu, Qiao Ran... So that's it!
"Brother, nurse Xiao Qiao in our department and Mrs. Qiao Jincheng?"
How did you go around, all went around together?
Obviously, I couldn't make a difference before!
Khan, things are impermanent!
"Well, a family, Mrs. Qiao's family is in a big room, and Qiao Yu's brother and sister are in a second room."
Uncle relationship!
No wonder!
Just ask Qiao Ran, why does the little girl work overtime every day?
When Gu Ranzhi was invited, it was naturally Qiao Yu's invitation personally, and it wouldn't have anything to do with the Gu family.
The little man seemed to be a little confused, but his mother stopped him when he wanted to ask:
"Baby, get in the car."
"Oh."
Forget it, don't ask, don't ask.
A car can't fit many people. After the mother and the son got on the car, someone unceremoniously followed into the car, with the bodyguard sitting in the front co-pilot's seat, and if someone wanted to get up, they could only sit on the roof.
Fortunately, Gu Ranzhi didn't bother to care at all right now, so he got into the car next to him.
A five-car convoy set off...
It was a little guy who got in the car, as if thinking of something, his small face instantly wrinkled into a bitter face.
"It takes so long to ride in the car, Ningning had a pain in her last time." said with emotion.
It's really fresh in my memory!
It stands to reason that there are more than one and two private jets of the Mo family, and the private jets can obviously be used.
However, the Mo family have a common feature. As long as it is not an emergency, private jets are basically not used in China. Unless they fly abroad, they are usually parked on the airport apron at any time.
There is no private jet, or in the country, one Gu Ranzhi, one Mo Boyuan, and the little grandson of the princess, who has been circulating in everyone's mouth, if they really appear at the airport at the same time, I am afraid that the entertainment circle will be earthquake again!
To avoid these troubles, it is safer to drive.
Just as Xiao Ren'er's words fell, Jiang Tingxu took out the cushion prepared in advance from behind:
"Come on, sit on this, the little won't hurt anymore."
The little man stood up obediently, waited for the cushion to be cushioned, and sat down:
"Huh, soft!"
Hehe, you are happy.
It’s hard to say about other cars. Just the Bentley that a family of three rides at this time, not to mention sitting for a few hours, even if you sit for dozens of hours, your will not hurt!
A luxury car with a size of several million, if you can sit for a few hours and have a pain in your butt, it is not worth the price!
Mo Boyuan snorted lightly:
"Squeamish!"
No way, who makes his wife pampered?
Otherwise, Mo Boyuan, the dad, wouldn't be that easy to talk.
Hearing his father's complaint, the little man hummed twice:
"Dad, you just envy and hate!"