"Mm-hmm, please drive carefully, Uncle Driver."
Li Mumu cheerfully waved at the driver of the Ducal Residence.
Once the car was out of sight, the smile vanished from Li Mumu’s face. She crossed her arms and muttered to herself, "How dare you spank this Princess! Just you wait, I, Li Mumu, have a hundred ways to get back at you—no, countless ways!"
"Li Blockhead, are you crazy, talking to yourself here!"
At so point, Bei Mo, wearing a kindergarten uniform and carrying a little backpack, had appeared in front of her.
"Did you, did you, did you hear anything?" Li Mumu was startled, her voice stuttering, perhaps feeling guilty or sothing.
"Are you badmouthing ?" Hearing this, Bei Mo squinted suspiciously, scrutinizing her.
Although he heard her muttering, the voice was too low, so he didn’t catch what she said.
So he didn’t hear...
Li Mumu breathed a sigh of relief and ran away from him, "This Princess can’t be bothered with you, I’m going ho!"
In the car, Li Mumu put down her backpack while turning to look back at Bei Mo, who was waiting for his driver to pick him up.
Ha!
Bei Heigou, you’ll be walking ho by yourself tonight!
The driver, ready to move, noticed her glancing back repeatedly. Rembering that she and the Little Duke had been getting along well lately, he couldn’t help but ask, "Princess, should we take the Little Duke with us?"
Li Mumu imdiately shrugged, rolling her eyes, "Why care about him? Hurry up, my mommy is waiting for to co ho for dinner."
The driver was taken aback for a mont. Although he didn’t know why their relationship had suddenly cooled, he didn’t ask further and nodded, starting the car, "...Okay."
Bei Mo watched the Royal Family’s car until it disappeared from view before looking away and continued waiting for his ride.
But it was rather strange.
He waited for a long ti, even until the sun was almost setting, but his driver still hadn’t arrived.
What’s going on?
Could there have been an accident on the road?
Just as Bei Mo was about to call from the kindergarten’s security office, he turned around only to find it was locked.
It was almost dark, so it was normal for the security office to be closed.
Bei Mo slightly pursed his lips and walked to the roadside with his backpack.
Originally, he planned to hail a cab, but strangely enough, there wasn’t a single taxi in sight.
And the bus stop was quite far, by the ti he walked there, he’d almost be ho.
After pondering for a while, Bei Mo decided to walk ho by himself.
By now, it was already completely dark.
The little boy walked alone under the streetlights, his shadow trailing behind him, as he made his way straight along the road.
...
Eight in the evening.
Dinnerti at the Palace.
Chongchong, Chenchen, and Li Mumu sat at the dining table, enjoying a delicious and exquisite al.
As they ate, Li Mumu shared amusing stories from kindergarten, making the two laugh uncontrollably.
It was at this mont that Chongchong’s phone rang.
"Mommy, whose call is it?" Li Mumu asked casually while eating her steak.
"It’s your Aunt Ping Guoguo," Chongchong said, answering the call and putting the phone to her ear, "Guoguo, what’s up?"
Before the other side could speak, Li Mumu’s heart skipped a beat—could it be that Bei Mo had tattled to his mommy, and now Aunt Ping was tattling to her mommy?
Thinking that her butt was in for trouble, Li Mumu lost her appetite and quickly prepared to make a run for it.
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