Luo Yanran finally decided to enroll in the daycare class.

Luo Qianqian, accompanied by An Hao, followed the waiter to another private room, where she was genuinely surprised to see the group of people inside.

Besides the people she met in the afternoon, there were so many others...

"Uh... looking for me?" Luo Qianqian looked at the dozen young people in front of her, several black lines dropping down her face, feeling like she had accidentally stumbled into some sort of second or third generation gathering?

"Miss Luo, come, come, this afternoon I offended you. Hearing of your arrival for dinner, I hurriedly asked someone to invite you here so I could apologize," said the young man from the afternoon, quickly smiling at Luo Qianqian to flatter her: "You see, I’ll punish myself with three glasses."

Saying this, he drank three glasses of alcohol until they were empty, then looked at Luo Qianqian.

Luo Qianqian held An Hao’s hand and played with it nonchalantly: "Oh, and then?"

In her heart, she gave Deng Ming a big blank eye, this big mouth. She won’t bring him any gifts next time! If it weren’t for him blabbering, she wouldn’t believe this person could know who she was.

"So...so..." Young Master Du the Second wanted to cry; this person isn’t from their circle and wouldn’t care about his face! He dares to ask this person for face? He could only look to his big brother for help.

"Ahem..." Eldest Young Master Du glared at his foolish brother in exasperation: "Miss Luo, I’m Du Yiyan, and that’s my silly brother, Du Yikuo."

"Luo Qianqian, my younger brother An Hao," Luo Qianqian nodded calmly, introducing herself, then bent down to pick up An Hao: "Say hello."

"Hello, uncles." An Hao immediately greeted politely, then looked at Luo Qianqian with a face full of confusion: "Sister, what are we doing here?"

Uncles... the generational gap was created, turning into the goddess’s uncles?

Du Yikuo’s face was filled with disbelief, but soon he showed a smile.

If they are uncles, then the goddess is a junior, meaning...

"Ouch!"

Seeing Du Yikuo’s silly face, Du Yiyan knew exactly what he was thinking, and could only give a fierce stomp as a warning.

Du Yikuo felt very wronged; why did his brother stomp him? He was already sorted out before they came!

Luo Qianqian calmly glanced at Du Yikuo, then lowered her head to smile at An Hao: "We’re just here to take a little stroll, assist digestion so you can go back to eating more yummy food, right?"

"Then I still want one of sister’s little pastries," An Hao immediately seemed to understand, and pouted at Luo Qianqian, rubbing against her: "I also want to eat what mom eats."

"What sister eats is fine, but not what mom eats. What she’s having contains alcohol, kids aren’t allowed," Luo Qianqian recalled and immediately refused.

Upon hearing this, Du Yikuo’s back was instantly drenched in sweat.

He only thought about the benefits for himself, forgetting that being a senior to Luo Qianqian wasn’t easy either.

If Deng Ming wasn’t supported by Grandpa or the Chief, he wouldn’t necessarily be called uncle by Luo Qianqian.

"Miss Luo, actually, we invited you mainly to apologize," Du Yiyan sighed lightly at Du Yikuo’s expression: "Really sorry about the afternoon incident, Yikuo meant no harm, please don’t take it to heart."

"I didn’t take it to heart, those things aren’t a big deal." Luo Qianqian looked calmly at Du Yiyan, her eyes showing no emotion: "Is there anything else? Our family dinner is still ongoing."

"No, nothing else." Meeting Luo Qianqian’s gaze, Du Yiyan immediately felt cold sweat pouring out.

Luo Qianqian wasn’t pretending; in her eyes, it really wasn’t a big deal. Yet, to them, it caused unrest, fearing Luo Qianqian might hold grudges, and even more scared of being ’educated’ by their family upon learning about it.

Du Yikuo deeply bowed to Luo Qianqian: "I was ignorant in the afternoon, accustomed to laziness, I hope you won’t mind."

"No harm done, my Fourth Brother has always been lazy, I’ll be heading back." Luo Qianqian nodded expressionlessly; she thought Deng Ming had her come to meet some important figures, turns out it was just an apology.

Is she really so petty to require such careful apology?

"Yo?"

The teacup rotated in An Hao’s fingertips, with not a drop of tea spilled. His eyes were sharp as he tossed the teacup back to the corner from where it came: "Sister, put me down, my clothes are dirty, don’t soil sister’s dress." An Hao said as his fingers rubbed against his clothing.

Luo Qianqian coolly loosened her hold and An Hao jumped down from her arms to the ground.

Luo Qianqian turned expressionlessly: "I thought you wouldn’t appear, been a while?" Smiling softly at the person in the corner: "Too bad I have bodyguards with me now."

Zhang Sheng rolled his eyes: "You’re the one ignoring me, okay? I controlled my strength, wouldn’t hurt you guys."

"My hand got dirty, An Hao is angry, serious consequences." An Hao glared angrily at the people still sitting inside.

As soon as the words fell, he wanted to jump up and fight, but Luo Qianqian pulled him back: "Here’s our place, don’t cause damage, the decor is expensive; if you want to fight go outside."

"You there, dare to come out with me?!" An Hao provocatively hooked a finger at Zhang Sheng, his face full of seriousness.

Zhang Sheng couldn’t help but laugh: "Fine, I admit defeat, okay? I was wrong, Lord An Hao, don’t hold grudges against me, alright?" Then stood up and naturally walked over by Luo Qianqian: "Seeing you is tough huh?"

"Do you want to see me or who-who-who?" Luo Qianqian held An Hao’s hand, rolling her eyes at Zhang Sheng: "How did you manage to blend into this circle?"

"What do you mean blend in? I’m properly a third-generation official, okay?" Zhang Sheng pouted: "Of course, I haven’t known for long."

"Oh, really?" Luo Qianqian looked at Zhang Sheng with interest but still glanced at her watch: "We’re heading back, come find me tomorrow, my brother wants to spar with you, anything else you know, huh?"

"Hmm, understood." Zhang Sheng swiftly handed over his phone.

Luo Qianqian entered a number, then dialed: "Keep it safe, don’t show it to others, and don’t tell those people you saw me, to avoid trouble."

"Got it." Zhang Sheng nodded.

Upon hearing the phone ring, Luo Qianqian hung up and handed it back to Zhang Sheng: "Betray my info and you’ll suffer, you know."

Zhang Sheng immediately stuffed the phone into his pocket.

Luo Qianqian nodded satisfactorily, looking at the others, she sighed: "I will ask Uncle Deng later for everyone’s addresses, will send some token gifts to show my apologies, also, my friend here will appreciate your care."

After the pleasantries, Luo Qianqian finally left the private room with An Hao.