When Mobao arrived at the Hilton Hotel, it was already an hour later.

Although he is smart, he is a child in the end, and it will take a little time to get to this hotel smoothly.

Fortunately, as soon as he arrived at this hotel, he found the car in the parking lot that the people drove when they brought Mommy over. Immediately, he was overjoyed and went to the hotel lobby.

"Pretty sister, I want to ask, whose car is that outside?"

When the five-year-old boy tried to stand on tiptoe to look at the front desk of the hotel, the young lady at the front desk looked down and saw a handsome and handsome little boy who looked like he came out of a cartoon.

Isn't this... the young master who lives on the top floor of their hotel?

Miss Sister's eyes widened in shock: "Huo... Young Master Huo? Why are you here? You just... Didn't you go to the restaurant?"

Huh?

Young Master Huo?

The extremely smart calligraphy immediately heard something was wrong.

So he immediately climbed up with small arms and legs, hugged the high chair next to him, and approached this young lady with a smile on his face.

The lady's face turned red.

"Yeah, I ran out just now. By the way, sister, do you know whose car is outside?"

"Isn't that yours? Your father and the others just came back?"

The lady was stunned again.

When Mo Bao heard that, the round little face smiled brighter: "Okay, thank you pretty sister, then I'll go."

"Go? Where are you going? It's too dangerous here. I'll take you back to the restaurant, or your father can't find you. It's time to worry."

The young lady is quite responsible. When she heard Mo Bao said she was going to leave, she wanted to send him back to the restaurant for fear that he would get lost when he walked out of the hotel.

However, how could Mobao let her send it at this time?

She recognized him as the young master of the Huo family, so he must go see for himself what the real young master looks like?

He remembered that when he was in kindergarten yesterday, the teachers also took out a photo, saying that it was a child who was about to be transferred to their kindergarten, very similar to him, and his name was Huo Yin!

Also, after he returned home last night, he also hacked into the computer of the kindergarten director to find out his information. At that time, his address showed that it was the top floor of the Hilton Hotel.

Mobao ran faster than a rabbit, and after a while, he arrived at the western restaurant on the fourth floor of the hotel.

"Uncle Lin, when are we going home?"

In the splendid restaurant, Huo Yin was wearing a small suit and a neat small napkin on his chest, sitting upright. He didn't eat anything in front of him, but asked his assistant Xiao Lin with a small face impatiently, when will he be able to return to China?

This is indeed a completely different child from Mobao.

The facial features of the two of them are very similar, but their tempers, personalities, and even their words and deeds are completely different from each other. If the calligraphy is a little sun, it will feel like a spring breeze when you see people.

Then, Huo Yin is definitely a little Arctic Ocean, exactly like his father Huo Sijue.

Sometimes, even worse!

He doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to communicate. He has a cold and withdrawn temperament, and is taught by Huo Sijue to be upright and decent, but in him, he can't see what a five-year-old child should look like.

"Tsk, so this is the young master of the Huo family. He really looks like him, but is he so old-fashioned? Like a little old man."

Mo Bao hid behind the door and saw it, and couldn't help but feel a burst of sympathy.

Assistant Xiao Lin: "Little Master, we can't go home yet. This time, we are here to treat Dad. You don't want Dad to be sick, okay?"

Huo Yin: "..."

After a while of silence, it seemed that in the end, Dad had the upper hand in his heart.

"Then the aunt who brought him today was treating him?"

"……right?"

Xiaolin snorted haha, and casually said something awkwardly.

Huo Yin's cool little face frowned, and finally, he picked up the knife and fork in front of him: "If that's the case, then tell him to be nice to other people's aunts, and don't be so fierce!"

Kobayashi: "Cough, cough, cough—"

Mobao not far away: "!!"

What?

How dare you murder his mommy? You want to get beat up, don't you? !

Mo Bao turned around and left, holding a small fist and went directly to the top floor of the hotel.

A few minutes later, at the entrance of the presidential suite on the top floor, the bodyguards who were guarding saw a small figure walking out of the elevator with a small face.

"Little Master, are you back?"

"Well." Mo Bao tried his best to learn the little old-fashioned look he saw in the restaurant downstairs, "Where's Daddy?"

"The president has gone out, but he has explained that if the young master comes back, go ahead and have a good rest, he will be back soon."

These people really didn't have any doubts, they quickly and respectfully told Mo Bao where the bad guy who bullied Mommy went, and they thoughtfully opened the door again.

Mo Bao immediately looked inside.

This room is really big. When you look at it, it looks like you are in the big square, but the decoration inside is very luxurious, and it is resplendent and splendid, just like a palace.

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