Uncle Zhou?
Ning Qing was secretly happy.
"Shaoming, Ning Qing calls me Uncle Zhou. What does she call you? I'm not much older than you."
Lu Shaoming felt that the "Ning Qing" sounded extremely harsh to his ears. Were these two people close with each other?
He glanced sideways at Ning Qing. "Tell him, what do you call me?"
Ning Qing's eyes curved with a smile as she called out, "Hubby."
Lu Shaoming raised his eyebrows and looked proudly at Zhou Dayuan.
Zhou Dayuan gave him a look — childish!
He picked up a document from his desk and said, "Let's go, I've made an appointment with Master Bill. It's about time he came."
The three of them were walking in the corridor when two figures stepped in front of them. The hypnotist Bill was in front, and a beautiful little woman was behind.
Lu Shaoming took a look at the woman, then looked at Zhou Dayuan, whose expression remained unchanged, but was stunned for a moment.
