The senior presidents that came from overseas all gathered around to look at Little Qinwen with their eyes shining brightly. "Mr. Lu, this is your son? So cute! Hi…."
The senior presidents waved their hands at Little Qinwen.
At this moment, Little Qinwen was very bored. He did not want to come to attend this competition at all, but he was frustrated that he was still too young. He pouted his lips and acted cutely but it was of no use, and he was dragged along by Daddy's two fingers.
Daddy even threatened him. He had to perform better. If not, he would be greeted with a slap.
Wahh wahh wahh.
Facing the gazes of the senior presidents, Little Qinwen fluttered his large eyes that were just like grapes. They were like sparkling pearls in the night sky. What were all of them saying? Could they speak Chinese that I could understand?
