Nie Yiyi is in front of the stand selling clown masks at the moment. Hearing Huang Yayin\'s words, she curled her lips with satisfaction and said with a smile: "don\'t worry, just wait at the door and wait for me to call."

"OK, be careful. President Lu has gone in now!"

After hanging up the phone, Nie Yiyi was no longer nervous at all. She happily picked out masks for her children and looked at the old couple selling masks. They were cunning and squinting.

"Mommy, I want this mask." Nie Nuan has picked it and happily plays with it in his hand.

When Nie Yang saw that his sister had chosen one, he coolly took one and handed it to Nie Yiyi: "I want this."

Nie Yiyi took it. Instead of asking for a mask, she took a fancy to a set of clown clothes in the room.

"Grandma, I\'d like to ask you and grandpa a favor." Nie Yiyi smiled sweetly and said his purpose directly.

"Well... You didn\'t do something illegal, did you?" The old man was very vigilant and looked at her up and down.

"Grandma, you don\'t know. I\'m a single mother. I found out I was pregnant after I went abroad after divorce. When I gave birth to a child and returned home, my ex husband had to compete with me for custody. Now he looks for me and the child everywhere. If he finds the child, he will take them away from me. If the child is robbed by him, I will not live."

Nie Yiyi had already made a draft in her heart, which was half true and half false. With the help of two children, she successfully softened my heart.

After a whole outfit, Nie Yiyi put on the Clown Suit in the room, took out the cosmetics in the bag, put on ugly makeup, asked the old couple to hold a child alone, took off Nie Nuan\'s puffy skirt, put on an ordinary floral skirt, and disguised Nie Yang.

"Warm, remember to listen to your brother. Don\'t shout when you see your uncle. Do you hear me?" Nie Yiyi is afraid that her daughter will reveal her stuffing and tells her again and again.

Although Nie Nuan didn\'t understand why, he nodded and promised: "Mommy, don\'t worry, Nuan will be obedient and won\'t make trouble."

"Yang Yang, I\'ll give you my mobile phone. Aunt Yayin will wait for you at the door. You\'ll call her then." Nie Yiyi also carefully adjusted her mobile phone to vibrate, fearing that Lu Mingyu would call her at that time.

Nie Yiyi put down her heart, reached out and touched her son\'s head. She said softly, "take care of your sister."

This is a pun. She knows her son will understand it.

"Mommy, I\'m waiting for you at home with my sister and aunt Yayin."

Tell everything and put on a mask for the child. Nie Yiyi and the old couple act separately. They go first. Nie Yiyi deliberately separates a long distance from them.

The owners of the amusement park were shocked. At the moment, they were walking respectfully beside Lu Mingyu and flattering, "President Lu, what are you looking for? Tell me, I\'ll ask someone to help you find it."

Lu Mingyu tightly pursed her thin lips and wore a silver gray suit, showing her perfect figure. Her suppressed anger turned into overwhelming anger. If he found the woman, he had to teach her a lesson.

Nie Yiyi followed the old couple all the way. When she saw that they were safely sent to the door, she was relieved and fell a heavy burden.

She has been sweating all over. She just wanted to take off the clown\'s clothes, but suddenly a cold male voice came from the left

"Stop, don\'t move!"

With such a familiar voice, Nie Yiyi hardly needs to think about who it is.

She began to beat drums in her heart and turned rapidly in her mind. After she felt the steady footsteps approaching, her whole body was sweating.

Lu Mingyu approached step by step, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, "take off the clown\'s clothes."

Just looking at this clumsy figure, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

Nie Yiyi thought of this step long ago and put on makeup in advance. However, the acting has to be performed to the end.

"I\'m sorry, sir. I\'m still at work. I can\'t take off the clown\'s clothes." Nie Yiyi deliberately changed her voice, not hoarse, but sweet and tender.

Like the voice of an 18-year-old girl.

The voice was neither Nie Yiyi nor Nie Yihan\'s. Lu Mingyu frowned slightly, but this alone could not make him give up.

"I said, take it off!" Lu Mingyu twisted his eyebrows and reiterated impatiently that his black eyes were full of stubborn persistence.