Chapter 619

Here.

On the nanny car heading back.

Yang Mi, crossing her legs, scrolled through online comments: "Nezha 2's box office will definitely start at ten billion!" She counted on her fingers, "The visuals are finer than the first film, the story hits the heart more, Shen Gongbao will definitely go viral… your man is going to make a fortune again!"

Re Ba was looking down, replying to messages, and didn't answer Yang Mi.

Because Lin Mo had just sent Re Ba a WeChat message.

Lin Mo: "The event here in Xiang Jiang just finished, please have Long Shu and the others go have a late‑night snack!"

Re Ba tapped the screen lightly: "Okay, drink less alcohol."

"Who are you messaging so intently?" Yang Mi suddenly leaned over, her hair tips brushing Re Ba's cheek, "Oh~ so it's Boss Lin checking in~"

"Checking what?" Re Ba gave her a sharp look, "He's inviting Cheng Long big brother and the others for a late‑night snack."

Suddenly, Re Ba remembered something, and said to Yang Mi: "Mi Jie, your idol's concert is about to start, aren't you going?"

Yang Mi, upon hearing that, immediately replied: "Of course I'm going, how many times have I missed Feng Ge's concert?" She excitedly pulled out her phone, "I've already bought tickets for the VIP area, just waiting for the day!"

It is well known that Yang Mi has always been a loyal fan of Xie Tingfeng.

Re Ba smiled and nodded: "That works, then I'll take Nuan Nuan with me; the little guy has been missing his dad these days!"

As Nezha's Mischievous Son Causes Sea Turmoil continues to be released worldwide, the film's hype keeps rising.

North America's Hollywood Report, with the theme of a visual revolution of Eastern mythology, praised the film for perfectly blending traditional stories with modern animation technology.

Can't help it, with Lin Mo's earlier Robots having set a $4 billion global box office precedent, Nezha 2 can only be said to be okay.

The main problem is still the lack of resonance.

Besides Asia, the West and Europe simply don't know who Nezha is; they have no idea about Huaguo's mythological stories.

June 10, Xiang Jiang International Airport VIP corridor.

A matte black Mercedes quietly parked in the exclusive spot; the car Cheng Long big brother specially arranged is both low‑key and safe.

And Lin Mo in the driver's seat glanced at his wristwatch; more than ten minutes have passed since the flight landed.

He rolled down the window, and the early summer heat mixed with the airport's distinctive jet fuel smell hit his face.

From afar came the crisp sound of high heels clicking on the ground; Lin Mo turned his head and saw Re Ba briskly walking forward holding Nuan Nuan, with Yang Mi pushing a luggage cart right behind.

Re Ba today wore a beige linen dress, sunglasses on, and the little guy in her arms was fidgeting restlessly.

"Dad!" Nuan Nuan instantly recognized Lin Mo in the car, crying out in a baby voice, her little hand reaching forward desperately.

Lin Mo immediately got out of the car, taking three steps in two to rush toward her.

He first took the bag from Re Ba's shoulder, then reached out to hug his daughter; Nuan Nuan, upon touching dad, clung tightly to his neck, her little face rubbing against Lin Mo's shirt collar.

"Missing dad so much?" Lin Mo lightly patted his daughter's back, smelling the familiar baby shampoo scent on her.

He looked down and saw Nuan Nuan had two little pigtails today, tied with a blue hairband, clearly dressed up carefully.

Yang Mi pushed the suitcase beside the car, teasing, "Nuan Nuan kept calling dad, dad on the plane, the flight attendant was melted by her cuteness."

Re Ba took off her sunglasses, revealing smiling eyes: "She's been sleeping at night these past few days hugging a doll printed with your photo."

Lin Mo felt a warmth in his heart, holding his daughter with one hand while the other opened the rear door for them.

Nuan Nuan suddenly clutched dad's tie and wouldn't let go, babbling in baby talk.

"You can't play with that," Re Ba coaxed softly.

After sitting in the driver's seat, Lin Mo looked through the rearview mirror at Re Ba and his daughter: "Are you tired? Want to go to the hotel and rest first?"

"Let's go straight to dinner," Re Ba adjusted her daughter's little dress, "Nuan Nuan slept on the plane."

Yang Mi leaned over to tease Nuan Nuan: "Sweetie, do you know where we're going tomorrow?" Seeing the little guy looking blank, she answered herself, "We're going to a concert!"

Although Nuan Nuan didn't understand, she was still made to laugh by Yang Mi's expression, showing a few baby teeth.

Tomorrow is Xie Tingfeng's concert.

They just arrived a day early.

In the Peninsula Hotel's Chinese restaurant, Lin Mo specifically booked a window‑side private room; beyond the floor‑to‑ceiling windows was the beautiful Victoria Harbour.

The server had just placed the baby chair, and Nuan Nuan couldn't wait to crawl onto dad.

"Sit properly." Lin Mo gently pressed his daughter onto the baby chair, skillfully fastening the safety belt. Nuan Nuan pouted unwillingly, her little hand patting the tray.

Re Ba smiled and patted the little guy's head: "You, as soon as you see dad you start acting cute."

Lin Mo took a wet wipe to clean his daughter's face: "First eat, then I'll take you to Hong Guan to watch the rehearsal."

"Does Feng Ge know we're going?" Yang Mi asked excitedly.

"Just sent a message."

1:30 PM, Hong Kong Coliseum backstage.

Xie Tingfeng was tuning his guitar; seeing them come in, he immediately set the instrument down: "Wow, this is Nuan Nuan? So cute!"

Nuan Nuan, held in dad's arms, curiously examined the sunglasses‑wearing uncle; Xie Tingfeng took off his sunglasses, squatted down, and in a baby‑coaxing tone said, "Call me uncle~"

Nuan Nuan now only calls dad; she doesn't call mom very clearly, and suddenly reached out to grab Xie Tingfeng's clothing.

"Nuan Nuan!" Re Ba quickly grabbed her daughter's little hand.

Xie Tingfeng laughed loudly: "It's fine, it's fine, ~"

"Hello, Re Ba!" It was still Xie Tingfeng's first time meeting Re Ba, though he had heard her name for a long time.

"Feng Ge!"

Re Ba also responded with a smile.

Then Xie Tingfeng turned to Yang Mi, smiling, and said, "Mi Jie, long time no see!"

Hearing the teasing, Yang Mi also laughed: "Idol, I actually came all the way here just to see your concert~"

The two are that familiar; previously Yang Mi even participated in Xie Tingfeng's "Twelve Flavors of Feng".

They chatted for a while.

Xie Tingfeng's rehearsal began, and Nuan Nuan was frightened by the deafening music, diving into her dad's arms.

Lin Mo covered his daughter's little ears and whispered, "Let's go out."

After leaving the venue, Nuan Nuan regained her vigor, and in her dad's arms she began waving her arms and legs.

Re Ba smiled and linked her arm with hers: "Let's go, let's head back to the hotel first; tomorrow is the actual performance."