Lan Qingyue: "..."

You little brat, you actually know how to bargain.

Lan Qingyue, who has been afraid of injections since she was a child, had a face full of colorful emotions when she heard the little one say those words. If there weren't outsiders present, she would have really wanted to pinch the little cutie's face and tell her to be good.

"Chuchu, be good, just for a little while, wait a minute... I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Kids love delicious food, so this trick should work, right? But the little one wouldn't have it, shaking his head firmly and refusing, "No, I won't eat..."

"Mommy, you hit her too, otherwise Chuchu won't hit her~~~" Chuchu's little head burrowed into Lan Qingyue's arms, her little bottom sticking up high, as if she thought that if she covered her face, no one could see it.

"Chuchu, when you grow as tall as Mommy, you won't need to be hit anymore, so you have to be good."

Chu Chu: "..." Are you trying to make things difficult for this three-year-old?

"You... Oh dear, come here, be good, I'll take you to eat something delicious later..."

Lan Qingyue grabbed Chu Chu's chubby arms with both hands to hold her in place. The male doctor glanced at her, applied medicine, and inserted the needle. When the doctor pressed a cotton swab onto Chu Chu's arm, Chu Chu started wailing, making Lan Qingyue's head spin. She struggled to pick up Chu Chu and sit down on the sofa next to her, giving up her previous seat to Guan Zhizhi behind her.

Lan Qingyue has no younger siblings and usually stays at home, so she rarely interacts with such a young child and has no idea how to comfort her.

"Mommy, my hand hurts so much~~~" she cried pitifully, wiping away tears, and trembling as she raised her hand that had received the vaccine. "Mommy..."

Her voice was soft and sweet, tinged with tears, so tender that it melted Lan Qingyue's heart. Lan Qingyue gently squeezed Chuchu's chubby little hand and whispered, "Sweetie, don't cry, I'll blow on it for you..."

Chu Chu was still crying.

Seeing that Lan Qingyue couldn't soothe her no matter what she did, Guan Zhizhi suggested, "Why don't you take the child out for a walk to distract her? Maybe she'll stop crying."

"Ah? Thank you, I'll try it right away." Lan Qingyue adjusted her position holding Chu Chu, gritted her teeth, and lifted her up by the back, forgetting Qi Yu standing at the door. He pursed his thin lips, looking at her with a calm expression.

What was the relationship between the original owner and this person? Lan Qingyue became more and more puzzled. Having no memory of him, she could only nod politely, "President Qi."

Chu Chu's persistent side resurfaced. With teary eyes, she looked at Qi Yu, stretched out her chubby hands, and said pitifully, "Daddy, hug me..."

Lan Qingyue was incredibly embarrassed. She thought he wouldn't respond, but unexpectedly, under everyone's gaze, she reached out and caught Chu Chu's chubby little body. Smelling the unique milky scent of the child in her arms, Qi Yu's icy face began to melt without her realizing it.

Qi Yu didn't put Chu Chu down until Guan Zhizhi came out carrying the child.

Children's emotions come and go quickly. After Chu Chu forgot about the vaccination incident, she became much more well-behaved and stopped pestering Lan Qingyue to hug her and lift her up high. She put her chubby little hands into Lan Qingyue's palm, and they went downstairs hand in hand.

As Lan Qingyue emerged from the hospital building, she stared blankly at the passing vehicles. To be honest, she had no lingering memories. She wished it were all just a dream, and that she would wake up soon. Qi Yu's appearance shattered her illusions.

"Where are you going? I'll take you."

Lan Qingyue looked at his handsome face, bewildered, while Chu Chu exclaimed excitedly, "Daddy, let's go play!"

"Where do you want to go?" Qi Yu squatted down in front of Chu Chu, for the first time not correcting Chu Chu's form of address.