Chapter 22

The security guard was still enthusiastically sharing how he had seen various bloodless killing methods in science fiction movies, when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Then he heard the giant Leyden pine creaking. Someone, ignoring the piercing sensation of the pine needles, pushed aside the prickly branches and strode towards him, his cheeks flushed with anger: "You are not working properly during working hours, but you are here gossiping—"

Unfortunately, the director did not finish his attack, because he soon saw the man standing opposite the security guard - the second young master of the Zhu family, Zhu Shaoquan.

The headmaster was furious when he heard the security guard talking so brazenly behind the pine tree, saying he dared to target the Zhu family's grandson.

But he never imagined that the other person he was conspiring with was actually the young master's uncle.

What else can he say?

Although it is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, news about these wealthy families fighting and killing each other for the right of inheritance has been seen on Star Internet before.

He didn't want to interfere in other people's family affairs, but he had already said it and couldn't stop halfway.

After all, this little thing was sent by Zhu Zhengde, so we have to give him face.

The headmaster cleared his throat and directed his anger at the security guard: "Get back to work! If you dare to sneak off like this again, you'll be out of here!"

Turning to Zhu Shaoquan, he forced another smile and said, "Mr. Zhu, the parent tour is over now. If you're still not satisfied, you can make an appointment for the next time. I'll personally accompany you on the tour. How about that?"

Zhu Shaoquan had a cold face, and he was not sure whether to agree or not. The conversation between him and the security guard must have been overheard by the director.

Even though the head teacher wouldn't gossip in front of his father, he still felt bad that the kind image he had worked so hard to maintain had collapsed in front of outsiders.

But now the steps were given, and he had to go down them.

Zhu Shaoquan wiped his face and smiled again: "Okay, I'll trouble you next time."

He saw the two little kids behind the headmaster, and Zhu Fu's cat ears were as conspicuous as ever.

No need to guess, this little brat must have found them whispering here and ran to find someone to complain.

Fortunately, today it was only heard by an unrelated outsider. What if the next time... his father heard it...

Zhu Fu has a history of framing him. It seems that even though she looks like a simple and cute three-year-old, she is actually very cunning.

He has to be careful about this brat.

Those who need to make indirect accusations have been made, and those who need to back down have been stepped down. When it comes to matters that are not so relevant to their own interests, adults should stop talking about them.

The head teacher patted the two children on the head and said, "Let's go back to the classroom. The activity class is over."

The security guard took a deep breath and said, "Um, Mr. Zhu, let me take you out."

They have known each other for many years, but this is the first time he has heard the other person be so polite. Zhu Shaoquan rolled his eyes in his heart.

He thought to himself, even if you are pretending now, if I really want to find an excuse to fire you, it’s just a matter of saying one word. Maybe it will be because you step into the kindergarten with your right foot first tomorrow.

The head teacher was holding two little boys, one on each side. Zhu Shaoquan followed behind. Just as he was about to raise his foot, he found that the one with cat ears turned his head, stuck out his tongue at him, and made a disdainful face.

Zhu Shaoquan also raised his fist at him.

Little bastard - no, little cat, just wait, we have a long way to go in the future.

Zhu Xiaoling and Aunt He came to pick him up after kindergarten.

Fu Fu turned her head and asked, "Where's Daddy? Didn't Daddy come to pick me up? Didn't Grandpa and Grandma come either?"

How could this be different from what was agreed upon? He had also wanted to use the commute to and from school to allow the fathers and grandparents to interact more.

The first thing Zhu Xiaoling did when she saw him was to pinch his little ears.

His companion spirit is a milky white Minute, with the yellow hair on its ears being particularly noticeable, like two sweet custard buns.

Zhu Xiaoling was very satisfied, then sighed: "My dad took your dad to find a job."

Fu Fu first sorted out who was "my dad" and "your dad", then raised her little hand to cover her messy ear hair.

Although I was dissatisfied, curiosity overshadowed these small emotions: "Work? Why do I have to work?"

After he was reborn into this world, Zhu Xiyuan was already planning to take him back to the Mother Quadrant, so he had never seen what his mother looked like at work.

Oh, he had glimpsed the huge pile of blueprints for the flying car and starship, but he couldn't understand them at all.

Is his mother a designer like his aunt?

Hey, that’s not right. In the bedtime story his mother told him that day, his fathers met on campus. At least at that time, Zhu Xiyuan was still a teacher at the school.

Could it be the teacher who teaches design?

To Zhu Xiaoling, these doubts were just the result of children not understanding what work was.

She explained with a smile, "Work is about making money. Only by making more money can we buy delicious food and toys for our little Fubao."

The attitude of adults towards young cubs was really strange. Fu Fu pretended to be ignorant and asked: "Then, how does my dad work?"

Hearing such probing questions, Zhu Xiaoling's smile faded a little. "My brother... used to be a professor at the University of Science and Technology, teaching starship fuel propulsion. That major is difficult to get into even as a student. I couldn't get in anyway. He became a professor at such a young age and even won the Galaxy Scholar Medal from his home planet. It's truly remarkable."

"Even though my father wanted him to inherit his business and was proud that his son had such a job, my brother later quit his job and left home to be with my sister-in-law.

“I’m not exactly sure what he does in St. Helier, but I think he’s providing advice to the private ships there.

"He's a renowned and talented young professor. With the Galactic Scholar Medal alone, countless people are eager to seek his advice. It's a shame he used to only design public Imperial starships. Now that he's opened up private channels, he's sure to be flooded with people offering credit points."

Zhu Xiaoling rubbed the cat's ears again: "Your living conditions should be pretty good. My brother's consulting fees must be quite high, huh?"

The kitten blinked its eyes.

Sadly, even though he survived, his life in St. Helier had already ended, and he had no idea whether he had lived a good life or not.

However, I have a better understanding of why Zhu Zhengde is so opposed to his fathers being together.

Understandable, but limited.

The evil god who can call the wind and rain and get whatever he wants cannot understand why humans attach so much importance to being well-matched and having a good job - is it really that important?

Is there anything more important than two people loving each other deeply?

It can be seen that the person in the Zhu family who is most attached to Zhu Xiyuan is Zhu Xiaoling. Therefore, whenever the vacancy of the past five years is mentioned, Zhu Xiaoling is the saddest.

As long as she is good to her fathers and to herself, Fu Fu will be kind to her in return.

The little cub didn't want to make his aunt continue to be sad, so he brushed his big furry tail across the back of her hand and changed the subject in time: "Aunt, what are we going to do today?"

When this was mentioned, Zhu Xiaoling immediately became excited, smiling brightly, her eyes narrowed into two lines: "Of course it's to buy clothes for our Fubao!"

Not only did Zhu Xiaoling immediately become cheerful, but even Aunt He was smiling beside her.

Fufu: "..."

The evil god's premonitions were always accurate. When he heard Zhu Xiaoling's words, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

It was a little different from what was expected. Zhu Xiaoling did not take him to a children's clothing store to buy clothes, but to a private studio that looked quite exquisite.

There is a plaque next to the door with the word "LING" written in a flamboyant style.

According to conventional settings, cubs of his age are illiterate.

However, Zhu Fu recognized it and guessed that this was his aunt's own studio - the name was really simple and crude.

As expected, Aunt He exclaimed as soon as she entered the door: "Miss, your decoration here is more beautiful than last time."

Several people are busy in the studio, and there are also some robots with only mechanical arms helping with cutting and sewing.

When they noticed Zhu Xiaoling coming in, they all stopped what they were doing and greeted her.

"Sister Ling!"

"Sister Ling is here."

"Sister is here!"

"Good morning, Sister Xiaoling~"

Even the robot's power source emitted a flashing blue light, as if winking hello.

Zhu Xiaoling smoothed her long hair with her fingers, shifted her small bag from her right hand to her left arm, and patted the back of the head of the last person: "What do you mean by early? Don't you see what time it is?"

Fuzai, who was held in Aunt He's arms, blinked in surprise.

Is this Zhu Xiaoling, who is full of action and courage and respected by everyone, still the timid aunt in the Zhu family who dares not even speak a word?

It turns out that when she was not under the heavy pressure from my grandfather, was my aunt actually such a brilliant, charming and capable woman?

The old man is really sinful.

After greeting the boss, the employees quickly noticed the new visitor.

You should know that Zhu Xiaoling's studio usually doesn't allow outsiders to enter. Even if there are VIP customers, they are received in a special reception room and are not brought into the workplace. Those who can enter here must have extraordinary connections.

The little cub was still wearing the kindergarten's aqua blue uniform and a sunflower-shaped sunhat. Its big, watery eyes were looking at them curiously.

Two holes were deliberately opened on the sun hat to reveal his cream-colored cat ears, and his big, fluffy tail like a feather duster swayed behind him.

Everyone roared in their hearts:

It’s—a—little—kitten! ! !