Stop It, Kiddo! Your Dad is the Big Villain Who Devours Everything

Three-and-a-half-year-old Chao Chao runs away from home because she is afraid of getting beaten up. She accidentally bonds with a system meant to redeem villains. Her task is to persuade villains t...

Chapter 225 Old Classmate

This dessert shop has a great reputation and always has a lot of customers. Jiang Chi took out a small fisherman's hat and put it on Chaochao's head, and followed the waiter to the reserved window seat.

There are no private rooms here, only half-sectioned modern Chinese-style screens that conceal the customers dining inside. This restaurant is owned by a friend of Jiang Chi's, and he's been there two or three times. The staff are quite discreet.

Pei Yushen sat alone on one side of the table, while Chaochao and Jiang Chi sat opposite him.

Plates of exquisite desserts were placed on the table, and the little dumpling was already so tempted that she couldn't take her eyes off them, swallowing her saliva no less than three times in a minute.

Jiang Chi remembered that she had eaten a lot of snacks and desserts at Kman's store. Could it be that she was a reincarnated puppy who didn't know when she was full?

The last batch of perfectly baked cloud soufflés happened to be placed in front of Chaochao, gently swaying with a "duangduangduang." Chaochao opened her eyes wide with curiosity and looked at it from all sides. "Brother, is this really not pudding or jelly?"

She even curiously wanted to poke it with a fork, but was afraid that she would poke it and deflate it. Her complicated little face showed a palette of emotions, a mixture of two parts struggle, three parts melancholy, and five parts longing, making her a perfect teaching template.

From Jiang Chi's perspective, it was hard to tell whether the little dumpling's cheeks or the soufflé was more bouncy. As the little dumpling sighed, the two seemed to be shaking in sync, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Chao Chao cast a questioning look at him, but Jiang Chi picked up his fork and made the decision for her. He casually cut a piece of soft cake with the knife and fork, "Ah..."

The hungry baby Chaochao: "Awoo—"

"Delicious! I want more... I want more!"

Jiang Chi didn't try to take it from her, but handed her the knife and fork instead: "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Upon hearing this, Chaochao, who had regained control of the knife, raised her head thoughtfully. She imitated Jiang Chi's less-than-perfect fork-holding posture and softly reminded the person opposite her, "Brother Yushen, remember to be careful and don't hurt yourself."

She remembered that the last time the boy got hurt, it was by accident.

Although she still doesn't know where she's injured, she just has to be careful, because bleeding is very painful.

Pei Yushen paused, his hand holding the knife and fork still for three seconds, before responding softly, "Hmm."

Jiang Chi, realizing he had ultimately misplaced his trust, scoffed, "Heh..."

He didn't get injured by accident.

Jiang Chi's gaze lightly fell on the boy's hand holding the fork, his slightly narrowed eyes holding an ambiguous meaning.

Noticing the naked gaze from the young man diagonally opposite him, Pei Yushen raised his eyelids expressionlessly and stared back at him across a table of desserts.

After about two or three breaths, he looked away from the cold gaze.

This silent standoff was known only to them, and to the other person at the table...

Impatient Chaochao abandoned the elegant but inefficient use of a knife and fork, burying her face in her mouth and taking a huge bite of the soufflé. By the time Jiang Chi noticed her, she had almost buried her entire face in the cake.

Was that a construction crew that just came?

Because it was almost dinner time, Jiang Chi only ordered three or four plates of his signature desserts for Xiao Tuanzi.

Otherwise, if his uncle finds out that Chaochao ate too many snacks, it will shorten his lifespan...

Pei Yushen had a small appetite and only ate two or three small cakes placed in front of him, taking only a small bite before quietly watching Chaochao eat across from him.

Just as he stepped out of the store, Jiang Chi suddenly remembered something. "Chao Chao, you and Pei Yushen wait here for me for a while. I'll be right there."

Still traumatized by the "haircut," Chaochao anxiously instructed, "Brother, you have to come quickly, and you have to come back completely unharmed, okay?"

Jiang Chi: "...Understood."

It seems like he won't be able to come back completely, right?

Before turning to go inside, he gestured with his eyes to the two bodyguards at the door.

Chaochao stood on tiptoe, only vaguely seeing her brother walk quickly towards the front desk. "Brother Yushen, can you see where he's going?"

Pei Yushen calmly said, "Let's go inside."

"Could it be..." Chaochao immediately had a guess in her mind, "Is my brother in a hurry to poop but too embarrassed to say so?"

Upon considering this possibility, the little dumpling immediately showed a "I understand, I totally understand" expression and squatted back down with peace of mind.

The dessert shop has a terrace outside, which is a place for customers to rest while waiting.

Chaochao looked up and around, then stood up with great enthusiasm and pushed Pei Yushen's wheelchair to the right.

“Brother Yushen, let’s go there. There’s a big umbrella there.”

Pei Yu's back muscles tensed, he pursed his lips, and pushed the wheelchair faster: "I can push it myself."

Seeing this, Chaochao scratched his head and said, "Alright then."

The system felt something was off. Pei Yushen hadn't seemed particularly resistant when the bodyguard pushed the wheelchair earlier.

Ultimately, the system attributed this solely to the fear of being misunderstood by outsiders as mistreatment of children.

Chaochao and Pei Yushen found a seat under the parasol and sat down.

The moment her bottom touched the stool, the whole dumpling was launched into the air!

"Ouch, it's so hot!"

Standing on the wooden board, Chaochao covered her bottom with her little hands and stared incredulously at the culprit. She was almost turned into a roasted pork chop!

The system subtly pointed out the flaw: "Chao Chao, wouldn't it be better to grill pork belly?"

The little dumpling, covering its bottom, asked in confusion, "?"

Why pinch?

After comforting her injured bottom, Chaochao pushed the stool away from the scorching sun little by little until it was moved to a completely shady spot.

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