When Cen Ang bought Huo Xiaolong, she never imagined things would turn out this way. In fact, she thought that she could just let the child grow up safely.

But on the third day, Huo Xiaolong woke up.

She was in a daze for a whole day, and it wasn't until the next day that she got out of bed and climbed down.

She would peek at people from behind the curtain like a kitten, and as soon as someone saw her, she would run away happily.

He was hopping around like a baby, his buttocks still jiggling. He could barely walk steadily, and those few steps he took made his older sisters laugh.

"This child is good-looking, but I feel like he's not very bright."

"That's right, I've seen some three-year-olds who can walk very steadily."

Chunying and Ping'er openly chirped at Huo Xiaolong behind his back. Huo Xiaolong understood, pouted, and ran away.

Huo Xiaolong knew that Cen Ang's complexion was abnormal, but that was all medicine could do now; life and death were in the hands of fate, including her own.

She really wanted to die, so she could go back to the beginning, and if she couldn't go back, she could start over.

It's so uncomfortable here without a cell phone or computer.

Cen Ang doesn't like to eat meat. Ever since she was poisoned, she feels like vomiting whenever she sees meat. The smell of offal makes it hard for her to swallow.

Looking at Cen Angbai's eerie face, the little dumpling couldn't bear it any longer. Huo Xiaolong, who couldn't even control his tongue, picked up a piece of meat and put it in Cen Angbai's bowl.

His hands were so big he couldn't even control the chopsticks, but he still put them in the woman's bowl.

Long'er stared wide-eyed and said to Cen Ang haltingly:

"You're not in good health, eating meat will give you energy."

"I can't eat meat, the smell makes me nauseous. Can our Long'er eat it instead?"

Cen Ang had intended to coax Huo Xiaolong and brush the matter off, but Huo Xiaolong wouldn't have fallen for it. He stared intently at Cen Ang, as if to say, "If you don't listen, I'll keep staring at you."

It's good for Cen Ang to eat more meat in his condition; everyone in the building can see that.

Zhao Kai couldn't bear to see her suffer, but the girls didn't dare to interfere with Cen's mother.

But Huo Xiaolong dared.

"Of course I dare," Cen Ang said, frowning as he ate the food. "I feel bad about being stared at like that."

The little dumpling grinned, showing its tiny teeth, and then placed another piece of meat on Cen Ang's plate.

Zhao Kai stood to the side with an expectant look on his face, hoping that Huo Xiaolong would put more food on his plate.

"Fall, the last bite!"

Huo Xiaolong smiled broadly and coaxed Cen Ang into taking a second bite.

She had only known him for a few days and hadn't developed any feelings for the people at the brothel, but Cen Ang was very kind. He would hold her while she slept every day and even rock her in bed.

This person shouldn't have died so young.

That's the gist of it. Huo Xiaolong thought it was nothing special, but Cen Ang was deeply moved by it.

For many years, no one has dared to discipline her like this.

The last one like that was the Crown Princess.

That night, Cen Ang held Huo Xiaolong and cried all night, but the little dumpling didn't know that children need a lot of sleep.

Don't let my soul being in my twenties fool you, so what?

Why don't you give it a try?

The turning point for Huo Xiaolong and the girls came after the incident where Zhihua was harassed.

Long'er was a soldier in her past life, and her soul is filled with a sense of justice. She was also unhappy with the lecherous man, but she was too young to do anything about it.

Watching Zhou Ning'an fight with that man, Zhihua sobbed behind Zhiyin. She felt wronged, and the feeling of being touched made her feel disgusted and nauseous. She chopped off the hand of the lecherous man who had harassed her.

Aren't they sisters? Long'er thought so too.

After being beaten by Zhou Ning'an, that scoundrel stood at the entrance of the brothel and shouted.

Huo Xiaolong, with his hands on his chubby waist, looked at her from the second floor, his brows furrowed and his eyes filled with a chilling murderous intent.

This attracted the attention of Zhang's mother and Cen Ang, who were both thinking of intervening.

Zhang's mother nudged Cen Ang with her elbow.

"That child? Are you sure there's nothing wrong with him?"

Cen Ang followed Zhang Mama's gaze upwards and was startled by Long'er's gaze as well. But she was only three years old. What could she do? She was just a child!

"She's only three years old, this person deserves to die."

After saying that, the woman narrowed her eyes, preparing to figure out how to deal with this person.

Who knew that Huo Xiaolong would pick up her little leg and run off again, running to another window on the second floor, where he had Ah Cai pick her up and watched the man leave the red-light district and go home.

That person's house wasn't far from the red-light district; it was right next to the street, and you could see it from above.

Huo Xiaolong memorized the location, then turned and pushed Ah Cai away to ponder her business, ignoring Cen Ang's calls.

He nestled into the woman's arms, his eyes filled with deep thought.

Huo Xiaolong did not appear at the dinner table on time.

"Have you seen Long'er?" Cen Ang asked.

Huo Xiaolong fell asleep while she was checking the accounts in the afternoon, so she put him on the bed.

This child is usually punctual for meals, but now that he's gone, Cen's mother asked him about it.

The girls all shook their heads, and then Er Ya came running over from the kitchen in a panic.

"Mom, come quickly and check on Long'er. She's carrying a kitchen knife and is about to go out and chop someone up."

If Zhang's mother hadn't been the daughter of the martial arts alliance leader, Huo Xiaolong would have almost gotten away with it.

The child crouched down, grabbed a kitchen knife, and tried to leave, but was stopped by Zhang's mother.

"Long'er, what are you doing with that knife? Give it to Auntie. How can you play with a knife like that? Tell Auntie what toy you want, and Auntie will buy it for you."

Those who know, understand the look in Huo Xiaolong's eyes that afternoon. In the world of martial arts, only the most powerful villains would act like that. If this child falls into the hands of such a person, he will be exceptionally intelligent and outstanding.

The little dumpling pouted and didn't say anything, but still wanted to go outside.

He was pulled over by Zhang's mother and stood ramrod straight without moving.

"What's wrong? Long'er, tell Auntie what you want to eat and I'll make it for you. Do we really have to play with this kitchen knife?"

Zhang Bixia has no children of her own, so she is extremely patient with Long'er. Although the child is not talkative, he is really cute, especially his chubby bottom.

"I'm going to kill him!"

This was the first sentence Huo Xiaolong clearly uttered after arriving at Fengyue Tower. Zhang Mama and Er Ya were both delighted. What a good child! He speaks so fluently.

Smoothly...

But that's all it can do until it's smooth.

Whose three-year-old is yelling about wanting to chop someone up? It must be because Huo Xiaolong overheard the kid cursing in the kitchen all the time. What a sin, setting a bad example for the child.

Er Ya quickly went to the front to tell Cen's mother about it.

Zhang Bixia took a moment to react. "Ah, this has to be broken. How can you just start by slashing people?"

The woman cleared her throat and, in a voice that didn't quite fit her physique, coaxed him softly:

"Long'er, tell Auntie, who bullied you? Auntie will help you get revenge. We're still young, so we can't use knives, okay?"

"Nobody's bullying me!"

That's a smooth way of putting it, quite well said.

Zhang's mother was quite happy.