Chapter 08 Yao Xinjue

011 finally found ways to urge the host not to take advantage of the situation and accept the money.

He may not accept other people's things.

But the annoying Qin Buyang must be accepted.

[Host, host, can I buy a few more cakes this time?] 011 looked at the appetizing cakes in the glass cabinet and touched them with his paw through the glass.

Although he asked this, he didn't think he would be rejected at all. After all, the host was his younger brother now.

Sure enough, the next second, his paw was pinched, and the host's somewhat cold and magnetic voice sounded, "Okay, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll help you get it."

011 immediately began cheering quietly, not noticing the host's thoughtful gaze.

Lu Tai felt that the red panda was really easy to coax, and his heart subconsciously softened when he looked at it. However, when he thought of the extra star coins in his account, his eyes gradually turned colder.

He wasn't going to use the money.

Lu Tai still didn't believe that these cold-blooded and selfless superiors could be so selfless, and waited as usual for Qin Buyang to reveal his purpose.

It's just that I don't want to dirty my hands.

He planned to use him to get rid of someone.

Just like Qin Jian and his adoptive father this time, everyone's attention is now focused on him, and no one cares who leaked the evidence.

Lu Tai expressed his gratitude for his help, but that didn't mean he would blindly start working for Qin Buyang.

But to his surprise, it seemed as if the other party just wanted to send him the money, and after transferring the money to him, they no longer had any intention of sending any messages.

Lu Tai calmly closed the interface and didn't care much.

But what they didn't notice was that in the shadows at the corner of the alley behind them, a red-haired man with the lazy elegance of a cheetah, his lips curled, his military uniform straight, leaning against the wall, "Yao Xinyu."

These three simple words coupled with the deep voice seemed to have a more tender meaning.

"No wonder that kid always has such awkward postures." Qin Buyangguang's mind was still stuck on the red panda search interface. He touched it with his fingertips across the screen and laughed dumbly. "He's quite cute. He really deserves to be held in my arms."

Thinking of this, a hint of regret appeared in his eyes.

Why did you pick such a poor boy?

If he had followed him, Qin Buyang felt that the little bastard would not have to eat only small and sour cakes. That kid really had a lucky life.

He curled his lips nonchalantly and withdrew two hundred thousand star coins from his account without feeling any remorse.

If Qin Buyang had not been worried about the boy's vigilance, he would have originally planned to give him two million, but since that little bastard had nothing to do with him now, he had to be tactful when showing goodwill.

He was thinking about how to get closer to her after he came back, but suddenly he received two text messages.

"I've already found out what happened back then. It was indeed your father who took credit for your uncle Azhan's work, which led to misunderstandings between him and me for so many years. Thank you, Buyang. Otherwise, I might never have known about this."

[Also, this time, the 3S+ mission on Qixing is very dangerous, so don't try to be brave.]

Qin Buyang has a high level of acceptance of things, which can be seen from his treatment of the red panda. He glanced at the long string of text above, not understanding but respecting it.

He only found out not long ago that the two had no feelings for each other and the marriage was just a way to silence the gossips.

My mother was in the process of being promoted at the time and needed this opportunity to gain a good reputation, and that man needed to rely on my mother's power to keep his family alive.

Qin Buyang turned off the computer without much concern, and his eyes fell greedily on the window like a large beast.

Although he couldn't see, the orange-red hue was engraved in his pupils like a brand. "Let me see what other surprises you can bring me, Yaoyao."

Qin Buyang took one last look at the dessert shop, then turned and left without any reluctance.

…

When returning home, seeing that the host was covered with bags of small cakes of various shapes and flavors, 011 excitedly flew beside him and touched him with his paws from time to time.

[Host, are you really going to give me all the points?] He flew around in circles and quickly asked again, feeling that the host was a bit stupid.

Otherwise, why would anyone be willing to give him points after knowing the benefits?

Of course, 011 feels that the greater possibility is that his villain system behaved too fiercely, so the host was frightened and handed over all the points like a little brother paying tribute to the boss.

This makes 011 feel very accomplished.

But he remained reserved and didn't show it. He deserved some reward for all the work he'd done. [Host, I'd like to try the apple flavored one first.]

"Sure, I'll give it all to you." Lu Tai didn't have any particular preferences in food, basically anything he could eat was fine.

But he just thinks that red pandas need to eat more delicately.

011 wagged its tail happily and followed its host all the way back to the old neighborhood. Perhaps because of the matter at the Tribunal, many people were secretly watching them along the way, but for some reason they didn't dare to come over and talk to them.

He and the host ignored this and opened the door and entered the old but cozy two-bedroom, one-living room cottage.

"Yaoyao, come here and wash your hands first... No, Paw Paw." He transferred the points according to 011's instructions. He watched as the curious little panda walked over, picked up the orange ball, and came to the sink to carefully help him wash it.

Looking at the furry paw pads on the pale big palms, Lu Tai thought of something and his eyes flickered slightly before quickly returning to silence.

011 was a little drowsy, but he kept his big, shining eyes open, relying entirely on his love for the cake. After being carried to his seat, he suddenly realized a terrible truth: [Host, I can't lift it.]

The cake was prone to tilting when placed on a small flat plate, and he accidentally poked it out with a small fork.

"It's okay, I'll help you." Lu Tai said calmly, threw the transparent shell on the table that could hold cakes without getting his hands dirty into the trash can, and used a fork to feed the little panda sitting obediently on the bench.

011:QAQ

[Host, you are such a good person.] He sat on the stool and turned into a crying cat head. After eating the small cake, his mouth immediately became very sweet. [I want to be the best friend in the world with the host.]

The best Lu Tai in the world didn't blush or breathe heavily, his eyes fixed on the red panda in front of him, "What flavor do you want to eat next?"

He didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt for deceiving the honest red panda just to take advantage of the opportunity to pet the cat. His eyes were frank and he wiped his cream-stained beard with his pale big paw.

[I want something chocolate-flavored.] 011 looked at his good host, his ambition instantly reached its peak.

He will go and fleece Qin Buyang later.

But speaking of this villain, the red panda always felt like he had forgotten something.

011 thought hard for two seconds, then quickly gave up. After all, things would work out in the end. [Host, you'll have to write the threatening letter for me later... No, no, what if he recognizes your handwriting and takes the opportunity to retaliate against you? I'd better let him write it!]

Noticing his host's indifferent gaze, the red panda puffed out his chest proudly.

In order to complain to his supervisor, he specially practiced writing with his panda-shaped paws. The supervisor didn't realize it was him who wrote it until the end, haha!

"Okay." Lu Tai had no objection. "Eat first. I'll find you some paper and pen later."

I just hid that emotion deep in my heart.

011 looked at the host in front of him, and his ears shook with the tilt of his head out of confusion. He looked like a very popular and cool school idol, but for some reason he inexplicably reminded him of something soft and tolerant.

How do you describe it with that popular word?

Yes, male mother.

The host looks like a male mother.

It requires a powerful system protection like his 011.

The little panda thought so and opened his mouth to take the cake that the host handed to him without complaint.