When they saw their youngest daughter again, Qin Songmo and the other two stopped and even breathed much lighter.
Looking at the delicate, well-cared-for, pink-and-tender little daughter lying on the sofa, the three of them looked at each other and did not move forward.
In their previous life, they knew that their youngest daughter was raised well. Even though her parents died early, she still became the little sun that illuminated the hearts of the three of them.
Now they have come to the point where their youngest daughter has just lost her parents, and all they have in their hearts is self-pity.
If they could have woken up earlier and had their memories of their past lives earlier, wouldn't the little daughter have lost both her parents?
Even though Qin Songmo and the other two didn't say anything, the little girl lying on the sofa holding the little dinosaur still woke up.
Her eyes were slightly red, and her big almond-shaped eyes took up half of her little face, making her look pitiful and cute.
Seeing three strangers suddenly appear in his house, and they were good-looking strangers at that, Li Shengyi raised his hand to rub his eyes and said softly, "Are mom and dad back?"
A voice that was softer than the one in the previous life sounded in the ears of Qin Songmo and the other two.
The expressions on the three people's faces froze, and Meng Jiuan and Shen Wangchen were even more at a loss.
The little girl they knew was small in body but had big thoughts.
But the one in front of them now is a real child!
Both of them turned their eyes to Qin Songmo beside them.
The latter walked forward and knelt on one knee in front of his little daughter, "Shengyi, do you miss your parents?"
Facing the approach of the handsome uncle, Li Shengyi did not reject crying, but nodded, "They all said that mom and dad are dead."
"Uncle, what is dead?"
"These damn bastards!"
Even Meng Jiuan didn't dare to say the word "dead" to his little daughter.
She is only three years old. How can her young mind face the word death?
Shen Wangchen raised his hand and patted his tense shoulders, with a hint of displeasure between his brows.
Qin Songmo looked at his little daughter in front of him, seeing the childishness and innocence between her eyebrows and eyes. He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "Shengyi's parents have fallen asleep. They... may sleep for a very long time."
"A long sleep? Then they won't get up until tomorrow?"
For Li Shengyi, tomorrow is a long time away.
Qin Songmo's eyelashes trembled slightly. He shook his head and stretched out his cool palm to grasp her soft and delicate hand. "Maybe the day after tomorrow."
"Ah, it'll take so long the day after tomorrow? Then when they wake up, will they come to look for Shengyi?"
Qin Songmo nodded, "Yes, Shengyi is very well behaved. Mom and Dad will definitely come to find Shengyi and stay with him."
"Okay, then Shengyi, be a good boy and wait for mom and dad to come back."
Meng Jiuan stood at the door and watched this scene, and couldn't help cursing the national quintessence.
He raised his hand and grasped Shen Wangchen's shoulder. His throat kept rolling up and down, his brows were furrowed, and some moisture appeared in his eyes.
Shen Wangchen was hurt by his grip, and the tears that had just emerged in his eyes were instantly suppressed.
With clenched teeth, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Could you please not be so excited?"
"How can I not be excited? How come Shengyi has been so well-behaved since she was a child? If she knew her parents... No, I'm going to cry. I didn't even cry when the Liao family was raided..."
"That's because you were stupid at that time." Meng Jiuan almost bit his white teeth to pieces.
Unlike the "warm" atmosphere between the two brothers, Qin Songmo was already holding his little daughter in his arms.
Compared to when he first picked up his daughter in his previous life, her frail body was so thin that it hurt to hold her in his arms.
Now my little daughter is soft and tender, with a chubby face, just like a little glutinous rice dumpling that has become a spirit.
Qin Songmo didn't say much while holding his little daughter in his arms, but the expression on his face betrayed that he was holding his little daughter with one hand and pinching her palm with the other hand.
"Will uncle send the kindness home the day after tomorrow?"
Qin Songmo took the daily necessities his little daughter needed from the servant and nodded in response, "I will."
Meng Jiuan didn't expect his friend to act so quickly. Before he and Shen Wangchen could decide who was stronger, his friend was already preparing to kidnap his little daughter.
His eyes suddenly widened, he made a pause gesture, and immediately trotted forward, "Where are you taking Shengyi?"
"My place."
Qin Songmo's answer was brief and fell into the ears of Meng Jiuan and the others. They looked at each other and then turned around and spoke to him at the same time.
"I'm going too."
"I'm going too."
Qin Songmo did not refuse.
In their previous life, they took care of their little daughter together, and his place was big enough so it wouldn't be a problem for a few more people to live there.
Seeing that he did not refuse, Meng Jiuan and the others immediately called their personal assistants and asked them to pack up their things and send them to No. 1 Mansion.
At first, the life assistant thought he had misheard. After all, the person living in No. 1 Mansion was not someone else, but someone from the Qin family.
However, before the personal assistant could ask whether the boss was confused due to fever or had encountered some problems, the call was hung up.
The life assistant could only pack up the boss's things with great difficulty and then send them to No. 1 Mansion with great difficulty.
There are not many servants in No. 1 Mansion.
Qin Songmo likes quietness, so usually only the housekeeper and an aunt who cooks and cleans live here.
The two of them have long been accustomed to the quietness of their home.
But today's No. 1 Mansion is very different from the past.
Uncle Wu, the housekeeper, stood at the corner of the stairs, his face full of vicissitudes of life, and at this moment he was filled with shock.
He turned his head to look at his aunt beside him and whispered, "Am I dreaming?"
The aunt also looked as if she had seen a ghost. Upon hearing this, she shook her head and stammered, "Sir, it's been a long time since you've laughed like this."
Or rather, the gentleman had never laughed like that before.
Following their gaze, in the huge living room, Qin Songmo, who had never touched water before, was peeling fruit for the small glutinous rice ball.
The little girl seemed to have no idea how big of a figure the handsome uncle who brought her home was.
She only saw the finger as green as white jade putting a piece of fruit to her mouth.
She habitually opened her mouth and bit off the piece of fruit. After she swallowed it, she swung her short legs in the air and smiled at him, thanking him, "Thank you, uncle."
Qin Songmo nodded and continued to feed his little daughter.
Meng Jiuan and Shen Wangchen sat aside, both of them supporting their chins with their hands, watching their little daughter being fed eagerly.
So cute.
I want to rua!
but......
"Doesn't calling me uncle seem too unfamiliar?" He turned around and looked at Shen Wangchen, who was also obsessed with his little daughter's cute face.
The latter shook his head and said, "Can you just come up and call three grown men daddy?"
Meng Jiuan shuddered when he heard this, with a chilling expression on his face, "No."
Shen Wangchen snorted lightly, “That’s fine, Shengyi is still young anyway, we have plenty of time.”
Just like in the previous life...
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