The cat was speechless and could only wait for her to finish crying.
After a long while, the girl stopped crying. She choked back tears as she wiped them from her face. Her parents told her to be strong...
The girl wrote on the ground again: Next year, you will bring them again, right?
The cat nodded. Anyway, it wasn't really something they brought; it was just a little illusion...
The girl suddenly and earnestly extended her little finger.
The cat looked at her with a puzzled expression, and then tentatively extended its little finger.
The girl immediately hooked her finger with hers, and although she couldn't speak, she still silently recited with a sense of ritual: Pinky promise, never to change for a hundred years.
Finally, she stared stubbornly at the cat, as if to say, "It can't be changed."
The cat nodded, "I understand, I'm not lying."
The girl actually...smiled.
"What's so funny..." the cat stood up. "Are you still going to cut the cake?"
The girl stood up and nodded. She was going. She was going to be strong. Her parents had already celebrated her birthday and she had eaten cake. Her birthday was complete.
In the banquet hall, people were whispering among themselves.
"What's wrong with Old Ding? Why is he so angry?"
"It seems that his little granddaughter has gone missing."
"Huh? Such a thing can happen? Old Ding lost his son, his little granddaughter is his life, no wonder he lost his temper in public."
Old Ding stormed out, intending to find Ding Chu himself, but just as he reached the door, he saw Ding Chu walk in.
He rushed forward, bent down and hugged Ding Chu. "Chu Chu, you scared Grandpa to death! Where did you run off to play? Why didn't you let the servants follow you?"
As she was speaking, a maid suddenly stepped forward. "This... Miss Jiu, didn't you say you didn't see our young lady on the lawn just now? How come you all came back together?"
Ding Yongchun suddenly looked at Maomao and asked her warily, "Did you take my granddaughter away?"
Cat looked up and saw that everyone was looking at her. She calmly said, "I didn't take her away."
Ding Yongchun called over the maid from earlier, "Tell me, what happened?"
The maid came over, and just as she was about to speak, Ding Chu suddenly broke free from Ding Yongchun's hand, ran over and grabbed Maomao's hand, looking like she was protecting her.
The maid looked on in surprise.
Ding Yongchun was also surprised.
The cat looked down at Ding Chu, shook its hand, and said, "You're willing to pull me, but I'm not willing to let you."
But Ding Chu pulled it very tightly.
Ding Yongchun turned his head and dismissed the servants. He then suddenly said to Maomao, "I'm sorry, Miss Jiu. I was too worried about Chuchu just now and didn't understand the situation. Please don't mind."
Cat thought that she still needed the old man's help, so she didn't argue and said, "It's alright."
"Chuchu, shall we go cut the cake with Grandpa?" Ding Yongchun bent down slightly.
Ding Chu, however, kept holding onto the cat and didn't move.
The cat shook her hand again, "Go cut the cake."
Ding Chu looked up at her.
Ding Yongchun suddenly said, "Miss Jiu, I have a favor to ask. Could you please cut the cake with Chuchu?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Chu actually laughed.
Although it was just a faint smile, she really smiled!
Ding Yongchun was so shocked that his hands and feet trembled.
His granddaughter suffered a severe psychological blow after her parents passed away last year. She became withdrawn and stopped crying or laughing. He tried everything and consulted many psychologists, but he was unable to help her recover.
Today, he actually saw her approaching someone else! And she even smiled!
Ding Yongchun looked at the cat with a pleading expression in his eyes.
Chu Chu had finally started to show some improvement. Although she didn't know what had just happened, Jiu Maomao must be very important to her.
The cat agreed.
Ding Chu took the initiative to lead the cat through the crowd to the twelve-tiered cake tower, which was specially made for her twelfth birthday.
Ding Chu picked up the knife and looked at the cat.
The cat paused for a moment, then gripped the knife handle with her.
Seeing this, Ding Yongchun felt incredibly tender. This was the first time in over a year that Chu Chu had taken the initiative to get close to someone. He had put in so much effort, and finally, he saw that she was getting better.
He couldn't help but look at Maomao again. He knew her; as a young person, she had made considerable achievements in the antique world. If it were in the past, he would definitely have actively contacted her so that the auction house could establish a good relationship with the Gulan Chamber of Commerce.
However, over the past year, he has focused most of his attention on his granddaughter and neglected his business.
This is precisely why Wanxiang Auction House repeatedly copied their auction items, causing Donghuang Auction House to lose customers and its stock price to decline.
Now, Wanxiang Auction House actually wants to ruin Donghuang!
Thinking of this, Ding Yongchun was filled with rage.
At this moment, Ding Chu brought him a slice of cake.
Ding Yongchun immediately forgot what he had been thinking. He looked down and saw his granddaughter carefully handing him the cake, her eyes seeming to speak volumes.
Ding Yongchun's eyes welled up with tears. He bent down to take the cake. Although he had stopped eating desserts for a long time due to health reasons, he still scooped out a big spoonful and ate it.
"Chuchu, happy birthday," Ding Yongchun said gently.
This birthday was wonderful.
Ding Chu smiled at him, then went back, cut another piece of cake, and handed it to the cat.
The cat didn't want to eat it, but Ding Chu just held it up, so the cat took it anyway.
Finally, Ding Chu cut herself a piece, turned around and was about to leave, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.
She took two steps, but seeing that the cat didn't move, she turned back and pulled her along.
So the guests watched helplessly as the host of the birthday party... left, while they were still preparing to sing "Happy Birthday."
Upon seeing this, Ding Yongchun did not complain about his granddaughter at all. He took the cake and personally cut the rest of it.
"Thank you everyone for coming to celebrate Chuchu's birthday. She's a little shy, so I hope you won't mind. We've prepared lots of desserts and drinks, and the band will be playing music soon, so please feel free to dance around here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the band started playing soothing music, and colorful spotlights shone over, illuminating a dance floor. Soon, people slid onto the dance floor and began to dance.
Ding Chu took the cat upstairs and went straight to her bedroom.
She sat on the sofa, taking small bites of cake.
The cat stood there, looking at her strangely, "Why did you pull me over here?"
Ding Chu patted the seat next to her, seemingly inviting the cat to sit down as well.
The cat was speechless. "I'm not sitting. I have things to do."
Ding Chu slowly lowered the cake she was holding, and her expression suddenly turned melancholy.
This is really strange, why is this child clinging to her?
She suddenly sat down next to Ding Chu, and when Ding Chu looked over, Maomao also looked at her. "I need to talk to your grandfather."
Ding Chu's eyes lit up slightly. She put down the cake and suddenly ran out.
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