Chapter 1 I am your aunt

"Where is she?"

In the airport, a young man with flamboyant red hair yelled impatiently into the phone.

I don't know what the other party said, he just hung up the phone.

Shen Muye thought silently in his heart, young master, I will wait for one more minute. If you don't come, go and pick her up yourself, you old man!

With a sullen face, he suddenly felt his clothes being pulled by something, and looked down.

"Where did you come from, little brat, go away."

Standing next to Shen Muye was a little girl in a dark gray Taoist robe and short black hair tied into a small ball. She was about three years old, with a chubby and delicate little face like a doll.

She had a small bottle of milk hanging around her neck and a small schoolbag on her back. She looked soft and cute.

Facing such a child, even the irritable Shen Muye softened his tone a little, but only a little.

If it were anyone else, Shen Muye would have told him to get lost.

He was impatient to get along with children.

"Are you Shen Muye?"

The kid didn't leave, but asked the boy in a baby voice.

Shen Muye lowered his head and looked at her carefully. He couldn't remember when he had seen this little thing. Although he didn't like to remember people, based on the appearance of this child, he would have an impression if he had really seen him.

"Who are you, little brat?"

Shen Zhiyin puffed up his cheeks and looked a little unhappy. He raised the bottle in his hand and shook it.

"I'm your aunt, your aunt Shen Zhiyin!"

Shen Muye sneered, sneered, took a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, put his hands in his pockets and looked like he was arrogant.

"My aunt? You little brat is so ambitious. If you are really my aunt, I am still your grandpa."

Shen Zhiyin: …………

She pursed her lips and hummed twice, put the bottle away carefully, searched in her backpack and found a letter and handed it to him.

Shen Muye raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Shen Zhiyin was too short. The three-year-old kid was not as long as Shen Muye's legs. She stood on tiptoe and tried very hard to hand him the letter.

"The letter, you will know after you read it."

Shen Muye took it with a sigh. He was not on guard against the child in front of him. After all, how could such a grown man like him be abducted by a little brat?

"What era is it that people still write letters?"

After opening it and scanning it, his body gradually stood up straight, and his expression changed from carelessness at the beginning to shock.

After reading the contents of the letter and then looking at the child in front of her who was not even as tall as her legs, she was filled with disbelief, and then her face darkened.

"You...you are really my aunt? An aunt who is still breastfeeding!"

The little girl nodded, took a deep sip from the bottle, and deliberately put on a very childish face and spoke in a heavy tone.

"Nephew, you were so rude just now. My great-grandfather died a long time ago."

Probably because of her young age, she spoke slowly and paused a lot, but very clearly. It didn't

seem like the expression a three-year-old child should have.

But Shen Muye didn't know how a three-year-old child spoke, so he was not surprised.

It was just that Shen Muye choked her.

Who would understand? I came to pick up my aunt and met a little kid who was still breastfeeding and called herself my aunt. I didn't expect it to be true!

Shen Muye wanted to beat up his own father after being slapped in the face. He didn't tell him that this girl was just a brat!

This... this is too disillusioning!

"Also, there is milk and my medicine in it."

What's wrong with the bottle? Don't look

down on the bottle because it is convenient to carry. Shen Muye didn't argue with her. He looked around and said, "Are you alone?"

Shen Zhiyin nodded and raised her head.

Shen Muye was a little crazy. Didn't she say that someone from her hometown sent her here? Who is so heartless to let a child take a plane alone?

The boy took Shen Zhiyin away from the airport with a dark face, but when they passed a shop selling desserts, she stood still, her black eyes glued to those exquisite pastries.

"Where are your parents, little girl?"

Shen Zhiyin blinked, and then said very firmly: "There are no parents."

If you really count, she is the parent.

"Is that so..."

The clerk looked around and thought that the little girl must have been lost, so she handed her a piece of milk-flavored bread.

"Did you lose your parents? You must be hungry. Eat first and wait for us."

Shen Zhiyin nodded obediently, took a small bite of the bread, and her eyes lit up instantly.

So delicious, so soft!

So cute!!!

Chen Xiaoan screamed in her heart, she was so cute. Whose child is this? She must be a fairy from heaven!

"Thank you."

Shen Zhiyin looked at her and thanked her in a soft voice, then lowered her head and began to rummage in her small bag, then found a yellow talisman folded into a triangle and handed it to her.

"This is for you."

Chen Xiaoan was confused, why did he bring this as a meeting gift?

How weird.

Just when she was about to ask something, Shen Muye came over with a gloomy face.

"What are you doing? Why didn't you catch up!"

He was walking in front and found it too quiet. He turned around and saw that the person he had just picked up was gone.

After searching for a long time, he saw Shen Zhiyin at the door of the pastry shop, talking and laughing with a stranger.

This little fool must have helped count money if he was sold!

Shen Zhiyin snorted and turned her head away, not looking at him.

"Shame on you, walking so fast that you need a kid to chase you!"

She even stretched out one of her short legs and swung it in front of Shen Muye.

"My legs are so short, I can't catch up with you even if I run!"

Shen Muye looked down at her short, chubby legs and felt guilty.

She had never taken care of a child before, so she just kept walking forward.

Shen Zhiyin's little mouth was still chattering: "Bad nephew, you don't respect the old, you don't love the young, you almost lost your aunt!"

She has both the old and the young, so she has a big generation gap. Huh!

Shen Muye: ...................

How can this little brat be so talkative, you can't even stop your mouth with food, right!

"Are you full? Do you want to leave?" Shen Muye interrupted her nagging with a fierce and impatient look.

She glanced at the bread in her hand with disgust, and glanced at Chen Xiaoan: "Pack that Black Forest cake for me."

Chen Xiaoan quickly put the talisman into his pocket: "Okay, please wait a moment."

"Let's go."

Carrying the packed cake, Shen Muye raised his chin and said.

Shen Zhiyin decided that adults should not remember the faults of villains and would not care about this grandnephew.

It's not because of the cake in his hand.

Before leaving, Shen Zhiyin said to Chen Xiaoan: "When you go home, if there is a conflict, don't join in the fun, otherwise, there will be a bloody disaster."

Hey, I feel so tired talking now.

Chen Xiaoan and Shen Muye were both confused by her words.